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"Around 9 p.m., Marc Jacobs arrived—a bit of news that is treated in the kitchen with great gravitas. “Marc Jacobs is here,” Mr. Zakarian announced before heading out to greet him. “Congratulations! You look great,” he gushed. ”I love what you’ve done with your body.” Mr. Jacobs, svelte, tan and impeccably groomed, replied, “Thanks, it was hard,” before turning toward a platter of oysters, shrimp and kelp." [NY Times]
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