Whilst perusing your fashion notes from all over, please be advised that New York City’s new First Lady, Donna Hanover Giuliani, was the only woman in red at Carroll Petrie’s smart little dinner at home for Nancy Reagan, now in New York on her way to Washington. And it was bright red, too, standing out like a beacon in a sea of black. Dear Donna.

Not that the black dresses — and pants — weren’t beautiful; we’re talking about a fashion-conscious group here. Chic Nancy wore a beautiful jacket embroidered in beads and jet, the same color as the caviar pie served as a first course. You would have loved it — the jacket and the pie.

Carroll wore her black bell-bottom britches and a white chiffon and lace off-the-shoulder blouse. Betsy Bloomingdale was in one of her very special Galanoses, and Veronica Hearst wore one of her very special Chanels. Also kissing Nancy on both cheeks were such as Anne Cox Chambers, Virginia Coleman, Randolph Hearst, the Lawrence Huntingtons, Wendy and Bill Luers, Kay Meehan, Joan Rivers, Dixon Boardman, Joe Hannan, Paul LeClerc of the New York Public Library LeClercs, Orin Lehman, Bernard Petrie, Eben Pyne, Khalil Rizk, Alfred Taubman and Jerry Zipkin, Nancy’s forever pal.

The forever pal was the only man at Cecile Zilkha’s lunch at home for Nancy the next afternoon. As for the ladies, they put on a fashion show starring Nancy and Lucky Roosevelt in the same beige and brown Valentino check suit. What cries! What whispers! What laughs! Thank heaven Lucky decided to wear a sable hat with hers.

Little suits were the thing. Casey Ribicoff was in a Philippe Venet, Countess (Aline) Romanones wore a gray Valentino and Princess Firyal of Jordan was tout a fait Chanel. Brooke Astor wore her sable hat, and Lily Safra wore her velvet one. Betsy Bloomingdale wore bottle green, and Cecile wore Adolfo’s yellow and black tailleur. Barbara Walters wore a black Oscar de la Renta suit with a white taffeta blouse, and Miki Sarofim was in a black Dior. Jerry Zipkin wore his old school tie — or what looked like it.

When Geena Davis got back from Helsinki, her director husband Renny Harlin’s hometown, she couldn’t wait to tell her peers (and her not-so-peers) how much she loves Renny’s new pet name for her, “The Princess Grace of Finland.” What a sweet guy.

Geena could just as well be called “The Princess Grace of Brooklyn.” As the world knows, that’s where she worked as a waitress at the River Cafe under the Brooklyn Bridge a few short years ago, toting trays to pay her way through acting school. Yes, and now in her latest, “Angie, I Says,” she plays a gum-chewing, unwed mother right out of Bensonhurst, “dese, dem, dose” and all.

While big sister Vanessa Redgrave is currently in the news what with jaws delicately flapping over a rerun of her old romance with Franco Nero, etc., little sister Lynn Redgrave is getting set to shock. She’ll show her bare bottom, whether you’re ready for it or not, in a new TV series, “Calling the Shots,” for the BBC. Lynn must be pretty proud of what she’s managed to hang onto, so to speak, because she recently celebrated her half-century and is said to be keen on becoming a grandmama before she’s much older. Just think what a treat’s in store for the little ones when in future years they’ll get to see their very own granny with her drawers down.

Stockard Channing, so great in “Six Degrees of Separation,” says marriage is not what she’s about, having been through that mill four times already. She’s been living happily with her love of the last five years, film technician Daniel Gilham, and wants to keep it that way. Which still doesn’t keep her pals from wondering if she’ll take the fifth.

Dailey and Gordon Pattee will be giving a cocktail party at the Park Avenue apartment — the stunning one with the aubergine drawing room that you read about in Architectural Digest — on Feb. 9 for all their friends who will show up for the Columbia-Presbyterian Medical Center Gala on April 28 at the Waldorf. The big surprise is the guest of honor, Donna Shalala, secretary of the Department of Health and Human Services, as if you didn’t know. What they’ll all be trying to do is raise money for the new $47 million Clinical Cancer Center at the hospital. On view at the Pattees will be such as Pat and Arthur Ryan (she’s the chairman of the gala; he’s the president of Chase Manhattan), Dr. Phoebe Speck, Jean and Howard Clark, Toni and Chuck Peebler, Jessie and Rand Araskog, Connie Milstein Lederman (the Milsteins donated the multi-million dollar Milstein Pavilion to the hospital), like that.

Read all about the benefit auction at Christie’s on March 8 and read all about it right now. It’s for the Education Department of the Metropolitan Opera Guild, and the co-chairmen of the evening are Beverly Sills and Oscar de la Renta, who is designing a dress for your-special-evening-at-the-Met. Bill Blass is donating a ballgown from his spring collection,Carolina Herrera is donating one of her particularly beautiful outfits, and for the men, a suit of your choice from Sulka. So you’ll be able to fit in these clothes after you buy them, the Guild is auctioning a three-month membership to the Vertical Club, a one-hour massage at the Peninsula Spa and a half-day at Georgette Klinger. If that doesn’t work, throw in the towel. Placido Domingo is the honorary chairman, and the auction will feature a larger-than-life surprise from Luciano Pavarotti! Who better?

The fashion and beauty industry will turn out on Feb. 15 for Winternight ’94, the annual benefit dinner-dance for The Lighthouse, honoring Liz Tilberis, the editor-in-chief of Harper’s Bazaar. Philip Miller of Saks Fifth Avenue is the chairman of the evening, which is set for the Waldorf’s Ballroom. Everyone has taken a table — Bill Blass, Joseph Abboud, Oscar de la Renta, Donna Karan, Judith Leiber, Carolina Herrera, Calvin Klein, Josie Natori, Arie Kopelman, Leonard Lauder, Nicole Miller, Isaac Mizrahi, Ralph Lauren, Adrienne Vittadini and on and on and on. The ballroom will glitter because Robert Isabell is in charge, and the Michael Carney Orchestra will have them all on their feet.

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