THE ROCKETS, RED, GLEAMING 

A Glittering Debut Party for the Huracán LP580-2 

Were there such a thing as an automotive pirate, and were his treasure chest to somehow spill its contents, Thursday night’s event would approximate the result; a Lily Pulitzer’d, Robert Graham’d, skinny jean’d, short-skirted, high-heeled, barefoot in bespoke loafers horde of VIPs – all of whom seem to know each other –  juggling glasses of champagne and plates piled with olives and prosciutto while gazing lustfully at jewel-like legends with virtually unfathomable kinetic capabilities.

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