Sprung on Spring

Missives From the Jet Set.

Hands Off the Bottega Veneta


“Then why does it still feel like winter?” whined one guest at the Spring Celebration for Youth Villages.

The benefit, held at the Fairmont Copley Plaza, raised beaucoup dinero for kids transitioning out of foster care and drew such movers and shakers as Yvette and Peter Mulderry, relentless party pair Peter and Liz Georgantas, the stalwart Sandy and Paul Edgerley, beneficent benefactors Joanna and Jon Jacobson, Caribbean queen Colette Phillips, the irrepressible Mary Kakas and one person who explained the beef Wellington appetizers to his date as “basically Waspy knishes.”

The evening’s most amusing fundraising tool: the wine pull, where guests paid $25 to pick a cork from a basket and go home with a corresponding bottle, which prompted one man to say, “I wasn’t expecting a Romanée-Conti, but riesling? Really?”

Meanwhile, the evening’s most amusing incident: One woman put her purse down to get a closer look at the silent auction, and another woman tried to bid on it.


What Exit?


The Boston Pops started its season with a bang when snappy, crackling Pops conductor Keith Lockhart led a concert at Symphony Hall that featured Seinfeld alum and Broadway baby Jason Alexander.

Among the Opening Night crowd: aptly named Peabody Award winner Barbara Brilliant and her husband, Erwin, original Bozo Frank Avruch and the perfectly lovely Betty, the absurdly telegenic Ryan Schulteis and his handsome other half, Drew Colleran, broadcasting behemoth Ron Della Chiesa and the light of his life, Joyce, and one woman who kept shushing everyone around her.

The evening’s funniest line came from Alexander, who got applause after revealing that he grew up in the Garden State and said, “Really? Boston Strong! New Jersey? Adequate.”


That’s What Friends Are For


It was a homecoming for Community Servings at its 22nd annual Life Savor gala, which returned to its original venue, the Langham Hotel, for an epic cocktail party followed by dinners at restaurants all over the city.

Present and accounted for: handsome hotelier and the evening’s honoree, Serge Denis, with his stunning bride, Jane, B-52s frontman Fred Schneider, board chair Karen Bressler and her handsome husband, Scott Epstein, the impeccable Tony Corey, lovebug Don Sturdy, the incorrigible Shawn McBride with the long-suffering Daron Manoogian, Boston’s fairy godfather, Harry Collings, and his silver fox, Dan Moon, the criminally blue-eyed Robbie Gravis and the debonair JJ Milligan, interior design goddess Eileen Patterson and one person who said, “I always come to this party shopping for a husband, but so far, no luck.”

To which his friend responded, “You’ve got a lot of baggage, but someday you’ll find someone to carry it.”


Air Kisses Only


Conserving the Emerald Necklace is important, but so is preserving your eyeballs. That’s why it’s advisable to wear large sunglasses to Party in the Park, aka “the hat party,” where every kiss on the cheek means the risk of a scratched cornea.

From picture hats and fascinators to cloches and pillboxes, every conceivable type of headgear appeared atop the stylish ensembles in the tent at Pinebank Promontory, overlooking Jamaica Pond.

All the swans were there, as were a handful of peacocks, among them: party founder Wendy Shattuck, co-chairs Cackie Austin, Lynn Dale, Kimberly Furnald, Holly Safford and Camille Valentine, blond beauties Ellie Chu and Courtney Forrester, fashion plate Jeannette Hsu-McSweeney, Gardner Museum head honcha Anne Hawley, Ritzy babe Barbara Lootz, the pretty-in-pink Patricia Marks-Martinovich, the uber-chic Eike Traina and pretty much every other power chick in Boston.

The waiters were liberal with the champagne, lunch was lovely, and the sun was shining, making it a perfect spring afternoon. But that didn’t stop one woman from grumbling, “I hate wearing a hat. It takes my hair weeks to recover.”

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