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Monday, August 6, 2007

Rex's Fiftieth Birthday Party, August 25, 2007 (click on images to enlarge)


The centerpiece was a personalized creation by Mr. Jess Durfee (at the core was a delicious carrot cake).

Rex looked very happy at his birthday party, held at Jennifer and Michael's fabulous moderne house in Ocean Beach. Michael holds Master Jack, the host of the party, who looks on admiringly at the guest of honor. Jack said, "It's not my birthday. It's Rex's birthday. My birthday is in February." (Yes, he said, "February" more clearly than I can.)

Head gear was all the rage at Rex's party. Hats, hats, hats. This season, the Regal Ming Dynasty look is very in.

As well as the more Asian Rice Paddy Field Peasant look.

Some of the Society guests came hatless. Brooke Astor and Ms. Guggenheim, of course, wore tiaras, but for security reasons, they preferred not to be photographed. Keith and Rachel discuss Mr. Darce's new brew. Her admiration is apparent.

At any affair before Labor Day, of course, one is never remiss to wear white. Summer white will never go out of style in shirts, teeth, the lot.

The hostess wore a hat by Anna Sui. Ms. Sui calls it "Burger Queen."

Master Jack rejected the Ms. Sui hat, declaring his undying loyalty to Mr. Mizrahi's designs.

Some of the guests could not stop themselves experimenting with unfortunate fashion combinations. Here is a regrettable example.


Glamorous facial hair will never go out of fashion, headwear or not! Some of the ladies reported moments of "Beard Envy."

The sumptuous Margaritas prepared by the hostess were enjoyed by all. And by some a little too much.

Some of the guests conducted pagan rites with children to mark the occasion. Ms. Penni is here holding the "host" to the "baptised diaper." It is an ancient Celtic ritual of purification, apparently.

Master Jack is thrilled with the outcome!

Is there ever a party without its fishing tale?

Fortunately, Mr. Gordon had his little fashion error pointed out by Cheryl, one of the more observant female guests. As usual, a wayward fly left open.

Despite widespread rumors about Mr. Wockner's personal life, he continues to make young women swoon. Fifty is the new twenty.

3 comments:

POLAR said...

Love the black bear t-shirt

Blabbeando said...

So great to meet ya

Shauntae AuPair said...

It was great to meet ya, I thoroughly enjoyed our chat. It is not often I have a conversation about religious kitsch on a hill overlooking the Pacific Ocean.