Team Party Crash: Spring Fling At The Garden
Nicole Esposito bravely poses for a photo with Karolina Kurkova.
Last night, Team Party Crash took a Corona-infused nosedive, leaving photographer Nikola Tamindzic to venture into the Meatpacking District all by his lonesome. Armed with nothing but a camera and a nice pair of nipple tassles, Nikola hit BPC and Jeffrey Chodorow's new shangri-la, The Garden, for Harry Josh, Jauretsi and Amber Clapp's annual Spring Fling party. After the jump, photographic evidence of models, booze, and more models.
Nikola's full gallery from the event is available here.
Spring Fling hosts Jauretsi and Harry Jos toss their heads back and cackle, marveling at their successful (but evil) bid for Thursday night domination.
Giselle reflects on that one time she sold her soul to the devil.
If you really want to get past the rope, perhaps it's best not to call your friends inside and whine about how you can't get in.
Page Six reporter Chris Wilson says he loves Gawker. Take from that what you will.
Ric Pipino allows Peter Chase to touch him.
Helena Christensen shows Michael Stipe exactly why she could kick his ass.
Emilia Menocal flashes her pinky nail, with which she will simultaneously party and scratch your eyes out.
Lelaine's internal monologue: "If I smile nicely, the strange man will go away."
The one on the right has her thumb somewhere it shouldn't be. The one on the left likes to watch.
Supermodel Karolina Kurkova is laughing because (A) she's filthy fucking rich; (B) she's drop-dead gorgeous; or (C) that vibrator tickles!
Tribeca Grand's Tommy Saleh eats one of his thousands of pairs of free shoes.
Linda and Jeffrey Chodorow are happy to prey on your love of overpriced sushi.
At this moment, the VIP area lacks the "very" element.
Double-fisting, like any young lady should.
Helena Christensen can't hear you over her lipstick.
Joey Jalleo wants you to know his name. Now you do. Move along, people, nothing to see here.
"I read in Cosmo that if you slyly glance over your shoulder and lick your teeth, you won't have to close the bar just to get laid!"
It's the ghost of Paris Hilton's future!
While Rebecca Romijn snickers over ex-husband John Stamos' ABC show Ivan Bart hangs back and silently prays for even the slightest acknowledgement.
After a certain point, one has nothing to do but resort to heavy, unwanted petting. It's closing time!