and an article from fwd:
The World According To Miuccia
A-listers galore—La Lohan, La Wintour, and more!—crowd the Soho Prada store…
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
(NEW YORK) Last night’s party at the Prada Soho store proved that no one can quite pack ‘em in like Miuccia can.
Despite a flurry of PETA protesters outside, over 1,500 of New York’s top fashion, media, and art movers and shakers gathered to celebrate the opening exhibition of “Waist Down: Skirts by Miuccia Prada,” and to toast the reopening of the 25,000-square foot flagship store following a debilitating fire in January. “I like that there was a fire,” said the petite designer, clad all in black. “It gave me a good excuse to have this party.” Enough said.
Holding court on the wooden steps on the massive wave stage, Miuccia enjoyed a birds-eye view of the sweeping scene. With a seemingly never-ending supply of buffet counters bearing shrimp cocktail, raw oysters, and enough alcohol to supply Manhattan until 2010 (including a delicious Ginger Cooler), André Balazs (with daughter Alessandra in tow), Amy Sacco, Amy Wesson, Grace Hightower, Iman, Richard Gere and Carey Lowell, Lindsay Lohan, Anna Wintour, Glenda Bailey, Damon Dash and Rachel Roy, Kelly Klein, Jeff Koons, Matthew Modine, and Jacquetta Wheeler all flocked downtown for a first look at the more than 100 different skirts from the last 17 years on display, and, as Dash put it so matter of factly, “to give Miuccia props.” Still, that didn’t stop the lifestyle mogul from unabashedly handing out his wife’s fall lookbook to guests.
At the stroke of 8:30pm, DJ Sasha Digweed took control of the party, dimming the lights to turn the house of luxury goods into a cavernous dance club that raged well into the midnight hours. “She sets the tone every season with her insight into the art world,” Robert Burke shouted over the pumping music. “It’s all so art driven.” Josh Lucas, for his part, was caught off guard by the scope of the event. “I came with my friends, who said that we were coming to a ‘boutique’ party,” the actor said with a laugh. “I didn’t know it was going to end up being an epic.”
For some, the festivities were close to home. Lohan, who wore a floral-print Prada dress, arrived late, posed for some photographs, and scurried back to the Mercer Hotel, conveniently located across the street. She was late for dinner. “I feel so bad,” she lamented as she quickly changed into a jumpsuit—Prada, natch—and hightailed it uptown to The Carlyle, where she joined Tom Ford, Cathy Horyn, Stephanie Seymour, Ingrid Sischy and Sandy Brant for a quiet dinner.
It was also a déjà vu moment for the young actress, who only two years ago attended the opening of Prada’s Beverly Hills Epicenter. “I was still dating Wilmer [Valderrama] then,” she recalled, never once lifting her eyes from her Blackberry.
JIM SHI