THE ROCKETS, RED, GLEAMING
A Glittering Debut Party for the Huracán LP580-2
Were there
such a thing as an automotive pirate, and were his treasure chest to somehow
spill its contents, Thursday night’s event would approximate the result; a Lily
Pulitzer’d, Robert Graham’d, skinny jean’d, short-skirted, high-heeled,
barefoot in bespoke loafers horde of VIPs – all of whom seem to know each other
– juggling glasses of champagne and
plates piled with olives and prosciutto while gazing lustfully at jewel-like
legends with virtually unfathomable kinetic capabilities.
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