Hey There, Young Fellows

The weather outside was pure Northeast, but inside the Frick Collection last night, we were in Morocco—OK, El Morocco, to be precise. To mark its 75th anniversary, the uptown museum's Young Fellows invited about 600 bright young things to party like it was 1935 amid a backdrop meant to evoke New York nightclubs of yore. There were classic hors d'oeuvres (shrimp cocktails, deviled quail eggs), Lucite-topped bars, and planters of orchids and palm leaves. No swing dancing here, though: "This is the Young Fellows, not the old fellows," explained Caitlin Davis, as some of her fellow committee members tested their Vera Wang gowns with some twenty-first-century bumping and bending in the Music Room next door. (Wang, who co-sponsored with Tiffany & Co., was reportedly still in Vancouver.) Billed as the Diamond Deco Ball, this soirée was scattered with rocks, turbans, and bias-cut dresses—not to mention guests who weren't going to let a little blizzard get in the way of their important social duties. Said Lauren Remington Platt, who'd been at two parties before this one: "What weather? I'm going around with my boots and a plastic bag." Jewelry designer Lisa Salzer, meanwhile, had arrived in a stretch limo. "It was all the car service had left," she said. "But it feels like prom!"


—Darrell Hartman

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