
The Kills
The long awaited opening of the Mondrian SoHo finally happened last night, and it's a good thing New Yorkers know how to stick it out even when brutal weather strikes. After fighting our way through a monsoon to get to the Crosby Street venue, we were more than ready to throw back a few cocktails– and last night we did just that along with our newest FOK, Leandra Medine, perhaps more commonly known as The Man Repeller (which also happens to be the name of her blog). Click over and you'll find plenty of witty commentary on all of the most man repellant yet fashionable items a woman could ever wear– including but not limited to massive shoulder pads, harem pants and the like. But stick around first to read her thoughts on last night's Kanon-filled fête. Here’s what she had to say:
Despite the torrential downpour plagued upon Manhattan last night, The Mondrian Soho’s opening celebration, held at full capacity and then some, proved that the party don’t stop for some silly rain drops.
Or for a live performance from The Kills, (and some drinks on Kanon,) at least.
The Mondrian set out a tent outside the entrance to keep party-goers dry while waiting to hear the door women holding virtual clipboards (cue: the iPad) decide the fate of their nights. More often than not people were turned away into the wet weather. But for the lucky slew that properly RSVPed, the party inside promised a slamming good time and a stylish peek at some of New York’s sweetest trend-setters. Becka Diamond x ostrich feather boa…Brad Goreski x Burberry leather moto-jacket, I'm lookin’ at you.
CONTINUE READING THE KILLS PLAY MONDRIAN SOHO, THE PEOPLE DRINK KANON.