PARIS — It was amateur night at the Lido in Paris on Wednesday night — out in the audience, at least.
“I’ve never been here before,” announced Sofia Coppola, who, along with Carine Roitfeld and Alber Elbaz, another cabaret virgin, hosted the party of Paris Fashion Week, a black-tie dinner in honor of the launch of “Les Girls.” It’s the latest tome published by Lisa Eisner’s and Roman Alonso’s Greybull Press and showcases Daniel Frasnay’s photos of the Lido’s showgirls during the Fifties.
The fete itself was a Los Angeles-meets-Paris extravaganza. A giggling Kirsten Dunst took a pre-dinner twirl across the dance floor with the Marilyn Agency’s Robert Ferrell, while Parisians Marisa Berenson, Loulou de la Falaise, Ondine de Rothschild, Victoire de Castellane and Vanessa Seward looked on and Angelenos Zoe Cassavetes, Jacqui Getty, Brad Dunning and Magda Berliner cheered. Of course, while Dunst was no competition for the high-kicking, high-camp professionals who followed, one couldn’t help imagining what Gwen Stefani would have brought to the show. “Oh my God,” she said as the first flashy number started. “I so want to be in it!”
Out in the gasping crowd, Rolf Snoeren snapped pictures of the dancers with his camera phone. And Eisner, whose purple-feathered headdress was dyed to match her Lanvin gown, was in kitsch heaven. “It’s so Vegas,” she gushed as the plumed girls strutted by. “But even better than Vegas, it’s Paris.”
This story first appeared in the March 4, 2005 issue of WWD. Subscribe Today.