Ms. Allison aka total babe blogger extraordinaire (she's the one who was recently on the cover of NY Time Out) posted one of my favorite all time party photographs ever. Throwaway joke warning: It's the breast best. My future bachelor pad will probably have it hanging on the wall framed in a rococo era frame next to my shelf of colognes.
As a semi-veteran of party photography, this snapshot below to me is the apex or pinnacle of what all party pictures should aspire towards because it's so dynamic. There's an entire story that grows from a second of time, which is quite remarkable I think.
The worst party photos in my opinion are the ones that come from the Patrick McMullan school of photography. I really despise that held posed look--it's a party, not a gawd damn studio. I mean, yea I know PM is a legend, but for a man who's been doing this for so long and been to so many great parties, I think it's telling he doesn't have that definitive inimitable image yet. Heck, if the Sartorialist shifts from the streets to the parties, he'll end up running circles around Patrick McMullan. It's not about the pose people, but the moment.
And this one is the most interesting red carpet photo I've ever seen:
Tangent: We all know Justin Timberlake is dating this woman, Jessica Biel. If there was a Harvard Business School for PR then JT would be a required case study for students. Who would have thought that during the heyday of N'Sync that the blond pube haired Justin Timberlake, who wasn't the most masculine of fellas back then, would be able to escape the boy band and pop music black hole and become a completely legit artist and A-list lady slayer? I mean, I don't truly know what's going on behind the scenes, but based on my best guesstimate other dudes in the music and entertainment game respeck him and his talents. And we all know the ladies love him.
But I wonder if dating Jessica Biel has pushed him now into a whole new stratosphere even among the top dogs. Like Diddy now texts JT to see what's good for that night and when Diddy is having a party, to ensure the right and the nicest girls show up he tells them that JT will be there as well. And Usher...Usher used to be JT level or rather JT was moving up to Usher level, but now Ush is tied down legally in the eyes of the law to a baby momma who...I don't know...a word that sounds like "train" with a "y" after it comes to mind. But you know who I think is the secret dark horse playa of this whole bunch? John Mayer. Yup, John Mayer.
Update
Trust me, I'm not seeking these photos out but in my Internet peregrinations I've been very randomly coming across similar images as the ones above:
J, Cyrus, and Gemma
Everyone's got their party faces on. I know I do: notice that glass of cranberry and tasty.
J pouring some of that tasty. Don't drink and drive, kids for those of you that don't live in NYC.
N and me looking stoic...or something.
Dancin.
"No. You're awesome."
Haha. J loves that bottle.
Scoping out the scene for a girl with a nice personality to talk to about exportation of pollution to developing countries.
This one.
Woa.
The Jack is too hot to handle.
N and couple of his friends (forgot your names, sorry!)
Haha.
Midriff girl. Awesome. Love it. Very fashionable and chic.
