― suzy, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
First, chaos due to fashion attack; I was trying for Serena from Bewitched hair and had to go for the Addicted To Love look when it didn't work. Raf Simons/David Sims view was rammed with art/fashion collision, natch, with all the art people pretentiously dissing the frivolous fashion folk.
The cream of this crop then stumbled over to Soho House for one of those parties where you just know fucking in toilets on drugs will be happening, but not to nice girls and not 'til much later. There was a gorgeous model boy there who was an 18-yr-old Positive Punk from the upper west side, Esther and Heather were smitten with him. I met Raf Simons and blabbed with him for ages. Then admired a girl's vintage coat/dress combo and it dawned on me: Roisin Murphy. Roisin was pretty graphic about what she wanted this yummy photographer type we were scoping to do to her. Go Roisin!
Everyone was veh veh drunk. I wore my Cat Hat and had a Girl Solidarity Moment with a lesbian trio at the bus stop on the way back. Today, I feel the pain. And later it starts all over again with the Juergen Teller view, party, bouze, taxi, coma. I am an elegant Sisyphus.
― Dr. C, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sarah, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Alan Trewartha, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― james, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― DG, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ed, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Graham, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Tom, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Earlier we said cheerio to our pal Sue who is off to Bristol. She's an Actionette, you know.
Before that we had pitchers of two-for-one Red Stripe in Break for the Border... cheap and cheerful.
Overall result: an excellent night out without a trace of Halloween. Coolio.
― Andrew Williams, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― alix, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I also fitted 16 cocktail sausages into my mouth for a dare. I have a BIG gob.
― Markx, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I don't think your negativity banishing ritual worked.
And because I like to do things like that, I will be putting them online very soon. Watch this thread.
― Nicole, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Nick, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― RickyT, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
*bows* Fret not. The exorcisms have begun. It involved among other things discovering that there was in fact a floor.
― anthony, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sterling Clover, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sean, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
I really don't care about the cleanliness of the joint, it radiates eeeee-vil. I felt like Bill Clinton when I was staying there.
― Tracer Hand, Thursday, 1 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)
Ah, but dear Ben is going to turn it into a place where DJs hang around and spin downtempo stuff during rainy winter storms. See, this will fight the evil.
― Ned Raggett, Friday, 2 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-three years ago)