An hour into the Purple magazine party at the Top of the Standard, Lindsay Lohan stepped down into our cluster of booths, and did a quick left-right scan of the Fashion Week die-hards sitting nearby. As she was about to leave, two familiar voices rang out.
“Lindsaaaay,” Nicky Hilton said.
“Oh heyyyy Lindsay,” Paris Hilton said.
The three embraced with little enthusiasm, as if their hellos were nothing more than a perfunctory nod to their harder-partying times of nearly a decade ago.