“My look isn’t too hoe-down,” said Victoria, who is studying design at Parsons.
“As long as it isn’t too ho’,” warned big brother Trevor.
But while Victoria and Vanessa, who were headed off to meet their mother, Danielle Steel, at the couture, know a thing or two about dude ranch dishabille, some of the younger crew’s scanty costumes raised eyebrows.
“What’s amazing is what they’re not wearing,” Norah Stone told Allison Speer.
And miniskirted, sunkissed teens and twentysomethings swarmed throughout. After all, each of the Traina kids, from adorable 15-year-old Zara, who slunk though the shadows with her boyfriend, to the eldest, was allowed to invite 50 friends. Even pop star Vanessa Carlton, one of the 25 houseguests staying at Trevor and Todd’s place down the road, went country-western.
John himself came as an Indian scout. “I’m thinking of opening up a casino,” he joked.
But gaming tables were the only amusement Traina didn’t truck in for the party. Tarot card readers, stilt walkers, lasso throwers, a Good Humor truck, a cotton-candy maker and a popcorn machine ringed the barn. Some guests set off fireworks, others made for the mechanical bull — then begged for aspirin.
After the previous week’s black-tie engagement party, thrown by Todd and Trevor’s mother, Dede Wilsey, for Todd and his fiancée Katie Orr at Wilsey’s Napa palace, it was remarkable anyone could still stand, let alone line-dance.