At last night’s American Ballet Theatre gala, some guests went for the dancing, others for the outfits. “I wish we could make ballerina gear everyday gear,” said the TV host Wendy Williams, who was clad in a custom red gown with a bustier top by the House of Execution. “Everything good starts with crinoline.” Rachel Roy, walking the red carpet in a tea-length skirt with tulle underlining, was of a like mind. “My daughter Tallulah picked it out; it was her birthday today,” said the designer, holding the hand of her 4-year-old date-cum-stylist. “I gave her a choice of what to do and she picked the gala, which was great because it was my ideal pick.”
Honorary chair Michelle Obama was a no-show, but there was still ogling to be done. Taking the stage, Caroline Kennedy was joined by her son, who drew gasps for his fledgling resemblance to JFK Jr. “I know you share my pride and admiration of the ballet dancers,” said his mother, a longtime supporter of ABT.
Carly Cushnie and Michelle Ochs had dressed several of the ballerinas for the gala dinner. “We know some of them and we don’t know how they do it—the discipline!” said Cushnie. Ochs, herself, was having nothing to do with self-restraint. She had just returned from a trip home to Maryland for Mother’s Day. “We went to Chesapeake Bay and ate crab until we were comatose,” she said. “I have cuts all over my hands.” Amy Sacco had other cuts in mind. There was the plunging neckline on her black Theia gown and also the cocktail ring and statement earrings swaying from her lobes. As ever, the nightclub doyenne was ready to party. She said, “I brought BYO bling.”