A small balcony in a very small venue, October 2000 — where the Klum thread begins, and the party invitation came from
This is Jonathan Hare's account, with its provenance shown. The person or organization named has not yet claimed or corrected it.
The week of Heidi Klum's Halloween party, Jonathan Hare was in the VIP section of a Moby concert in Manhattan — a small balcony in a very small venue, crammed enough that dancing meant jumping in unison. Christy Turlington stood in front of him, Heidi Klum right behind. The VIP tickets came from Hare's sister Cassidy Arkin, who knew Moby well from her years across MTV, VH1, ABC and BET; she made the Klum introduction, and the party invitation followed from it. Everything the record holds about that party — Maxwell, Prince Andrew, the napkin — runs through this balcony.
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Turlington was, in Hare's words, the dream girl of hundreds of millions of people — one of the top four supermodels — and the difference was that he actually thought he had a shot. Friends had passed word that she and Jason Patric had broken up — which is why he wanted to be there; the tickets themselves came from Cassidy, who knew Moby well. He nearly passed out; he had dreamed of the moment for years. The problem was physics: she faced the stage, the venue was too loud to be heard in, and beyond the introductions at the door there was no establishing eye contact. Klum was behind him. So he turned around and talked with her instead — and the party invitation, and everything downstream of it, followed from that turn.
Hare records, for the avoidance of any doubt, that he had a lot of help being cool. A style consultant to celebrities did her best with him, up to and including taking him shopping. Doormen at the top clubs would let him in — and then literally adjust his clothes and make him hide his electronic devices before he went through. You can't look like a nerd, the record notes in his words, when you're watching a private performance by famous hip-hop stars. The scene admitted him; it just dressed him first.
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Whose party it was — and who was unrecognizable at her own door
Open →who made the introductionProducer — and the reason Hare was in those rooms at all
Open →the invitation that followedOctober 2000 — photographed, published, and consistent with the account
Open →met later, on the same pursuitOne meeting, three words of assessment. The record here is thin and says so.
Open →a later chapter of the same threadManager turned jewelry designer — Brad Pitt and the early Robert Downey Jr, then custom pieces for celebrities. The Maxwell introduction was hers.
Open →in front, facing the stageThe dream girl of hundreds of millions; the difference here was the NYU-and-Buddhism part, and an introduction at a door that never became a second one
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