Obscene City: New Fantasy Issue

by Matthew Bedard


Picture this: a breezy 73 degrees, a bevy of models, a bevy in your hand, a bevy of laughs in every corner. A new fantasy? Well, for some, but for us, the course’s par. And yet, we’ll never dis chance when it’s time to dance, for no night is ever the same! It starts up a windy road in Beverly Hills where the exceptional Casa Perfect, a new design showroom concept from visionary David Alhadeff’s The Future Perfect, debuted its sprawling digs and lived up to its perfective moniker. An ensemble of artsy artsters reclined into the high-end corners of Elvis Presley’s former pad, while Maestro Dobel tequila poured and DJ Jonjon Battles spun the sounds of anti-silence out o’er The Hills. 

To the Stella McCartney Pre-Fall ’18 smorgasbord of high fashion meets tunes meets vegan pigs in a blanket, where BØRNS, Grimes, Beck, Leon Bridges, St. Vincent, and Sir Paul McCartney sang it to the rafters and it all went up in smoke. To The Broad in DTLA, where we welcomed the Louis Vuitton-powered Jasper Johns: Something Resembling Truth exhibition, caught a quick thumb wrestle with Mark Bradford and triple air-kissed Karlie Kloss. Oh my! Back up to the ‘wood to toast NBA All-Star Weekend alongside our pals, Nike, for an all-female dinner event at Revolve Social Club with bites provided by Natalia Pereira of Wood Spoon, which honored women of all walks, and walkaway they did with a spanking new pair of The 1 Reimagined sneakers. 

DJs Bianca Lexis and Ioanna Gika tickled the nobs and Maestro Dobel Tequila and Scribe Winery kept us warmer than the frosty night might have otherwise wished. While now feeling more than spry and extra-high on double chromosomal X’s, we cozied up to another dinner table in Hollywood, accented by a cooking class from Jon & Vinny’s Courtney Storer to celebrate Carbon38’s new Femme Moderne collection. Back downtown! To toast the iconic Mr. Chow’s 50th Anniversary (and the Chinese New Year!) alongside folks like Al Pacino and Anjelica Huston, where we ate enough duck to fly. They say everyone’s entitled a fantasy of some kind, and we agree, but we’d sooner make entitlement fantastic.