Beyoncé threw a celebrity-studded, Renaissance-themed party last night in Paris, and seemingly everyone was there but you and me: Naomi Campbell, Tyler, the Creator, Doja Cat, Michèle Lamy, Halsey. Even the enigmatic real-estate investor and “NBA superfan” James Goldstein was there. And those lucky enough to be invited really went for it. Everyone seemed to lean into the capital-F fashion vibes of the album, which soundtracked a significant chunk of New York Fashion Week, and its accompanying imagery.
Supermodel Naomi Campbell arrived wearing a silver metallic trench coat and a neck full of opulent jewelry, while model Cindy Bruna took the little black slit dress to daring lengths while strutting inside. Singer Doja Cat continued her ongoing affinity for more experimental and artistic face makeup, wearing a full-length black leather trench.
There was a lot of leather during the night in fact. Baz Luhrmann delivered a “LES boy in Paris” look with brown leather pants, riding boots, a sleek black turtleneck, a billowy gray trench, a diamond choker and a loose, kitschy necklace full of colorful charms.
Tiffany and Co. threw the regal fête in conjunction with Queen Bey. Renowned DJ Honey Dijon, who produced “Alien Superstar” and “Cozy” on the celebrated album, reportedly spun tunes. The event came on the heels of a mesmerizing new campaign visual from the powerhouse singer and the powerhouse brand, which is set to the party anthem “Summer Renaissance.”
The singer has seemingly taken to throwing über-exclusive and secretive “Club Renaissance” parties for her celebrity friends across the world. The New York staging of the emerging series in August saw Chloë and Halle Bailey, Questlove, Donald Glover, Kendrick Lamar, Leonardo DiCaprio, and others groove to “Virgo’s Groove.”
Beyoncé was in attendance for the Paris party, but there are no official photos of the notoriously elusive singer out yet—and it seems that one is unlikely to leak. One snap of an invite, supposedly for the private shindig, informs guests of a strict no-phone policy. How ’90s. What happens at the Renaissance ball, stays at the Renaissance ball.