Fashion Week Observed
It was Wednesday, more than a week into the biannual cocktails-and-couture marathon. And though there’s still one more night, the bash for Olivier Zahm’s ultra hip magazine seemed like the grande finale. Read More
Fashion Week Observed
Friday, opening night at pop-up club Chez André at The Standard, East Village, found teenage dandy Peter Brant II and ex-porn star Nick Gruber, who was apparently taking a night off from writing a book and developing a TV show about his two-year relationship with Calvin Klein, on stage. The duo, joined at the mic by Andrew Warren and model Serena Marron, sang and mumbled their way through a live-band karaoke rendition of “Born to Be Wild.” We have the video evidence. Arguably, it is the best version of the song ever performed. Arguably!
The Wee Hours
Tacking together our schedule, The Observer noticed that Mercedes Benz Fashion Week technically starts Thursday, but nevertheless we found ourselves at a full-blown launch party Tuesday night.
The huddled masses on the corner of Mulberry and Mosco had waited for a long time. They had waited through 700 days of planning, they had waited outside several hours on this first night, and then they had waited to get the nod from a doorman. They had waited for the opening of Le Baron, the Chinatown outpost of Andre Saraiva’s famous Paris club.
“Stand in a straight line!” a bouncer yelled.
The Daily Transom
French nightlife impresario Andre Saraiva’s Le Baron—with respective locations in Paris and Tokyo, easily two of the most exclusive nightlife spots in the known universe, the likes of which you will never see the inside of—has been anticipated as the messanic salvation of New York City nightlife. Especially ever since word of its stateside arrival was confirmed…in March 2010.
It’s almost Fashion Week, which means that French nightlife savant and savior should be opening his much-delayed sin den Le Baron any day now. Um, what! We haven’t heard of a single after party booked at the would-be venue in Chinatown. And so the wait continues.
In the meantime, Mr. Saraiva’s been relaxing in Read More
Consummate party-goer and writer Anthony Haden-Guest stood on the deck of The Standard last night having just seen the premiere of The Shoe, Andre Saraiva’s sex-filled Parisian romp with a slight footwear fetish. He was drinking a glass of red wine. It was, The Observer noted, not his first of the night.
“Let’s go Read More
Barely halfway into The Shoe, the 20-minute debut film from nightlife curator Andre Saraiva and fellow Frenchman Olivier Zahm, a young man meets a pretty girl in a Paris park scribbling in a notebook and they lock eyes and begin kissing as the music shuts off, the only sounds the clicks of teeth on teeth, Read More
For nearly a year, red-eyed connoisseurs of New York after midnight have been waiting, impatiently, for French graffiti guy Andre Saraiva to open his Manhattan branch of the notorious Paris sin den Le Baron and save the city’s nightlife. The chosen nook of Mulberry Street has been cordoned off, with little to no activity for Read More
In one of the better openers of writing about nightlife characters, this one’s up there. André Saraiva — the man behind The Standard’s Le Bain and Paris/Tokyo uber-exclusive nightlife destinations Le Baron (coming this September to Manhattan!) — gets the profile treatment in the May issue of BlackBook. It begins when BlackBook editor Megan Conway arrives Read More