"Forget all of those clichés of excess. If I could spend one night here I would privilege solitude, wandering alone through all of the rooms," mused Joanna Preiss, as a phantom-like Owen Wilson, dressed in a white jacket, scuttled through the event and out, dodging photographers.
The next evening, Becca Cason Thrash threw her American Friends of the Louvre benefit at the French museum, where she reckoned there were "zillions of billions of dollars" roaming through the halls. "Please, you're so rich," she entreated as she auctioned off luxurious vacations to bidders, most of whom she knew on a first-name basis.
The international crowd — with titans from Chicago, London, Kuala Lumpur, New York, California and beyond — roamed the deserted galleries snapping photos.
After dinner along two lengthy tables in the Borghese-Daru gallery, guests including Bianca Jagger, Eugenio Lopez, Maryll Lanvin, Maryvonne Pinault and Russian socialite Dasha Zhukova headed for the atrium under the pyramid for the main event: an all-hits Duran Duran concert.
"They're still kind of mythical," mused Stefano Pilati.
Asked to name her favorite Duran Duran song, Melonie Hennessy paused, and said hesitantly, "'Relax?' Wait: Isn't that Frankie Goes to Hollywood? Right, I meant 'Reflex,'" she said.






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