When George Nash decides to have a party—watch out, because it will be over the top, fantastic, authentic and with miniscule attention to tiny details. This time George out-Georged himself when, to welcome the new Christian Liagre space and to honor George’s new BFF’s glamorous wife Deborah Liagre, he created the ultimate Parisian cafe scene. Probably more authentic as painted by Gustave-Augustus Renoir, but certainly as close as we can get here in Dallas by the Trinity instead of the Seine. A group of select invitees enjoyed French champagne in the ultra chic new digs of Christian Liagre in which stark white sofas, gleaming black lacquer and creamy leather all create a scene that is both inviting and ethereal. Then, at the ringing of a zylophone, French burlap curtains opened to the back of the Nash space. All the furniture had been removed and replaced with antique linen covered dining tables with mis-matched hotel silver, creamware dishes, and old tin watering cans. George’s partner, Mark Williams created a fantasy with dried rosemary, lavender and other herbs hung from light strewn wires suspended just above the tables. An allee of evergreen trees (oh so French) lined the sides of the room; obviously, French wine and champagne flowed freely. George’s speech was short and sweet, and the evening was truly magical. (Note to anyone having a big party—the brilliant Anita asked to rent the party room of La Madeleine for $50, and then transported the chairs to the showroom. Sweet.) Party pics will follow, including one of me and Rob Brinkley duking it out over the scoop.
