By Gillian Weeks
If you’ve been a regular CP reader this past month, you might be a little worried about the staff. First we flipped the bird to the whole holiday season then we got ourselves a five-finger discount at Barney’s. Next we got all misty about religious tolerance only to…well, lose our freakin’ minds.
Before you shoot us with a tranquilizer dart, take heed. Today we’re pleased to bring you some straight-up eye candy and shopping tips to ease the Christmas blues. How’s that for a return to normalcy?
Oh, and don’t mind the drag queens and Scientology.
We’re taking a bit of a break here at CP, but we’ll be back in the 2007 ready to pump up the volume. We hope you have a fantastic Hanukkah, Christmas, and New Years, and we thank you for your readership. It’s certainly kept us sane…
Away in a Manger? Only It There’s Cashmere Involved
By Gillian Weeks
If you’re like most urban dames, you have more in common with Madonna than the Madonna. That holds for pregnancy, too (riding on a donkey? birthing in a manger? girl, pleeease). I don’t recommend picking up an English accent and moving to the countryside, but you could use a little luxury when you’re packing an extra human. Be with-child in style with some looks from Destination Maternity, on sale starting December 30th.
The store, located in the Upper East Side, carries clothes form Motherhood Maternity, Mimi Maternity, A Pea in the Pod, Edamame, and it’s own line. We’re talking cashmere crewnecks starting at $79 and skinny black pants from $20. You’ll start to wonder if that fabled “pregnant glow” might be within your reach. At the very least, the glow might be more than sweat-related.
575 Madison Avenue at 57th Street
Nouveaux Nativity: A Very Merry Unauthorized Children’s Scientology Pageant
By Gillian Weeks
These days it’s all “Christmas this, Hanukkah that, Kwanza something-or-other.” Open your mind and broaden your outlook with some religious tolerance by way of A Very Merry Unauthorized Children’s Scientology Pageant, presented by the punks of Les Freres Corbusier. Get ready to learn all about the tenets of Scientology from the mouths of babes, who portray the most notorious practitioners, including Tom Cruise, Kirstie Alley, John Travolta, and the rest of the brood. The pageant tells the life story of founder L. Ron Hubbard and the true-life fable that inspired him – spaceships and all. From now until January 7th, enjoy big laughs at the lowest hanging fruits of comedy.
A Very Merry Unauthorized Children’s Scientology Pageant
4th Street Theater, 83 E. 4th St, btwn 2nd & Bowery, through Jan. 7
Click here for tickets ($35)
By Amber Roniger
‘How do you even get on the list for one of these things?’ Indeed. Clink.
Wha? Private shopping party at PATRICIA FIELDS’ arted-out, bricked-up, carved-out cavern of self-expression and cutting edge fashion, warm niche, booming bastion of the singular where retro-fashionistas, dragqueens and fashion mavens mingle late into the night under the spell of Mz. Patricia. It’s practically unimaginable that Patricia actually lives in such a delicious candyland of aesthetics. In this instance, she creates a little mini Javitz Center and throws a slammin’ event in her fairytale private venue to shine the spotlight on wonderful lines by young designers she works with in her shop.
The list creates an impressive mix of eclectically creative enthusiasts and friends gathered together to oogle the wonderful wares for sale. To sip champagne. To shop…
I hardly squeeze past the front door when I encounter hat-sculptor extraordinaire, RYAN WILDE, with her fancy-style lady hats that make you feel girly all over.
Oooh shiny catches my eye… it is impossible to pass by THEA GRANT’s TG line table with her dope vintage chains, rings and bobbles.
Kim Montenegro fronts the lines VERY BAD HORSE and SUBMISSION. And I would if I were you. Submit that is. Kim would mos-def throw down.
If you happen to see PAN’S LABYRINTHE (which I highly recommend), you could imagine Ofelia, the young ingénue in the flick, sporting something like the fairytale-fantasy duds of MANDATE OF HEAVEN. A majorly lofty name? Perhaps, but seriously frivolous clothes (don’t you just love oxymorons?) to back it up.
GOKA’s shoes and boots are simply smokin’. Scoping these lookers (and speaking of fetishes), I can almost understand why someone would want to lick one… so long as it has real gold threads woven into the fibers…
Forgive me Patricia if you’ll find this trite, but it’s completely obvious to me that you’re so much more than just a fashion icon. You’re the fashion philanthropist, bringing hot new looks to the underground, edgy downtown, heart of the party, hippest-of-the-city crowd that keeps NYC the ultimate bumping and burning international destination, capitol of action that it has always been. Your street cred is through the roof in my book.
Ryan Wilde NYC, Millinery