From the Southern wilds of suburban New Orleans comes news of a recent debutante ball that will likely remain unrivaled in Metairie, LA for ages. Why? Because there were dwarfs, a Popeye's food service, and an 8,000 square-foot tent.
Typically, if you're a hob-knobbing Washington bigwig, you get to actively mingle with the President and First Lady at fancy parties. But not so with the Obamas! They are far more guarded, which has enraged the swells of the capital.
We were sporting our long johns all weekend, so we would have looked horrible at Improv Everywhere's annual No Pants Subway Ride. Luckily Gawker operative Stephen Kosloff was there to take pictures of all the panty raiders for our amusement.
We're not dog people (which is why it's really not necessary to send us big baskets of pet swag). Gawker operative Stephen Kosloff, however, doesn't mind the poochy set. He brings us his stories from last night's ASPCA fundraiser.
Gawker operative Stephen Kosloff braved the natural habitat of the Grizzly Bear (concert) yesterday to bring you these images and accounts of hipsters in the wild. Don't feed the animals, unless it's Bomb Pops.
Last night our Meriwether Lewis of New York nightlife, Stephen Kosloff, ventured to the Pay It Fashion Forward charity event at the M2 lounge. These are his stories.
Because he's glutton for punishment, we sent Gawker operative Stephen Kosloff to the after party for the Webby awards last night. These are his stories.
Last night intrepid Gawker operative Stephen Kosloff went on a mission to the inaugural Internet Week party hosted by YouTube, the Webbys, and the New York Observer. Sounds networky! Anyway, these are his stories.
All the pretty, fabulous people were at Lorenzo Martone's birthday party at soon-to-open club Avenue last night, meaning I wasn't there. Luckily a photographer was! The party, thrown by Martone's boyfriend Marc Jacobs, played host to many gliterrati, including Madonna and her maybe-boyfriend, model Jesus Luz. More…
Our unflappable correspondent Stephen Kosloff attended the Village Voice's Obie Awards, which reward excellence in Off-Broadway theater, last night. These are his stories.
Last night, Gawker operative Stephen Kosloff braved a joint birthday party for people he didn't know. These are his stories.
Good gravy. After a tough week of feeling like a schlub, it's nice to get a reminder that going out sucks. Today's example? A disastrous Paper magazine party to which an editor was denied entrance.
There's a new iTunes feature that lets you control someone else's iTunes library from your iPhone, while at a party or a hip, downtown blogging headquarters in Nolita. Is this a good idea? Only maybe.
How things have changed! Vanity Fair editor Todd Purdum, once the thrower of fabulous celebrity political parties, has been upstaged by a new hostess. That would be Times columnist Maureen Dowd.
Even though Hope came along and was supposed to kill it, negativity still plagues this nation. Take this weekend. Rather than celebrating Barack Obama's Antichrist-like ascendancy, you guys are throwing Bye Bye Bush parties.
The most important issue of Barack Obama's impending presidency has yet to be answered. Just who, pray tell, is going to perform at his big inaugural concert bashes?? No one knows! And it's so soon!
Thick-necked celebrity son Luke Russert is having an Inauguration Eve party! For that black guy who won! Would you like to go? Here is the invitation.
New Year's Eve—the most important drinking night of the year—is almost upon us! What kind of party are you going to? Only five types exist, which I will detail for you after the jump.
Even though every magazine is dying and Christmas has officially been canceled, one brave publication is soldiering on with an expensive (non-Holiday) festivity anyway. It's Vanity Fair's legendary Oscar party (one year they had colored cigarettes in bowls! It's like the Governor's Ball, only cool!), which was sadly…
Antisemitism in Europe has been on a curious and troubling upswing for the past few years, mostly in central Europe, but now it's moving its way west. Some charming under-21 rugby players at Oxford (that's in England) decided to throw a party with a "bring a fit Jew" theme. The young men put on fake payot and carried…
