All Three and Jessica McCormack Hosted an Evening Written in the Stars

Jessica McCormack, Claire Olshan, Tal Waksal, Leandra Medine Cohen

Photo by: Ethan O'Grady

On a blistering cold Tuesday evening, Jessica McCormack’s Madison Avenue townhouse-meets-jewelry trove became a warmed-up holiday haven full of whimsy and elegance—an atmosphere created to welcome Tal Waksal’s emerging label, All Three.

Waksal, who strikes a balance between casual and refined with her approach to everyday essentials, was circling the room in a jet black silk dress of her own design. Styled with a cropped bolero and an artfully messy bun atop her head, four of McCormack’s celebrity-favorite diamond Gypset earrings added the quintessential finishing touch. “‘All Three’ means balance,” she told Vogue, noting that the name is also an homage to the lineage of strong women she comes from. “My grandmother was a single mother and a seamstress who raised two girls alone. She is very ‘couture,’” Waksal laughed, referring to her proverbial muse while waving bejeweled fingers in the air. “Meanwhile my mom is very, ‘that girl who got married barefoot.’ She wears Levi’s and t-shirts. And I think I’m the hybrid of both.”

Two tarot card readers held court in the cozy corners of the townhouse—a fitting activity considering the origin of the brand stems back to a fateful and inspiring tarot card that Waksal credits with changing her life. Elsewhere, guests broke open fortune cookies with excitement and clinked their glasses of teeny martinis to cheer to good fortune.

On display across the townhouse was All Three’s latest must-have: a raw-hem silk scarf with a hand-drawn interpretation of The Star tarot card, which symbolizes hope and renewal. The piece was, of course, draped with McCormack’s signature button-back Georgian-set diamond necklaces too. “Partnering on this event was so natural, and the brands have such good synergy that it just made sense,” McCormack noted.

On the third floor of the townhouse, a feast for both the appetite and the eyes awaited. Caterer ChiChi Eats procured a table overflowing with sticky blocks of honeycomb, crusty baguettes, and a radish-and-butter tower worthy of its own spotlight in a glass display case. A bowl of dates sat next to bunches of grapes, all illuminated by the warm glow of candlesticks positioned in antique candelabras. Waksal held up a glass of Champagne to toast the room: “This event came from a series of moments that guided me—including the reading—and I hope tonight gives you a nudge, a message, or motivation you didn’t know you needed.”

Guests became fast friends, draping All Three’s silk pieces over their own outfits and decorating each other in diamonds. By the end of the night, it was crystal clear why Waksal and McCormack’s partnership was meant to be.