The limited-edition Conner Ives x Jimmy Choo capsule may have debuted at Ives’s Autumn/Winter 2025 show during London Fashion Week, but the celebrations carried on stateside. On Thursday night, the designer gathered friends and muses for an intimate dinner at Mr. Chow in Tribeca. Guests included Chloë Sevigny, Kim Cattrall, Phoebe Tonkin, Lux Pascal, and Ivy Getty—who, fittingly, accompanied Ives to the 2024 Met Gala, “Sleeping Beauties: Reawakening Fashion.”
As guests swept into the downtown culinary institution, the clack of zebra- and cheetah-print pony-leather heels echoed against marble floors. The bold shoes—an ode to the collection’s animal-print theme—were only momentarily forgotten when dinner was served, tucked beneath crisp white tablecloths adorned with engraved chopsticks and accompanied by rounds of the restaurant’s signature lychee martinis.
Seated between Sevigny and Cattrall, Ives posed for photos and greeted friends old and new. “A dinner party should be an art—it’s the perfect mix of people I’ve known for years and people I’ve just met but feel an equal amount of love and admiration for,” he said.
Known for his exuberant aesthetic, the New York–born designer often mines inspiration from his own childhood and the women who shape his world, merging nostalgia with modernity. His latest collaboration channels that sensibility, reimagining ’70s animal prints into contemporary mules and boots for Jimmy Choo. “It was a study on my girlfriends—all the kind of girls I consider near and dear who would be hunting down vintage Jimmy Choos on eBay,” Ives added.
Olympia of Greece, the evening’s co-host, sipped a dirty vodka martini while admiring the pale blue dress Ives had chosen for her—though not without a personal twist. “I tucked it in to shorten the hemline,” she laughed, before turning serious. “Conner’s dresses are playful, and every one he makes is a woman’s dream. He understands the female body—he designs pieces that flatter every shape.”
By the time guests began to file out, the room was once again alive with the sound of heels—those round-toe, calf-hair stilettos clicking toward the door, a fitting final note to an evening devoted to the art of dressing up.
