AMERICA'S TOPSHOP MODEL Moss
Where: Barney's, 7th Floor
Who: Models, slaves to fashion, super interns, gays
Why: Because Kate Moss's "discount" collection is only a few hundred dollars stateside
Refreshments: Veuve, Veuve, Veuve
Swag: Cardboard Kate Moss masks (required that guests punch out nostril holes themselves—scanned image after the jump!)
Last night's private launch party for Kate Moss's Top Shop line at Barney's was everything a fashion industry party should be. Held in a lavish department store filled with praetorian cater-waiters passing out esoteric crudités, quail eggs, and goose liver puffs, it showcased self-important boldfacers and chattering fashionistas in architectural tutus and excessive sequins.
The superwaif of the evening held court and chain-swigged champagne in the center of a crowd of paparazzi and well-heeled socialites with their digicams out, all vying for a souvenir snapshot. Though Moss seemed fairly uninterested in talking to anyone but her fellow British top model Agyness Deyn and Harvey Weinstein (who arrived with arm candy Georgina Chapman), Radar managed to get a word in to ask her how regular girls might look in a collection inspired by a size zero wardrobe. "I don't know," she responded in a chirpy cockney accent. "These are just the things I like to wear." Well-played, Katie.