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The big catch at A+C

Gossip is an art form in the twisted rues of this town ,

Elite's Daul Kim is looking like the new model ideal these days

On The Road Again: back to NY and all its ruthless modernity

Seconds after touching down in NY I realized that it would be very dangerous to live permanently in Paris. I would turn into an alcoholic spendthrift, an overdressed dandy and a relentless nightcrawler! Maybe it was the wealth (pun intended) of all those big money status labels. Perhaps it was because the collision of all those international degenerates looking to blow off steam after a month of trudging through the trenches of NY and Milan . Whatever the case, Paris partied like there was no tomorrow this past fashion week and our Hiss Squad had 5 banging bashes to choose from for the title of "Best Paris Fashion Week Party"

Ms Coco Rocha: winner of the Best Brand Narrative Award at the TI dinner!

I was standing somewhere in the massive stone sprawl of The Louvre late last night when this American friend of mine, now living in Paris smashed one of the city's last remaining illusions into fragments. “You do know, don't you that a lot of Paris' architecture is faux. In the 18th century they made a lot of changes to the 17th century buildings. In the 19th they adjusted aspects of the 18th and today they preserve, preserve, preserve. But when they preserve and restore they use 21th century materials. So you're not looking at anything exactly the way it was. The whole core of the city is a face-lift.” True or not, what my friend taught me though was useful and it was useful for fashion. Because now as I sit a CDG waiting to my flight back to NY,( back to that all that restless, ruthless modernity that preserves very little), it occurs to me that a city can infect your creative process.

Ugo Rondinone: "The Third Mind" Exhibit: Palais de Tokyo: Paris

New York couldn't do it. Whatever the information overload that comes with NY Fashion Week, it was still possible to keep TI's output flowing. But the convergence in Paris of a Fashion Week, tonight's Nuit Blanche and a sporting extravaganza (a Rugby World Cup) has this staid and monumental city crackling with a dynamic energy that made us pass out. It was there first and foremost at Rad Hourani's unveiling this morning in a little gallery on a side street of The Marais. I went prepared to be polite and encouraging and then left shaking from the completeness of vision on the part of one so young. When Vogue Italia cover girl, Meghan Collison stalked out in jet black, hair in the face, head down , purposefully marching , that was it! Jouissance! If you missed it, you missed history. We begged Rad afterwards to bring that complete vision to NY next season. I don't want to over-talk what I saw. I snapped tons of pictures and as soon as I download them onto a disc I want you to see the images over at OTM on MDC for yourself