Douglas Doppleganger
Last night House and Garden celebrated their 50 new trendsetters for 2006.
Included in this tony list of design creatures is my friend Douglas Little, modern alchemist and purveyor of curious goods.
I saw him posed out in top hats, lamb chops and tea cups in several magazines and realized that we must meet. After obtaining his cell phone number through one of my thousands of contacts I give him a bell, explain who I am and let him know that we were seperated at birth. He was delighted.
In the fall we met at Barneys with his charming boyfriend to go through his collection of candles, spider webs and corseted chairs, all which were my dream come true.
I covered him for Spoon magazine and since then we have become quite chummy enjoying lunch at the National Arts Club and emails zizzing back and forth. He has a show coming out on Bravo and he would like to include me. I am crossing every hair on my body.
I was delighted to attend last nights event and was eager to go into dandy overdrive outfit wise. I think I may of gone overboard.
It just so happens I have shaved my bear, grown lamb chops and a bushy stache in preperations for my trip to Egypt in April. I want to give a creaky colonial image while there to invoke a little 1890's into the trip.
Changing my look has required me to change so much more! 1940's fedora's dont look right with lambchops, preppy Brooks Brothers suits simply look wrong. Ive been sporting random top hats from Rod's studio, lots of envelope hats as well as his little sista souldjah civil war-esque caps. The look is going the direction of PT Barnum but it is quite fun to play dress up at 29 years of age.
Last nights ensemble included a 1907 frock coat, ysl button down, gucci black pants and Westwood patent shoes. Justin Giunta made me an amazing gold necklace loaded with charms, coral, watches and fobs, many that I found in my grandmothers old jewelry box.
Justin and I met at his place, had only a couple of cocktails and walked over to the event. We walked in and nobody said a thing or asked our names. We thought it was quite strange. Then it started to happen, "Oh Hi! I love your candles!", "Hi Douglas! So good to see you!", "Oh Mr. Little your portrait looks great over there!"
EVERYONE thought I was Douglas Little.
It was quite fun because it was a great way to meet people. An editor from House and Garden ran up and kissed me and then I had to explain who I was and she introduced me to Joe Zee. Mayer Russ, the editor of House and Garden came up and introduced himself. He knew I wasn't Douglas but was very humored when all of his PR people began buzzing around me with walkie talkies.
Justin and I had a great time, met lots of cool people and ate our weight in caviar and pate. Douglas finally arrived and it all came together for the crowd. Douglas' hat was much taller, he was a red head and he had a huge silver fox draped over his shoulders. It was obvious who was with Douglas, we were a cabinet of curiosities all by ourselves. Tattoed men, be hatted ladies in vintage gowns and everyone was dripping in jewelry.
Leaving the party while we were still having fun we headed back to Justins and met up with my newest interest, Alessio.
Yes my friends the siren of the port of NYC has been singing again. This beautiful boy is in town from Milan for the Armory show and leaves on Tuesday. He is a painter, writer and pianist whos music is in the Whitney Biennial as we speak. Did I mention he is absolutely gorgeous?
Alas, enjoy it while it lasts.
Amor est vitae essentia
Included in this tony list of design creatures is my friend Douglas Little, modern alchemist and purveyor of curious goods.
I saw him posed out in top hats, lamb chops and tea cups in several magazines and realized that we must meet. After obtaining his cell phone number through one of my thousands of contacts I give him a bell, explain who I am and let him know that we were seperated at birth. He was delighted.
In the fall we met at Barneys with his charming boyfriend to go through his collection of candles, spider webs and corseted chairs, all which were my dream come true.
I covered him for Spoon magazine and since then we have become quite chummy enjoying lunch at the National Arts Club and emails zizzing back and forth. He has a show coming out on Bravo and he would like to include me. I am crossing every hair on my body.
I was delighted to attend last nights event and was eager to go into dandy overdrive outfit wise. I think I may of gone overboard.
It just so happens I have shaved my bear, grown lamb chops and a bushy stache in preperations for my trip to Egypt in April. I want to give a creaky colonial image while there to invoke a little 1890's into the trip.
Changing my look has required me to change so much more! 1940's fedora's dont look right with lambchops, preppy Brooks Brothers suits simply look wrong. Ive been sporting random top hats from Rod's studio, lots of envelope hats as well as his little sista souldjah civil war-esque caps. The look is going the direction of PT Barnum but it is quite fun to play dress up at 29 years of age.
Last nights ensemble included a 1907 frock coat, ysl button down, gucci black pants and Westwood patent shoes. Justin Giunta made me an amazing gold necklace loaded with charms, coral, watches and fobs, many that I found in my grandmothers old jewelry box.
Justin and I met at his place, had only a couple of cocktails and walked over to the event. We walked in and nobody said a thing or asked our names. We thought it was quite strange. Then it started to happen, "Oh Hi! I love your candles!", "Hi Douglas! So good to see you!", "Oh Mr. Little your portrait looks great over there!"
EVERYONE thought I was Douglas Little.
It was quite fun because it was a great way to meet people. An editor from House and Garden ran up and kissed me and then I had to explain who I was and she introduced me to Joe Zee. Mayer Russ, the editor of House and Garden came up and introduced himself. He knew I wasn't Douglas but was very humored when all of his PR people began buzzing around me with walkie talkies.
Justin and I had a great time, met lots of cool people and ate our weight in caviar and pate. Douglas finally arrived and it all came together for the crowd. Douglas' hat was much taller, he was a red head and he had a huge silver fox draped over his shoulders. It was obvious who was with Douglas, we were a cabinet of curiosities all by ourselves. Tattoed men, be hatted ladies in vintage gowns and everyone was dripping in jewelry.
Leaving the party while we were still having fun we headed back to Justins and met up with my newest interest, Alessio.
Yes my friends the siren of the port of NYC has been singing again. This beautiful boy is in town from Milan for the Armory show and leaves on Tuesday. He is a painter, writer and pianist whos music is in the Whitney Biennial as we speak. Did I mention he is absolutely gorgeous?
Alas, enjoy it while it lasts.
Amor est vitae essentia
