It was all sprouting wings and aging actors growing fangs as Isaac Mizrahi landed in Hollywood the other night.

Mizrahi took over Mann’s Chinese Theater for a night of film and fashion

to benefit AIDS Project Los Angeles — and it literally stopped traffic on both Hollywood and Sunset Boulevards. While it was New York on the runway, the event itself was all Hollywood razzmatazz. The supermodels were overflowing, but there weren’t too many mega-moguls on hand., But then lots of young Hollywoodites turned out among the 1,500 who wanted to get a fashion fix. Kelly Lynch, TV’s Dean Cain (the current Superman) and Johnny Depp were greeted by a red carpet on the street and a howling, hungry pack of paparazzi,while Billy Norwich and Elizabeth Saltzman conducted arrival interviews, a la Army Archerd. The evening included the runway show, tented dinner party, and a short film directed by Douglas Keeve that depicted Isaac’s life from his bed in New York to the streets of Paris. Unlike most of the other APLA shows, which have been retrospectives of collections by Gianni Versace, Thierry Mugler and Calvin Klein, Isaac stuck to fall ’94. Word is, next year’s honor willl go to Gianfranco Ferre. The Mizrahi show raised half a million.

“I love the clothes,” said Raquel Welch. “Isaac has a great sense of humor and spirit.”

“I’d wear the suits,” said Peggy Lipton. “The fuzzy stuff is for my daughter.”

Even Sofia Coppola, who’s been to dozens of New York shows, was impressed by the scope of the event.

“This is a fashion spectacle you don’t see much in L.A.,” she said. And L.A.’s leading youthquaker is about to jump into the biz herself. Coppola was telling friends all night about plans to launch her own clothing line this summer.

Isaac, never one to hold back from a dramatic moment, closed the show with angels as his theme: 30 beefcake models sprouting wings flew down the runway to hoots and cheers punctuated by a series of cannon blasts that showered the audience with confetti.

After that, the crowd moved into the dinner tent, decorated by Michael Smith, who raised a thousand red lanterns for the decor. Table-hopping extended all the way out to the port-o-potties, where Anjelica Huston and Ellen Barkin were among those squeezed into line.

Even though it was brief; k.d. lang’s performance was the only thing that got the crowd to sit down and stop shmoozing. Too bad she sang only four songs.

“We came here tired and are leaving exhilarated,” said Donna Dixon, with husband Dan Aykroyd in tow. “This is a great shot of adrenaline.”

Unfortunately, that didn’t last. The much-hyped after-party at Aykroyd’s new House of Blues club was anticlimactic, with too many bouncers not letting anyone go anywhere. Even the hostess, Sandra Bernhard, found herself roped off and left in a snit. And Mizrahi got into a fight with the bloated Mickey Rourke and a few of Rourke’s friends when they spied Keeve shooting, grabbed his camera and demanded his film.

“Who wants to photograph you, anyway?” Mizrahi screamed at Rourke — and stormed out.

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