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Dian Von Furstenberg.

couture that spanned back to the nineteenth century. Too bad, because if more had ventured downstairs they would have seen a dapper Zac Posen and relaxed Diane von Furstenberg perusing sartorial history. Von Furstenberg seemed to be especially enjoying herself, taking pictures of the exhibit on her small digital camera.

Hopefully Posen and von Furstenberg got a chance to spend some time at the cocktail party above, as there was a lot to see. Beyond the melting cheese heads (which occasionally melted through, causing everyone nearby to shriek when they smashed to the table), there were a half dozen other surreal oddities to behold. There was no bar. Instead, drinks like gin & tonics and white wine were had by opening a spigot coming out of an otherwise blank canvass on the wall. This is a museum, after all, and so the beverage selections were helpfully labeled by nearby placards on the wall.

Further in was the aforementioned four foot potato chip pile, though it turns out that the “paint” was actually a variety of cheeses and sauces, stored cleverly in unlabeled paint tubes. In the next room, for no discernible reason, the floor had been overlaid with slanted plywood that made those who dared enter walk uphill to discover what lay in the middle of the floor- carrots. Dirty carrots. Nearby were tubs and towels presumably for washing the carrots. What you were supposed to do with them after that is anyone’s best guess. Eat them? Save as souvenir? Bring home and watch rot, reminding us all of the futility of existence? Whatever, it’s art.

The night continued with an elaborate dinner and circus-like afterparty. But enough on the weird, artsy ways the rich like to party when they venture to Brooklyn. Visit the museum and see the exhibit yourself starting May 7th when it opens to the public.

Arnold Lehman and Brooklyn Ball Cochair Stephanie Ingrassia.
Zac Posen and friends.
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