Leighton Meester, Laura Harrier, and Nicholas Alexander Chavez all decided it was time to dust off their coolest outfits and flex at the grand opening of Jacquemus’ new Los Angeles boutique on Thursday night (April 24) in West Hollywood — because obviously, if you’re not drinking cocktails and pretending you know the difference between “rustic chic” and “farmhouse fabulous,” are you even living?
These three joined a stampede of other celebs and influencers, all ready to sniff new leather goods, snap 487 Instagram stories, and pretend to casually bump into designer Simon Porte Jacquemus himself — who, spoiler alert, also showed up, because it is his store after all. (Imagine not going to your own opening. Iconic, but sadly not the case here.)
This LA store marks Jacquemus’ third boutique, following hot on the fashionable heels of his London and New York spots. This one’s themed like a “home in Provence,” which basically means: think rustic, but like, rustic with a platinum credit card.
Now, brace yourselves, because the guest list was STACKED.
(Like, “if you threw a rock you’d hit someone with a million followers” kind of stacked.)
🌟 Starring in tonight’s episode of “Who Let the Hot People Out?”:
– Cole Sprouse and his model girlfriend Ari Fournier (serving “We vacation in Italy, you wouldn’t get it” vibes)
– Lori Harvey (flawless as usual, rude)
– The White Lotus’ Jon Gries (if anyone yelled “Is that Uncle Rico?!” — yes, yes it was)
– Anwar Hadid (Gigi and Bella’s brother, aka genetically blessed by default)
– Benito Skinner (king of impressions and hilarious chaos)
– TikTok thirst trap Noah Beck (flexing both biceps and jawline)
– Reality queen Kristin Cavallari (probably plotting a reboot of The Hills in the bathroom)
– Plus random appearances from Elsa Hosk, Rickey Thompson (probably screaming fabulously), Dree Hemingway, Giveon, Reign Judge, Derek Blasberg, Vinnie Hacker, and truly just…so many more beautiful people it felt like an Instagram explore page come to life.
They all pulled up, posed, pouted, and probably left with at least one overpriced bag and a mild existential crisis.
Moral of the story:
If you weren’t at the Jacquemus LA boutique opening, don’t worry — neither were we. But hey, at least we didn’t have to fight for parking on Sunset Boulevard in six-inch heels.
