This may come as a surprise, but we don’t actually spend every afternoon at Paperless Post HQ sipping Earl Grey and eating cucumber sandwiches on fine china. (We only wish we did.)
The end of one era is the beginning of another. Here’s to New Year’s celebrations that take us back to a mod future.
Earlier this week, we planned a meeting (read: collision) of two delightfully different worlds: 200 of the most fashionable people in New York were invited to the city’s favorite dive bar to toast our collaboration with Derek Blasberg. Always the inspired party-thrower, Blasberg had a vision of models, muses, and rockstars nibbling Hooter’s hot wings and sipping on Veuve Clicquot in a joint typically frequented by bikers and barflies. This tall request may have daunted the novice party thrower, but your faithful stationers were up to the task. Just don’t try this at home, kids.
Derek Blasberg knows a thing or two about parties. Publications like Vogue and Style.com have heralded him as one New York’s most-invited guests and sought-after plus-ones, and something of a social genius, to boot. (For his thirtieth birthday extravaganza he threw what was later called the “chicest barnyard bash in history”; other party themes have included a “mod-velous ball” and “trailer park couture.”) But there’s no rest for the weary—when the party’s over, Blasberg goes to work as Harper Bazaar’s youngest-ever editor at large and a New York Times bestselling author two times over.
Truman Capote sat poolside, writing deliberately in a 10-cent composition book. The writer had made a name for himself with his 1958 novella Breakfast at Tiffany’s and, by early 1966, was making headlines with his true crime thriller In Cold Blood. But his latest work was more important and daring than either book: for months, Capote wrote and rewrote the 540 names that would make the final guest list for his lavish Black and White Ball.
During the dog days of summer—when the sun is high and the most important ingredient in a beverage is ice—we daydream about dancing the heat off in Mykonos. Our favorite hot-weather party theme harks back to the island’s tipping point, when a idyllic enclave in the middle of the Aegean turned into a hedonistic playground.