It was the grand opening of Tiffany & Co in Brussels at the Boulevard de Waterloo N°66, wedged comfortably in between the Chanel, Rykiels and Vuitton stores.
The local beau monde flocked to the 'gemological' event of the year.
The term "High End" was invented for these kind of gatherings: with a crowd of wealthy industrialists, socialites and aristocrats gawking over counters filled with so many cold-ass chains, earrings and diamond trinkets you risked frostbite by leaning too close.
Even the 'amuse bouche' chocolates had a (real) gold topping and were served in a satin jewellery box as an edible pearl and gold necklace. I heard that originally, they were going to be served in a basket hanging from the horn of a live white unicorn parading around the room, but I guess the budget got cut. Shame.
Still, you can spend worse nights than this: sipping champagne in your favourite new shirt, surrounded by jewellery models dressed as Marilyn Monroe (see above), Jackie O. and Audrey Hepburn.
See you next year in Amsterdam?