Leave it to designers Mara Hoffman and Pamela Love to find Halloween zen. At their joint bash at the Roof at the Jane Hotel last night, both arrived costumed as plumaged unicorns—Hoffman the Yin (in optic white) to Love’s Yang (in all black, with bronze highlights). “Pam and I were in a cab, but there was so much traffic, so we got on the L train,” said Hoffman. “And literally, sharing the subway on Halloween—there’s a kind of oneness that happens. Everyone enjoys everyone else; that’s so rare in this city!” Such feel-good sentiment carried over to their fete, as guests mingled in the Jane’s circular parapet under a soundtrack provided by Alix Browne and Gillian Sagansky, sometimes testing the terrace to take in the view (Manhattan’s weather last night was wildly indecisive). One partygoer had exactingly
re-created Look 7 from Prada’s Spring ‘14 ready-to-wear show—glittering bra top and printed visage included. Both Hoffman and Love gave their immediate approval.

The evening proceeded—as many often do—to the Standard’s Top of the Standard for a Mirror, Mirror: Who’s the Fairest?-themed soirée, hosted by the hotel and V magazine. There, Dean and Dan Caten (bloodied and tuxedoed Mickey Mice) danced alongside Dree Hemingway (a Chanel-toting skeleton), Marc Jacobs (a camo-wearing raver), Italo Zucchelli (almost unrecognizable beneath his fishnet mask), the Restoin-Roitfeld progeny, and, briefly, a meta Daphne Guinness garbed simply in a floor-length cape. Dan went so far as to climb atop the bar in his teetering heels. Bryan Grey-Yambao, in considerably more sensible Oscar de la Renta sandals, recalled: “My favorite Halloween was when I borrowed my grandmother’s Alaïa to be Cher from Clueless. I was 14.”

It was well after midnight when model Tilda Lindstam was spotted on the street. Dressed as Jesus, she said, “Yes. Even he gets tired.”

—Nick Remsen