Saturday, December 31, 2011

Some thoughts for 2011's last day...

A few hours before celebrations begin, here I give you some very particular, and very mine, tips...
To avoid finding yourself in a lousy shape tomorrow, know to what you have to say NO tonight:
- No to too much food.
- No to alcohol.
- No to drugs.
- No to easy unprotected sex.
- No to forced fun.
- No to speeding on your car or motorcycle.
- No to late-night sleeping.
Begin 2012 fresh and rested, while everyone else will be destroyed.
Be snobs: eat a soup and go to bed early.
And tomorrow do your workout, while everybody else won't be able to tell their names...
Be ready to step into a wonderful 2012 with the right foot. 
This I wish to you all.

Friday, December 30, 2011

Citigold's Party...

I'm sorry for posting, once again, a picture of myself with my sister... But I don't have another one!
It's very difficult, in such a crowded party, unless you are a professional photographer, to take good pictures! This one was taken by Sandra, my friend and Italian assistant, who did what she could.
Mónica Holmberg's call for Citigold's Party was really exciting and no one wanted to miss it. Many, however, complained about the chilly weather. We went back to partying with sweaters and shawls. 
The place? Narbona complex, behind La Barra, with country-style housing, nice and picturesque, specially for all the European visiting Punta del Este.
The dress code asked for something golden, be it a dress, a pair of shoes or a simple detail...
I arrived wearing platforms, much more comfortable for walking the accessing roads, and then shifted into golden sandals for the party itself. Many laughed at me carrying the extra pair in my hands... But they are already used to my eccentricities! 
As usual, many beautiful girls, in golden dresses some, and mini skirts almost all. Among the ones I saw, I want to point out Milagros Schmoll, the Argentine model working in Europe, super tall and with an exotic look. Also my cousin Isabella Orsini, Princess de Ligne, an Italian actress of great beauty.
My sister and I, we repeated Pucci dresses: me, a golden one I used last summer and she, another one she used on her last photo spread for the Argentine issue of Hola!
As I said previously, now comes a "detox" of pictures of myself and promise not to publish more for some time...
Have a wonderful New Year!

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Lacoste 2012 Summer Party at La Huella...

Above all, and before you ask, I confirm what you already know... I wore, once again, my red Lanvin dress. I love it and when I bought it, I thought I would be wearing it to Lacoste's next party. I believe it would be immoral not to use it several times...
This said, I tell you that the most emblematic party in Punta del Este, the one that opens the summer and party season, was (as usual) crowded and very well organized. Less guests this year, just 700. One DJ, Zucker, truly excellent. Lots of food. And lots of drinks. But, above all, a chance to check who was invited, who arrived with who and who left with who... The usual gossips.
A little while greeting friends, making plans for the days to come, kisses to everyone and then to the car to hit the road back home...
(My sister's dress is Pucci.)

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Monday, December 19, 2011

Summer's wardrobe...

My dear readers,
I’ll post here one of the articles I wrote for the December issue of Mustique magazine, which arrived to newsstands today… Hope you enjoy it!
After spending a long 2011 summer in Europe, with all the 2012 trends till fresh on my mind and the looks of the last runway shows, I am ready to organize my luggage for my summer vacations down south.
I’ll put on my list a mixture of the clothes I used and loved in July and August, plus the new hits that are beginning to appear on Paris and New York boutiques, which I will happily incorporate to my wardrobe. And, of course, one or two timeless classics that I know I’ll use, come what may…

1. A denim short. I have at least three or four. From my first Kosiuko, of 8 or 9 years ago, to my new “destroyed” Abercrombie & Fitch, which looks the oldest…
How to use them? Of course, with a white or black bikini, a white tank top (better if printed with the American flag) or a tartan shirt, in summery colors, such as turquoise or fuchsia, very informal. To look more chic, an impeccable white shirt. As shoes, I’ll wear them with my Louboutin’s cork platforms, but a pair of golden Havaianas will work just fine.
When? Always, from dusk till dawn, to go to the beach or to go out at night, with a sequined or embroidered top. Unique requirement: perfect legs…

2. A white blazer. It first appeared on Stefano Pilati’s Fall/Winter 2011-2012 Collection for YSL. In that case, paired with white trousers, à mode de smoking.
Other designers, such as Roberto Cavalli, presented it the following season over summery printed dresses, carried over the shoulders.
How to use it? I loved the contrast between the tailored jacket and the light dress. It also works wonderfully with a short and a black top.
When? Always, as if it were a denim jacket. Something new to update your looks for summer nights.

3. A green dress. Because green is the color of hope; because it looks great on slightly tanned skin; because it catches everyone’s attention and because it represents nature after so much urbanization throughout the year.
When? Preferably at night, in total look. Mine is from Intermix, but many designers, such as Ermanno Scervino, Tomas Maier for Bottega Veneta, Moschino or Kenzo, presented them in all the possible green hues… from olive to pistaccio. My favorite is emerald, of course.

4. Two identical bracelets. Or Poignets, as the French call them. Since last year I’ve observed  how the use of two thick rigid bracelets, be them golden or metallic, decorated with stones or plain, was becoming a popular and chic trend. I bought two golden ones with huge stones, two green ones from Pucci and two silver ones at a fair in Ibiza.
How to use them? They look great on every piece and lift the simplest of outfits. A black classic dress changes completely when accessorized with them. Of course, when using twin bracelets is better to forget about using earrings, necklaces or rings. They must be the vedette piece of the ensemble. Better with pure colors than prints.

5. Technicolor dresses. I want to avoid black this season. A bit of joy and color. Hurray then to yellow, in total look, to match the sun, in all its hues: from duck to lemon to saffron. Lanvin, Versace, Jean-Paul Gaultier and Vionnet chose yellow in their 2012 Summer Collections. But also fuchsia pink, which looks great on everyone. Or turquoise, the color of the Caribbean sea. Or coral, as my Lanvin dress, to illuminate party nights. All this colors work better in total look, with the exception of a pair of black, beige or golden shoes.

6. Prints. We’ve been incorporating prints to our wardrobe for a long time now. At first, I was not very convinced… I was afraid they wouldn’t favor the silhouette. But I’ve come to realize I was mistaken.
How to use them? The key lies in choosing a sober print, maybe geometric, and pair it with the proper accessories. Do not overload the look and distract from the original aim. Nude shoes, a clutch, little jewelry. My Roberto Cavalli, white with pink, black and green designs, is one of my favorites. For Summer 2012 I’ve already set my mind for a Pucci gipsy top. But I’ve also seen nice things from Prada and Marni.
I would however avoid leopard… too copied. Better to go for zebra. Very chic looks from Giambattista Valli.

7. A black leather jacket, with studs. Or without them. Or biker. You can no longer not have a leather jacket. Old, used, borrowed from your boyfriend or brother. It goes with everything and it’s the symbol of the freedom of the holidays. The more you wear it, the better it ages. I have one from Balmain, with studs on the back and on one arm. To make it more luminous, the designer masterfully added some crystals in between the studs.
To use with the denim shorts, a black dress… or with everything!

8. A hat. It’s the best anti-age possible. Better than botox or liftings. It protects us from the sun, our enemy/friend, and I can no longer spend my summers without them. I like the broad ones, made of straw, raffia or fabric. The best, and hardest to find, are those by Annabel Ingall, an Australian designer. They are unbreakable, you can fold them and place them on the bottom of your luggage, that they will return to shape easily.
But any hat will do. The thing is to wear them from morning till dawn. They protect our face from harmful rays, but also accessorize our look and gives us glamour.

9. Shorts and tops to work out. They use little space in your luggage but give meaning to vacactions: sports and the time to practice them. I carry many quite old, because I love to exhaust them. I like the idea of using them as much as possible… It means I’ve really done my workout.

10. My Oscar de la Renta folk dress. It has gone with me to every vacation in the past 7 years. I’m not afraid to use it hundreds of times. I love the way it looks, its embroideries, the fall of its fabric. It represents summer to me. Every time I wear it I’m happy…

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Braderie at Alaïa's...

Can you imagine what it means, ten days to Christmas, a braderie of Alaïa in Paris? A braderie is a big big sale: in this case, of shoes, clothes and accessories of the most emblematic and beloved French designer. Parisian women love Alaïa!! From 17 to 80 years old, they all wear his dresses. And this time the sale had a purpose, because all the money raised would be given to the Center investigating Genetic Illnesses in Chrildren. 
There were no dressing rooms and we had to leave our coats in a room near the entrance... and then, it was up to you! I saw women naked who, with no embarrassment at all (there were many security men around), tried to fit in size-36 dresses or skirts.
Everyone went out with packed shopping bags... I bought a dress for my sister and tomorrow I'll be back for something for me... I had a flu today and did not feel like getting my clothes off...

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Ce soir, diner pour les Amis du Musée...

Numbers of this week in Paris...

7, the homeless asking for money I saw this morning while walking from my house to my Gym Club on rue Berri... that is, only 6 blocks. 30% more than last year.

30.000 euros, the average price of one of the 79 looks Chanel presented on Tuesday 6 for his Pre-Fall Collection, titled "Paris-Bombay."

80, the number of emblematic women of Paris invited to a lunch to celebrate Christmas, also on Tuesday 6, at Tiffany's flagship store on Rue Royale. We were given a beautiful souvenir...

1787, the year in which Mozart wrote the opera "Don Giovanni." This Wednesday 7 it was chosen for the opening of the Scala di Milano, conducted by Daniel Baremboin and with the presence of President Napolitano and the newly-appointed Prime Minister, Mario Monti.

-30%, the discount offered by Lanvin to its loyal customers on Fall-Winter 2011/2012 Collection prices. But only till today.

7 ºC, the average temperature in Paris this week.

200, the trees along the Champs-Elysées which, till January 23rd, will be decorated with three rings of led lights, four to seven meters high. This "Snowfall" rings will be used till Christmas 2015.

12 millones, the viewers who went this month to see the French movie "Intouchables:" the incredible and true story of the bond between a tetraplegic aristocrat who hires the service of a young African man who has just come out of prison. 

3 AAA. Losing them could mean a nightmare for the French...

1, my heart, and I offer it to my readers...

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Matinée Rêve d'Enfants...

Once again, I was invited to the special gala the AROP (Association pour le Rayonnement de l'Opera National de Paris), together with other patrons, offer to more than 600 kids, with no families or money, so that they can enjoy a performance of Opera.
This year it was "Cendrillon" (Cinderella), with music by Serge Prokofiev and choreography by Rudolf Nureyev. The choreography was, in fact, extremely original, presenting a modern-day Cinderella, who dreams of succeeding in Hollywood and who finds her prince charming in a movie director...
Wonderful set design and costume. Agnès Letestu, étoile de l'Opera, was really fantastic as Cinderella.
As usual, it was a pleasure to see the joy and hope in the eyes of the young people, specially three weeks from Christmas... 

Friday, December 2, 2011

Back in Paris...

I'm back home and with much to do...
I'll update the blog soon...
In the meantime, I want to congratulate my sister for the cover of Caras magazine and the interview on Hola!, both with beautiful photos by María Teresa Alvarez.
Cheers!

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Thanksgiving in St. Barth...

Outside the restaurant "L'Isola," the best in town...

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Sales, sales...

In the US, Tradition says that the day after Thanksgiving, one of the most important celebrations of the year, the first sales of the Fall-Winter season kick off. So, the first Friday after the holiday is now known as Black Friday. And many malls and department stores open their doors on midnight, giving birth to Midnight Madness: people being able to actually shop for 22 hours.
And today, Saturday, we have what's known as Small Business Saturday.
It sounds like a bit to much, right?
Anyway, in North Carolina, things got pretty ugly: on a parking lot outside Walmart, a commando group of thieves attacked the poor shoppers leaving happily with their precious bargains...
Another note: a crowd of thousands waited patiently outside Macy's, hoping to get inside...
All this shopping fever is trying to lift the temperature of the weak American economy...
Let's hope it works...

Shoppers entering Macy's at midnight...

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Versace for H&M... Part II

At 4 pm, I went back to the H&M store... There were only some printed dresses left and many many women walking around in disappointment...

Versace for H&M...

Wow, it was tough!
In spite my dear friend Marc got up really early to get in line by the Champs-Elysées around 5 am, and I got there around 9 am... It wasn't easy getting inside the H&M store!
I was told that even some people got there by 11 pm of the previous night!
But, as usual, H&M, a brand that has my total admiration for being able to catch the attention of such a diverse clientele, did everything just right...
As on previous occasions, we were allowed to enter in small groups and had only 15 minutes to shop inside.
Lots of amazing things, very Versace, of course: bags, neon dresses, leather jackets, flashy prints...
I bought a couple of dresses and many gifts.
A special note for the packaging: silk covers and colorful shopping bags.
Once again, another H&M success...

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Auction of Elizabeth Taylor's jewels at Christie's...

To tell you the truth, I didn't feel like dressing up and going out... I would have stayed at home... It's already cold, it's Fall and it gets dark much earlier now...
But, how could I not go to the private exhibition of Elizabeth Taylor's jewels, to be auction between the 13th and the 17th of December in Christie's New York?
I'm a great fan of the recently deceased actress. She was also a pisces, like myself. So, in her honor, I got dressed and gathered strength to leave home. All of Paris was there, including the Counts of Paris, the Princess of Bragance, the Duchess of Orléans and Hubert Guerrand Hermès, among others. I was very lucky to be also invited to the conference by Madame Francoise Cailles, an expert in the study of pearls. She told us the story of the "Peregrina," a unique pearl of 204 grs, that is more than 500 years old. In 1969, Richard Burton gave it to Liz and since then it has taken part of her collection. Now it's on sale...
I was bewitched by all the pieces... Cartier's ruby earrings, the huge "Elizabeth Taylor" diamond solitaire (33,19 karats), the "Mike Todd" earrings, JAR's ball clips... All those jewels have a soul and a particular story and were used by one of the most important actress in the history of cinema. Who will buy them now? I can only tell you that part of the money raised during the auction will go to the foundations she has always supported...

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Loulou de la Falaise...

An icon of fashion and Parisian elegance died a couple of days ago...
Louise Vava Lucia Henriette Le Bailly de la Falaise, known as Loulou de la Falaise, was born into a family where glamour and style felt natural. Her mother, Maxime, and her grandmother, Lady Roda Birley, marked their time with their particular fashion senses. Loulou was, from 1972, muse and best friend, together with Betty Catraoux, to Yves Saint Laurent. It was she who inspired the incredible jewelry of the maison, which was always her passion. She also worked as a mannequin.
For some years, she had her own jewelry boutiques and I remember accompanying my sister to buy a necklace on the one at Rue de Bourg.
After her marriage to an English Lord, she went out with Thadée Klossowski de Rola, son of the great artist Balthus. She was always related to the fashion world, worked for Harpers Bazaar and collaborated with Oscar de la Renta in his accessories line.
She had style and fantasy in her genes. And disappeared with only 63 years...

Thursday, November 3, 2011

La Beauté des Argentines...

If you want to know how a Parisian sees the women of Buenos Aires ("porteñas"), do read my friend Constance Bouteloup Charloux's blog. A beautiful blond that shares her days between Paris and Buenos Aires.
Te post is really funny. Click here to read it.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Tonight I cried because I'll never know how to tango...

Although I've just arrived from Marrakech, tonight I went to see the last performance in Paris, at the Theatre du Chatelet, of "Tanguera." This amazing Tango show, created in 2002 by Diego Romay and Mora Godoy, has already toured the world with huge success and, for the second time (the first one was in 2008), is being presented here, in Paris.
I've already seen the show in Buenos Aires, but I couldn't help seeing it again on a different setting and, above all, in such a passionate city for tango as Paris is... By the theatre's doors, many handed out brochures announcing tango classes in different Parisian neighborhoods... Tempting!
But no, it won't be. After 85 minutes of the best tango in the world, danced by incredible professionals, I've realized I will never be able to tango dance... I have no talent.
Theirs, however, is huge. And all the audience perceived it so, because they were given a standing ovation and asked for more, which they happily complied. A pleasure.
As usual, everything that has to do with Argentina gets me emotional... It must be that my heart just belongs there...

Monday, October 31, 2011

Talitha Getty, in Zahia...

As I told you on a previous post, here I give you the picture of Talitha Getty posing in one of the terraces of Zahia, the famous riad of Marrakech. The photo was taken by Patrick Lichfield in January 1969.

A view of Marrakech...

More on Marrakech...

When I spend some time in Marrakech, it's normally the muezzin's call for pray at 5 am what wakes me up. The first time I heard it, I jumped out of bed in panic. But now I'm used to this public manifestations of the Islam. So I fall back into sleeping easily, till breakfast arrives, of course, with its Moroccan delicacies: Luisa tea, "cornes des gazelles" (pastries made with almond flour), honey over Arab bread toasts, the true pitta bread.
I have a great passion for the cuisine of this country, specially because I can easily remove meat from many dishes (for those of you who don't know it, I'm a vegetarian). I mean... vegetables couscous, grilled eggplant salad with spices, tomato and sesame marmalade, cumin zucchinis, etc. And many teas: mint teas, jasmine teas, verbena teas...
The souks where spices and dried fruits are sold are incredible, be it because of its many colors or because of its strong and unique smells.
It's also worth visiting the souks of scents and black soaps. The Arabs make a cult of taking care of their body, something which start at the hamman, where they must rub themselves with a glove and the famous black soap (sold by weight). After the hamman, they might also go for a scrub with rassoul, which is a special mud for detoxing the skin. And finally, a massage with argan oil, made of the fruit of the arganier, which grows only in Morocco.
The argan oil has many virtues, a high quantity of vitamin E and Omega 6, and improves dry skin remarkably. There's a variety that can also be used for cooking.
All this wonders can be bought at the souks, open market and neuralgic center of the city. Thousands walk around it daily and tourists come in pilgrimage. You can find almost anything. But beware: you must know how to bargain! Salesmen take it almost as an insult if you pay full price. Bargaining is an art in many Arab countries.
At the souks you can also buy embroidered djellabas, fabrics, bags... Unique crafts.
Yves Saint Laurent loved Marrakech and Morocco and found here many inspirations for his collections. His love for this country was so immense that he chose to be buried here...

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Les Milles et une Nuit in Marrakech....

As usual, Marrakech has its particular charme, which makes it unique and one of the most popular touristic destinations in the world. And, as for the weather, this is by far the best time to come: hot and sunny during the day, fresh and windy during the night. 
The house where I'm staying is the famous Zahia, residence of the Gettys during the '70s (a picture of Talitha, an icon during that time, was taken in one of its many terraces) and then owned by Alain Delon. Now it belongs to my friends who are also stupendous hosts. 
It must be said that receiving friends is part of the Moroccan culture and the foreigners who own properties here adapt themselves to the local traditions and also love serving the exquisite Moroccan cuisine.
So coming to spend some days in Marrakech is a total change, much like entering into a new world, so different, in many senses, to my occidental origin.
To walk around the souk, the closed market that resembles Ali Baba's cave, is an experience for the eyes, in wonder with so many colors; for the smell, in awe with the scents of the spices, the perfumes, the rassoul; for the mouth, in joy with the taste of the "loukoums" and for the ears, surprised by the music of the "gnawas." Totally worth it... 
Et voilá, un "riad."

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Bal Jaune...

Just arrived to this unusually cold Paris (tonight we had 5°C), I went to the Bal Jaune, the mythical dinner held by the Fondation Ricard to announce the winner of the Best Young Artist in Contemporary Art of the Year Award. From October 20th, and until the 23rd, the FIAC (Foire d'Arts Contemporain) is being held in town at the Grand Palais and all the big collectors of the world, the artists and the curious are here. Of course, the Ricard Dinner is THE event of the week and no one would miss it. This year, the place chosen was the Theatre de Chaillot. Two hundred people were invited to the dinner and more than 3000 to the afterwards dance, which began at midnight and would have performances by the band "The New Beatles."
There were three long long tables, for 70 people each, and all had big center pieces with palm leaves. They looked amazing. I was fortunate enough to be seated near the alma mater of the Fondation, Corinne Ricard, who is also one of my best friends. The greatest lovers of contemporary art were all there, including Francois Pinault, Rita Caltagirone and the artist Gerard Garouste. I was seated next to Jean-Charles de Castelbajac, with whom I had a wonderful time. I've always admired his work as a fashion designer.
Of course, in unison we all toasted for France's Rugby team, which is to face the All Blacks tomorrow morning in the World Cup Final.
The French were well represented by their artists and also by the excellent menu, signed by the chef  Yannick Alléno, who prepared an original and exquisite menu.
The 13th Ricard Award was given to the young Adrien Missika, who will also have the privilege of showing his work during an entire month at the Centre Pompidou.
I did not stay for the dance, but as I left, I saw the long line of those waiting to get inside, in spite of the chilly weather...

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Wonderful Tonight...

What a great privilege to have Eric Clapton, once again, in Buenos Aires, after more than 10 years…
Tonight I had the honor, together with other 45.000 people, of witnessing a two-hour concert by the greatest guitar player in the world. And in spite of being 67 years old, he has lost none of his enormous talent. He looks more like an English college professor than a rock star. However, no one  knows how to suck the best music out of a guitar. His band, of course, is also excellent.
Yesterday’s glorious moment came when he played and sang "Wonderful Tonight," one of my top-ten favorite songs, specially after having read Pattie Boyd’s biography, who was his greatest love and also George Harrison’s wife. It was to her that she dedicated this song that is the most beautiful tribute a man can give to a woman. Let’s not forget that, previously, to conquer her, when she was still someone else’s wife, he wrote to her “Layla,” another of his most famous songs.  
In my next life I want to be a talented musician and spend my life on the stages of the world...
Good night to you all...

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Chanel in Buenos Aires...

Finally, after many many years of waiting, Chanel's perfumes and beauty products can finally be bought in Argentina! Today, at the Galerías Pacífico, Chanel opened a special space where you can see, try and desire the nail lacquers, the lipsticks, the eye-shadows and much more. I'm a great fan of their products. I've been using for more than 10 years the perfume Chanel N°5, in all its variations: body lotion, gel douche, eau de toilette. All my clothes smell like Chanel N°5. Not to mention the famous nail lacquer Black Satin, which I use constantly, or the rouge à levres Allure Velvet, shade La Distinguée, or the blushes Les Tissages... I consider Chanel's products to be among the best in the world...
And I'm always glad when things like this happen in Argentina.
I went to the cocktail with my sister, who wore a beautiful red Lanvin dress, and met many friends.
As I get ready to travel once again to Europe, my feelings towards Buenos Aires get more intense... and I would love to stay!

Friday, October 7, 2011

Coas Dinner 2011...

I promise not to publish photos of myself for a while... I've posted three in less than a week!!!
It's just that I've come from COAS (Cooperativa de Acción Social) Annual Dinner, which is one of the last charity events of the season, and of the year, before the presidential elections... And I want to tell you who it went!
As usual, an exceptional amount of people and many many donations. Almost all the most important brands and companies of Argentina wanted to be present to support COAS' volunteers, ladies who work, with no salaries, to gather the needed funds to buy and then donate equipments to public hospitals. And they achieve this with private donations, with the Feria de las Naciones, with COAS-Gourmet and anything else they can hold on to... Since they began, many decades ago, they were able to raise 50 million dollars and distribute the equivalent in equipments and machines to many many hospitals and health centers. A true successful cause.
Of course, the night had its share of frivolity, with splendid elegant women, dancing, shows (two songs from Chicago and Rent) and prizes to be drawn.
To my table I invited Argentine, French and Italian friends.
The music of the 70s made us dance and move all night...
Another COAS dinner. For me, probably, the number 15. But, as usual, a classic I never want to miss...

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

El Camarín...

On such a beautiful Spring day in Buenos Aires, I decided to go to the presentation of El Camarín's new collection, at the Museo Evita.
As you know, I get very emotional when listening to the song "Don't cry for me, Argentina,"but today's performance by singer Elena Roger left me absolutely breathless. Luckily enough, I could hide my tears under my Ray Bans!
Could it be because I love Argentina so much?
Who knows...
So, back to the presentation, I liked what I saw. A very personal collection, not at all "inspired" by foreign designers, with neutral hues, antique laces, very serene and tidy.
I congratulate the designer, because her pieces where able to shine in spite of being presented on such a historic surrounding, as it's the Museum's patio. 
Of course, as it happens on all this events, many beautiful women among the guests, all gathered by Grupo Mass+.
With my friend Georgina Alliata.

Monday, October 3, 2011

Fundaleu's Benefic Dinner...

As it happens annually, tonight we had Fundaleu's Benefic Dinner at the Alvear Palace Hotel, with the presence of many celebrities who, as usual, had no trouble working as waiters for the many tables. If I'm not mistaken, this one was Fundaleu's (Foundation fighting Leukemia) 16th Gala and, judging by the number of sponsors and tables sold, it turned out to be a huge success. Among the celebrity-waiters were Facundo Arana, Mirtha Legrand, Miguel del Sel, models, athletes, football players such as Martín Palermo and businessmen such as Cristiano Ratazzi. 
This year I must point out the incredible salon decorations by Gerardo Acevedo which, as you can see on my picture, where sensational and fairy-tale like. The menu was specially prepared by La Bourgogne's Chef, Jean-Paul. 
There were many prizes and special gifts to be drawn among guests... but I, recently landed from Paris, with a "jet lag" of 5 hours, could not bear my sleepiness, and fled back home... Early Cinderella. 
I can only tell you that the music was great, but my long Oscar de la Renta dress made it impossible for me to move the way I like. 
Many beautiful and elegant women, of course. A special note to Viviana Canosa, who has been charmingly improving her image year after year....
Well, time for bed. I was thrilled to participate in such beneficial event, at least for a few hours...

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Don't cry for me Argentina...

Photo credit: Johnny Vilagrain
For the second time in a row, we had an Argentine Fashion Week à Paris.
Thanks to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Argentina and the Fundación ExportAR, seven of the best Argentine designers and their favorite models traveled to Paris to present their collections in a great show on the first floor of the Eiffel Tower, at the Gustave Eiffel salon.
Lucky enough, this September 29th proved to be a splendid summer day, sunny and hot. As another tourist of the crowd, I went to the Eiffel Tower and waited in line to get to the elevator... 
With enormous joy I met many dear Argentine and Brazilian friends, all gathered by Abraao Ferreira, who was in charged of the press and guests. 
After an acceptable delay, the show began with the native looks proposed by Cardón, which were then followed by the Haute Couture dresses by Laurencio Adot, Iaia Cano and Claudio Cossano (absent due to a personal tragedy, but well represented by model Liz Solari, beautiful with her new haircut...).
It was then the turn of Carlos di Doménico, always glamorous, of Jorge Ibañez, with model Ingrid Grudke, and of Gabriel Lage, who wrapped-up the show with an amazing embroidered nude dress, worn by Carolina Pampita Ardohain.
All designers tried to show their best: shocking and shining dresses to wear at night. Will Parisians believe Argentine women dress like that every day? That they always go out looking like that? Jokes apart, the runway presented a sensual, mysterious and quite fatale woman.
Photo credit: Johnny Vilagrain
The grand finale came with Madonna's version of "Don't cry for me, Argentina." And I'm so romantic, that every time I listen to it, I cry!
Do to my anxiety to attend the show, I left at home my camera... A pity!
I took these pictures with my iPhone... I apologize for the mediocre results.
P.S.: Thanks to Johnny Vilagrain, official photographer of the show, I can post better ones!

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Going out on a night of "Eté Indien" in Paris...

There's a famous French song by Joe Dassin, an artist who died too young and who is one of my favorites, which is called "L'eté Indien." It talks about those wonderful days that, in the northern hemisphere, by the end of September and beginning of October, mysteriously bring back the Summer.
And this year in Paris we seem to be having a lovely "eté indien." Today we had 26°C and it is said that we'll be having a week of sun and days with 30°C.
Paris is, usually, marvelous but now, with this radiant sun, incredible light and amazing dusks, it's absolutely breath-taking.
The best part is that this meteorological phenomenon comes just in time for the Fashion Week, so it's impossible to stay at home!
This afternoon I took my friends Alessandro and Viviana, an Italian and an Argentine model, guests at my house and in Paris because of the runway show of the Argentine designers, to a cocktail and then dinner out.
First, we went to the cocktail at Ralph Lauren's boutique on Avenue Montaigne, where the brand was presenting it's new challenge: a jewelry collection. Many beautiful pieces, big golden bracelets and watches with black crocodile leather straps and diamonds on the face.
It's going to be a huge success.
All of Paris was there. I'd like to point out model Tasha de Vasconcellos, who looked amazing.
Then we went to Galignani, my favorite bookshop, where writer Charles Dantzig was presenting his last novel "Dans un avion pour Caracas." Apart from knowing Charles personally, he's a great and educated writer and I had already read the book, which I absolutely loved. It's always a pleasure to hear someone who knows what he's talking about!
To wrap the night, we went to have dinner at Mathis, which is a restaurant-lounge where you can find the most diverse of people: from actors such as Francis Huster to international artists, high-society women and outcasts of the night.
I go there because of their lentil salad and the sesame-crusted tuna.
After dinner I left my friends to enjoy the pleasures of Paris by night and went back home, as Cinderella... my carriage-blog was waiting for me to update it...

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Le Bon Marché...

When it's grey outside, when I'm feeling lonely or when I simply need to rest my mind, I go to the Bon Marché: a traditional, classic but yet luxurious store in Paris.
The Bon Marché is not the typical popular department store, as Galeries Lafayette or Printemps.
Not at all.
To begin with, it's on the Rive Gauche, on the 7eme arrondisement to be more precise. That makes it different. It's less touristic, more intellectual. It's never crowded. It has only three floors, not very large, and everything is in it's right place.
Today, as soon as I heard that the Gala at the Opera, which I had to attend at 6:45 pm, was cancelled due to a strike, I fled to the Bon Marché.
Fall is here and the new collection are in store already. And, till October 15th, there's a special exhibition dedicated to London and a special floor to promote British designers. 
I went straight there to check out two dresses by Mary Katranzou, a new English designer, of Greek origins, who specializes in prints.
Unfortunately, one was too big for me and the other too tight around the shoulders... A pity.
I spent some time admiring the new shoes by Charlotte Olypmpia, one of my favorite designers. The new Smythson's notebooks in (fake) emerald crocodile leather also caught my attention. Still bare-handed, I went down to the second floor.
The Bon Marché is very "tendances," so next to designers such as Lanvin or Pucci, I could check the collections of newer talents, such as Anthony Vaccariello and Bouchra Jarrar (a French-Moroccan much talked-about these days).
I saw a black dress by Vaccariello, super sexy, but with too much cleavage for winter.
Anyway, there's nothing as Lanvin's dresses... It's a pity that my sister already has the one I liked best (a red one with a cape on one shoulder).
I went then to the ground floor, the one with the cosmetics and perfumes, and also accessories.
I bought a superb pair of semi-long gloves in black leather, to have them ready for the colder days. And I came back home to take my tea, listen to a sonata by Liszt and write my post...

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Taking the plane to Paris...

With a mixture of feelings (joy, fear, tiredness, curiosity) I jumped into my "plane" dress: a black, super classic, sleeve-less, 1998 Chanel dress. Chanel. together with Lanvin, is one of the few Maisons that include the production date on the labels of their clothes, so you can always tell when they were done and know how old they are...
So, back to my post, with my LBD, my three huge suitcases and my carry-on, I sped to Ezeiza to board Air France 417 flight, the one that every day, in the afternoon, connects Buenos Aires to Paris. For me it's like a branch of my house. I always know where I'll be seating (by the aisles, because I'm claustrophobic), what I'll be eating (I take my own food from home: soy burgers, veggies and fennel tea... what they serve on the plane is usually too salty for my taste...), what I'll be reading (the last issues of the main French magazines will be available on board and I devour them with passion...), etc.
After so many years of "hopping" from one country to the other, this travel routine is part of my life. Luckily I'm not afraid of flying: the plane can shake as a cocktail maker that I won't notice.
This time, the only difference with previous flights was the VIP service I was offered by Aeropuertos Argentina 2000, courtesy of Jorge Lukowsky... a pleasure.
The rest went by as usual and as soon as the "fasten your seat belts" sign was off, I ran to change into my "plane" sweat pants and my black cashmere cardigan, also for "plane use." That's when I realized it needed replacing. This one is from 1997, when my bag was stolen at Roissy's Airport and the one I had, disappeared with it... 
I love the time alone I spend on board. You get to see everything from another point of view, judge what you've been doing, what you'll be doing and what you want to do. That's why I always carry my red Filofax with me, to jot down thoughts, ideas, lists of things to do... In spite of considering myself quite "cybernetic," there are certain things I prefer to write in my own handwriting.
After putting my watch 5 hours forward, one of my secrets to avoid jet-lag, I saw one of the movies, "Blue Valentine" (really sad love story), and fell into a refreshing sleep...
... Which was interrupted when one of the passengers opened his window and the sun invaded the cabin...
We were close to landing.
And there was Paris, splendid this time of the year, by the end of Summer and the beginning of Winter, waiting for me...

Thursday, September 8, 2011

I'm listening "Vedo Nero",,,

This is the IT song in the Italian and European Summer. Adelmo "Zucchero" Fornaciari has been one of my favorite artists for many years now and he's a genius.
Enjoy this beautiful video...

Monday, September 5, 2011

I like Lanvin...

I want to share with you this video done by Steven Meisel for Lanvin... A unique piece of humor and style.
Enjoy...

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Dear readers...

With so many comings and goings, trips and journeys, I missed to remember our blog's 2nd Anniversary, which was on August 27th. So, today, I want to celebrate it with you and thank you deeply for joining me in this adventure!

Dinner in benefit of Unicef...

Almost two months ago, Gabriel Oliveri, Alma Mater of the Four Seasons Hotel in Buenos Aires, contacted me to invite me to the Gala in benefit of Unicef and the celebration of the 90th Anniversary of the Mansion owned by the hotel. Of course I could not refuse, so I scheduled my return to Buenos Aires bearing this event in mind. The dress code asked for looks with details based in the 1920s.
In Paris, my very-creative friend Marc Mahon did to me a headwear with really tall feathers that looked amazing, but maybe too Folies Bergère, so I didn't have the courage to use it tonight. I went with my Cavalli dress in a Tiffany shade and a pair of gloves I bought this afternoon in a rush. Gervasio Larrivey, my make-up artist friend, applied to me some fake eyelashes and like that I went out to the cold night in the city.
The party, which had many important sponsors, was very well organized, specially the room decorations, designed by Gerardo Acevedo, with combinations of feathers (I would have liked them on my head) and stained-glass dragonflies. Really stunning.
Then I must admits most female guests did a hard work to comply with the dress code: from Soledad Silveyra and Natalia Oreiro, godmother to the event, to the many models dressed by local designers with their 1920s inspirations. I liked the looks of Ingrid Grudke by Jorge Ibañez, Karina Mazzocco by Carlos Di Doménico, Jimena Buttigliengo by Fabián Zitta and Lara Bernasconi by Laurencio Adot... I felt like being back in 1929 (a little because of the economic meltdown too)...
Griselda Siciliani and Carlos Casella did a musical performance and sang a couple of duets. 
The food was also really tasty and appropriate.
Many prizes were promised for the night (for example, a stay at the Four Seasons Hotel in Paris, the famous George V), but my lack of sleep and willingness to write this post were stronger and, like Cinderella, I was off before midnight.
Anyway, I wish to point out that not all were feathers and sequins.... The funds gathered at the Gala will be given to Unicef to improve the facilities in more than a hundred hospitals and thus prevent many health-related issues. It's nice then to wear costumes and feathers (boy, I can't take feathers off my mind tonight) when there's such an aim to achieve...

Monday, August 29, 2011

To my readers...

I want to beg you to forgive me for not writing these past days, dear readers... But I've been traveling and had nothing interesting to tell you about... Just hours spent on airports and flights...
But I've just arrived to Buenos Aires and I will soon go on with my posts.
Thank you for reading my blog!!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

The Best and Worst of Ibiza...

Back in the continent, here's my opinion of my stay in Ibiza, this original island, so full of contrasts...
The Best...
1. The Sea, specially that of Formentera: turquoise-blue, transparent... beautiful.
2. The countryside. The surroundings of San Mateu, San Gertrudis, the north. A dream come true, with those estates of the 18th Century, typical buldings with stone walls which, luckily, still remain intact.
3. The sandals at Pedro's. Made of leather, with straps around the ankles, super chic.
4. Vicente Ganesha's shop. I liked everything he had: caftans, beach wraps, echarpes. Just the right look for Ibiza. And he is charming.
5. Eggplants with parmesan cheese, from the restaurant "Las Dos Lunas," and its ambient music. Both excellent.
6. Sunsets from Punta Galera. Breathtaking.
The Worst...
1. The way the city of Eivissa, and specially Sant Antoni, were urbanized... A tasteless disaster, with lack of harmony and aesthetic. A pity.
2. The charters which arrive on Fridays from the north of Europe bringing plenty of teens to the Discos. They stay sleepless till Sunday... and then, off they go back home. What can I say?
3. The Discos. I love dancing and partying, but that huge amount of soulless discos definitely does not interest me. This, in spite of the many artists that perform in them (Jamiroquai, Seal, Moby).
4. The seaport of Marina Botafoch... Too modern in comparison to the feel of the island.
5. The Atzaró... way too many styles (hindi, thai, etc.) all together.
6. Lots of tourists, too many... But, well, it's August after all... 

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Diner at Atzaró...

Everyone told me so much about him, that we ended having dinner together!!
During my stay in Ibiza I couldn't miss the chance to meet Carlos Martorell, the famous Spanish P.R.
And he gently invited us to visit and have dinner at Atzaró, a huge resort not far from Santa Eularia.
Carlos has been one of the first promoters and witness of the touristic development of the island, and by the 70s he was already spending summers here.
Of course there's no famous person visiting Ibiza that Carlos has not met.
Nowadays, in addition to his job, he writes a blog called "El Observador Solitario," which is a huge success, with more than 200.000 visits per month.
The dinner was lovely, full of stories and anecdotes of this amazing place.
We would have stayed talking till dusk...

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Pachá...

As my loyal readers know, I'm no fan of nightlife. But to be in Ibiza, Mecca of the nightclubs, and go to no party is almost ridiculous...
This is why I said yes to an invitation to the famous Pachá, where Carlos Martorell, a world-known P.R, organized a Flower-Power-themed party. Having to get there by 1 a.m. sounded already like an adventure to me, but I had to cope. The dress-code demanded a 70s' look, inspired in the hippie flower-power era, so I used, for the thirtieth time, my beloved Oscar de la Renta dress, with two silver cuffs I bought on a street stall. It was the most appropriate look I could find.
What a thrill to be in a real disco! The music... wonderful! I couldn't stop dancing and watching others dance, to imitate their steps. I enjoyed myself a lot. A very good-looking, half-naked waiter came to offer me a drink... I would have ordered a chamomile tea! But I improvised and asked for a "vodka with tonic" (?). Of course, I did not even taste it.
Among the VIP guests were Natalia Vodianova and the Hilton sisters, both playing with their blackberries.
Many Spanish personalities, such as Ana Obregón, and some Italian vedettes, such as Simona Ventures. Also others I couldn't recognize. 
By 2 a.m. we were out, and as we stepped on the street, we saw the never-ending line to get inside... 
I've been tired all day today, wishing to finally go to bed early.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Ibiza...

So I'm already in Ibiza... I'll look around and tell you all about it soon...

Friday, August 5, 2011

Paris in August...

I love cities in summer... There's not too much people, everything is quieter, there's no traffic jams and everyone is softer and less electric.
And, in August, Paris is truly empty. Between the 5th and the 21st almost 80% of stores are closed and even banks open from Tuesday to Thursday!
In general, August is the month of the Middle East tourists, who run away from the 45ºC in their hometowns. But this year, Ramadan (very important for the Muslims, who fast all day, till dawn) began on August 1st, so even the Arabs have gone.
The big 5-star Hotels, such as the George V, the Crillon or the Ritz, have seen their loyal customers go, so they era promoting lower prices to attract visitors.
However, Paris, empty as it is, is more beautiful than ever.
The few that have stayed behind ride happily on their bikes, visit the many parcs and eat at the usually crowded restaurants. The only place where you can see people is on Champs-Elyseés Ave., and specially outside the Abercrombie & Fitch store, which opened three months ago and it's still a success.
The rest, a true desert: hair salons are all closed, as also shoes stores... and even fish shops don't receive fresh fish... better not to eat!
But I don't care... This low-speed city is still a pleasure!

Monday, August 1, 2011

Ciao Grecia...

After 10 magnificent days of radiant sun (while it's been raining from St. Tropez to Capri), of a more transparent sea than that of the Caribbean and of a cuisine as I adore... it's time for me to go back to Paris.
If they lasted the 365 days of the year they wouldn't be holidays, right?
Greece is one of my all-time favorite destinations and I try to come here every year.
However, these past two have been special because of the economic crisis that threatens the country. But the Greek still receive tourists as charmingly as ever and, apparently, you don't feel the crisis at all.
It's August and it looks like a Babel tower: you can hear so many different languages being spoken around you that it's hard to tell them apart! I can't really say if I'm listening to Russian, Hebrew, Danish or Norwegian... I even bet against myself to guess the country of origin of my beach neighbors or those seating next to my table...
As for the cuisine... There's no food I enjoy more than the Greek: grilled octopus, feta cheese, grilled zucchinis, tomatoes from Santorini, roasted eggplants, 0% yoghurts with a touch of honey... Not to mention the huge capers and black olives (which I don't eat. but enjoy just by seeing and smelling), tuna carpaccios and olive oils. So simple and tasty...
Every time I eat, I imagine Ulysses and Enea eating just the same... Local produce are so good that they haven't change much in the past millennia.
To recommend, the restaurant Kalita, with its octopus carpaccio and bean puree. Also Nobu, at the Belvedere Hotel, Agua in Little Venice and Kuzina, in the beach of Ornos.
Many nice stores with beach wear, colorful and original. My favorite: SOHO SOHO.
Well, time to go.
Ciao Grecia, all'anno prossimo...