I went to the Jimmy Choo and H and M launch party on Monday at a beautiful mini-mansion up in the Hills (3 bedrooms with an $18M price tag.) The patio where most of the party tookplace was pleasantly decked out (no pun intended) with cozy couches and glassed-in candles perched atop little blocks of wood (rustic chic?) The home had an amazing view of the city, and I was definitely filled with an elevated feel looking out over the fog (or more likely, smog) layered vista.
As an event, in general, I was impressed. I don't think I was every ever out of eye shot of the bustling wait staff carting around glasses of champagne and tiny plates of hors d'oeuvres. The "stars" of the evening were both featured aboard a makeshift platform planted in the middle of the pool. On first was a static 'live" vignette of the new Jimmy line. I must say, I was a little dubious about the "disposable fashion" tie-in from H and M...in this economy it seems like a smart move as long as the brand isn't diluted. The party itself was well organized and had a bevy of Hollywood's usual suspects queue Paris Hilton, The City's Whitney, and Cat Deely. I was surprised to see Anthony Kiedis from The Red Hot Chili Peppers (and also surprised at just how pint-sized the alterna-rocker really is...still love the group though.) I'm sure there were a host of non-celebrity celebrities, but where's the fun in talking about them? However, I did meet a witty LA Times writer who enlightened me to a most curious ailment, Opposition Defiance Disorder (ODD.) He cleverly distilled the "condition" to a short quip: "When I was a kid, and I would point at a telephone pole and ask my mom, 'Is that a tree or a telephone pole?' She would, of course, respond, 'That's a telephone pole.' To which, I would say, 'Well, I think it's a tree,' in a tone equivalent to sticking out my tongue." Funny, I never knew I was suffering from ODD.
