STILL KICKIN: Calvin Klein at Bruce Weber’s party at the Standard  Miami;**Check out Patti Smith hiding on the right… shhh!

Take some jaded beauty and freak-loving jet setters with enough money and/or time to float and place them within a twenty-block radius in Miami Beach, and you’re bound to uncover secrets, see ghosts. For a certain crowd of  ‘joie de vivre,’ this week’s five day Art Basel Miami Fair proved more of a party your pants off affair augmented by some art browsing on cloudy days. A few folks crawled out from underground…

The irony — the real Calvin Klein– the man who started using kiddy models in tarted-up poses to great effect, popped up to fete photographer Bruce Weber, touting his book of young men in underwear at the Standard Hotel. Rock crooner, poet, and photographer Patti Smith lurked behind trees on the lawn away from the bar, and boys lining up for Bruce’s autograph. Evidence of a true artist should be noted. Often they’re social pariahs like Patti. In hiding of a different kind at Weber’s party, fashion diva socialite, Daphne Guinness, was unrecognizable in dyed black hair (or was it a wig?) and a day dress.

Showman designer, Jeremy Scott, who outfitted Madonna many times for tours and now dresses Lady Gaga, skipped surveying paintings one afternoon to dig through the stash at Douglas Garden Jewish Thrift Store in Hallandale. Who knew Scott got his inspiration for tit enhancing glitter tops and other body kitsch from bubbe?

At Visionaire’s rooftop party at the Delano, Holly Dunlap, designer of the (sadly) now defunct shoe line, Hollywould, cut a rug under the stars as bad boy French painter, Cyprien Gaillard, spun records and flipped his fists in the air…hmm, famed painter behind the turntable. Take trend notes, kids, for 2010. I can sense the wave approaching. And Dunlap is headed for Malawi to live for a spell and start up a home interiors line.

Strange economics spurs creativity and lots of late nights… For the past several days, we watched the sunrise. En route to that hour last night, my friend Tommy Saleh– who orchestrates events at Soho and Tribeca Grand — received a text from the David LaChapelle party at the Raleigh–something about Daphne taking off all her clothes and jumping in the pool with a slew of trannies (waiting for a proof). Demure one day (read about her new look above) and wild the next. Strange days are these…

Photographer Bruce Weber and his brand new book, Friday night at the Standard Hotel, Miami Beach