I am full of stories today. So not too long ago, in 2016, I believe, I decided to throw a party at my Parisian apartment during fashion week. Many friends were coming into town, and I had absolutely no idea who would turn up. I had a mixologist and almost no food (I was in meetings all day, and my guests were treated to an unimpressive spread, not to my liking). And against all odds, it was a rocking party, which to my surprise, ended with fashion luminaries Stephen Jones and Daniel Roseberry, then at Thom Browne, now at the helm of Schiaparelli (both who followed my friend Trino to my little soiree).