Want to feel old? Listen to some Skrillex. Want to feel really old? You should have been at the first of Skrillex's four New York City shows, late last night at Webster Hall in Manhattan.

Last night was the opening party for XL, the new nightclub in New York's embarrassing (and dirty) soon-to-open gay hotel The Out NYC. The club is absolutely gorgeous. But it's never going to be cool.

Last night Gawker founder Nick Denton hosted a little soiree at his Soho pad to welcome the American staff of the Guardian who recently moved their office to the neighborhood. And what is a party without a photo booth and a few boldfaced media names? We didn't save you any tea sandwiches, but you can at least enjoy…

The musician who crashed Paris Hilton's birthday party and absconded with a three-tier cake, finally ate the purloined pastry. He split it into 125 pieces and shared it with a Los Angeles soup kitchen. It was "delicious," he says. [Facebook]

Just before 3 am on Friday at the Bowery Poetry Club, a private Fashion Week kick-off party was starting to wind down. Hundreds of drunk partygoers had left or were on their way out, while several took turns puking and sleeping on the sidewalk nearby. But the dedicated stayed put, waiting for the night's rumored…

What's the Internet's scariest hivemind like in real life? A bunch of geeky twenty-somethings hanging out in a bar in Brooklyn. This is what I learned last night at the first official meetup for the notorious message board 4chan.

James Franco hates bloggers, and hair is highly flammable. These were the lessons from James Franco's book party, where he angrily told me to "go away." Then he grabbed and threw a reporter's phone. Then someone's hair lit on fire.

She still hates her castmates, though! At least that's what she told us last night at The Park at the premiere party for indie film Happythankyoumoreplease. We got the scoop on the show's upcoming season.

Twice, actually. Admittedly for about seven minutes in total. But it still counts as the first intrusion in 15 years. Here's how I assumed various guises, bypassed half a dozen checkpoints, and ended up making chitchat with Rupert Murdoch.

We snuck into the Weinstein Oscars party by entering through the service entrance and hiding in the bathroom. It ended with us eavesdropping on Harvey—who introduced his kids with "these are my fucking children"— and getting banned.

Last night Los Angeles was drained of star power because super-agencies WME and CAA had house parties with ridiculous security. Things we discovered: bribing people is harder than you think, security guards are scary and we belong among the dregs.

At LAX, in cabs, restaurants and traffic jams the talk of Los Angeles is one thing. Oscar weekend. We've been bumbling around in Tuesday's underwear trying to figure out what in fuck is going on. Here's what we've found.

Luann, Countess of Crackerjacks, hosted a premiere party for the Real Housewives of New York last night. All Most of the girls were there and they made the mistake of letting us in with a camera. Fun!

Every drag queen, club kid, and homosexual in New York (and in the media) came out to celebrate the silver anniversary of the downtown chronicler extraordinaire. It was like Area all over again!

Vice spent $250,000 on their 15th Anniversary Halloween Party last night. Our intrepid Gawker Party Crash photographer Mo Pitz accompanied me out to a massive, two-story warehouse in Brooklyn to find out where the money went. We have answers.

You're nobody in this town until you've been ripped off, and even then you're just a little more bitter nobody until an actual, attributable success comes along. According to a profile today in indieWIRE, director Alex Holdridge can finally lay claim to both stages in his accelerating career arc: His funny, lyrical…

29-year-old debut novelist Porochista Khakpour had her book party last night at her friend Sarma Melngailis's raw food restaurant, Pure Food and Wine. It was also Sarma's 35th birthday, so the party contained an oddly wonderful mix of raw food-loving celebs—Carol Alt! Ann ... Curry?—and literary types. Laurel Ptak…

Socialgay Kristian Laliberte, who does the PR for fledgling label Unruly Heir, had promised us "more of a presentation than a show, with models walking down the runway to inhabit tableaus vivant, or living painting." What this meant: models, dressed in preppie clothes but carrying props such as a croquet mallet, or a…

Former Travel & Leisure and CondéNet employee Valerie Stivers' first novel takes place a magazine named Tasty, the flagship of a big publishing empire called Oldham, Inc. At Tasty, editors stay up all night and keep the lights off in their offices until midmorning, and they're almost never spotted eating. Also,…

On Friday night, we sent young gay writer-hottie Bennett Madison to cover a party thrown in honor of the birthday of gay eminence Bruce Benderson. We didn't know who that was either, but it turns out that he's very important to the gays! "Bruce Benderson is like Gore Vidal but a little bit [Ed: Um, 21 years!] younger…