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here are some more from my wirimage account and a interview taken while she was there
Elvis might be "all shook up," to quote one of his hits, to hear his grand daughter Riley Keough tell me, "I'm more into rock n'roll like Led Zeppelin and the Rolling Stones." Last night at an art fundraiser at the Milk Gallery, I asked the kohl eyed angel if she had been influenced by her grand daddy. She said, "Not him specifically...Music was such a big part of our family but I like rock." Guess that means kickin' the blues and gospel aside for earthier tunes like Kashmir, perfect for Keogh.
Of all the models I have seen and known from shoots and the party circuit, I find her the most beautiful. She enters the room quietly in a lavender Elise Overland dress, a Botticelli dream of golden long curls, the expression of a lake in the afternoon sunlight. She's a ringer for her grandmother Priscilla but at eighteen years old, calmer, poised while so young.
Her favorite designers include Balenciaga, Chloe, and Overland, a Norwegian with platinum blonde hair, a diamond nose stud, and a motorcycle spirit. Overland has dressed Aerosmith's Steven Tyler and Lenny Kravitz in her custom leather pants. She took a smart turn swathing Koeugh in a goddess tunic of pastel gauze.
The event, an auction of silk screened images of Lou Reed and David Bowie -- a collaboration of rock photographer Mick Rock and painter Russell Young -- benefitted "Art of Elysium," a program where mentors are paired with sick kids to teach them arts.
A few of the auction committee but not Keough, meandered to Bette, Amy Sacco's restaurant, a welcoming civilized American oasis in Chelsea. Slick slim designer Thom Browne, in gray suit and tanned ankles stopped by for a drink. Sean Avery, the hockey star of the New York Rangers and current Vogue intern arrived after a Pearl Jam concert at Madison Square Garden. Avery chatted me up at the bar.
He tells me,"I love clothes. I'm going to Paris with Anna and Sally on Sunday. We're seeing Chanel, Dior, Gaultier." (To note: "Anna" is Vogue editor Anna Wintour and her number two, Sally SInger.)
"Hmmn..." I ask. "Sure you are not gay?"
"No way. I like women. I've just always liked clothes since my Chip and Pepper tee when I was twelve."
But the guy, a clean shaven hazel eyed jock, has no plans to retire from the ice: "You can't beat 20,000 screaming fans at Madison Square Garden!"
But what of Vogue, directing photo shoots with Arthur Elgort? Hustling lattes to Wintour? He says in four years, when he's ready to retire he might consider fashion full time.
He's a charmer, I'll admit. "I'm going home to jerk off to you now." He tells me. It'
s not exactly a line I'd expect Cary Grant
Elvis might be "all shook up," to quote one of his hits, to hear his grand daughter Riley Keough tell me, "I'm more into rock n'roll like Led Zeppelin and the Rolling Stones." Last night at an art fundraiser at the Milk Gallery, I asked the kohl eyed angel if she had been influenced by her grand daddy. She said, "Not him specifically...Music was such a big part of our family but I like rock." Guess that means kickin' the blues and gospel aside for earthier tunes like Kashmir, perfect for Keogh.
Of all the models I have seen and known from shoots and the party circuit, I find her the most beautiful. She enters the room quietly in a lavender Elise Overland dress, a Botticelli dream of golden long curls, the expression of a lake in the afternoon sunlight. She's a ringer for her grandmother Priscilla but at eighteen years old, calmer, poised while so young.
Her favorite designers include Balenciaga, Chloe, and Overland, a Norwegian with platinum blonde hair, a diamond nose stud, and a motorcycle spirit. Overland has dressed Aerosmith's Steven Tyler and Lenny Kravitz in her custom leather pants. She took a smart turn swathing Koeugh in a goddess tunic of pastel gauze.
The event, an auction of silk screened images of Lou Reed and David Bowie -- a collaboration of rock photographer Mick Rock and painter Russell Young -- benefitted "Art of Elysium," a program where mentors are paired with sick kids to teach them arts.
A few of the auction committee but not Keough, meandered to Bette, Amy Sacco's restaurant, a welcoming civilized American oasis in Chelsea. Slick slim designer Thom Browne, in gray suit and tanned ankles stopped by for a drink. Sean Avery, the hockey star of the New York Rangers and current Vogue intern arrived after a Pearl Jam concert at Madison Square Garden. Avery chatted me up at the bar.
He tells me,"I love clothes. I'm going to Paris with Anna and Sally on Sunday. We're seeing Chanel, Dior, Gaultier." (To note: "Anna" is Vogue editor Anna Wintour and her number two, Sally SInger.)
"Hmmn..." I ask. "Sure you are not gay?"
"No way. I like women. I've just always liked clothes since my Chip and Pepper tee when I was twelve."
But the guy, a clean shaven hazel eyed jock, has no plans to retire from the ice: "You can't beat 20,000 screaming fans at Madison Square Garden!"
But what of Vogue, directing photo shoots with Arthur Elgort? Hustling lattes to Wintour? He says in four years, when he's ready to retire he might consider fashion full time.
He's a charmer, I'll admit. "I'm going home to jerk off to you now." He tells me. It'
s not exactly a line I'd expect Cary Grant
