T by Alexander Wang dress, Sonia Rykiel pour H&M bra, Chanel purse, Topshop boots
It's almost a given now, that if someone thinks of going to La Maison for a night of near-anonymity, we end up in one of its cushy baroque sofas, later on the floor with the rest of the city-weary unknowns, slipping and sliding against each other while moving in sync to the Frenchified spun music. La Maison only launched officially two weeks ago - I called my girls, JC and B, to don some black on that Black Friday and party up with some Kitsuné. I myself chose to don the T by Alexander Wang cowl back dress I scored at the Shopbop summer sale (with additional 20% off) - it's likely the sheerest thing ever, but it's also too comfortable for that to matter, especially on an outdoor dance floor.
We had the pleasant surprise of Fred also attending the party with J, and J's friend Timothy coming down - in the vein of small societies, I know Tim from the first junior college I attended for a brief two months before enrolling at the junior college I graduated from. What a small, small world after all.
After dancing our feet off, we indulged in 3am burgers and fries at Serene Centre before JC and I returned to her own maison and retired for the night, recovering our energy in the morning with sunshine and a good breakfast, for more lunches and a school reunion later during the day...