Stefano Tonchi is a very punctual person. It was exactly two minutes past 1:30 and his publicist has already emailed me to know that they have arrived. 1,793 more words
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A slew of parties last night signaled the unofficial start of New York Fashion Week, while shows began today.
As always, the fall and winter collections will be shown in frigid weather, with stylistas struggling to stay upright in their stilettos when dashing from show to show. 136 more words
LOS ANGELES—The annual over-the-top bash that W magazine throws each year here with Dom Pérignon and Cadillac—the first of a blistering stream of parties preceding the Golden Globes, the awards show that’s supposed to be an also-ran but is now incredibly important for some reason—took place Thursday at the Chateau Marmont, André Balazs’ living monument to Old Hollywood glamor, even if it was in fact constructed in the 1920s by a Jewish attorney based on little more than a photograph of a Gothic castle in the Loire. 903 more words
In the 19th-floor corner office of Stefano Tonchi, the editor in chief of W magazine, bookshelves are not allowed.
Seven stacks of hardcovers, their spines bearing names like Vreeland and Roitfeld, line up on the carpet to leave the walls free for art. 1,117 more words