The last few days we've started to feel like the fresh-squeezed oranges behind the bar at the MINI Rooftop--crushed, pulped, and pulled every which way. That's why it was a true wonder to stroll into the Highline Ballroom and see a relaxed, though electrified, audience enjoying the Prps presentation. We don't know what the capacity of the venue is, but it was at least a third under its maximum, which made seeing the clothes&mash;a fine, baggy denim collection, all the more pleasant. But we're pretty sure the crowd at the Prps presentation wasn't there for the denim or bite-size h'ordeurves. For the big event of the night, MGMT performed a spectacular, sweaty show for only 200 people, and rocked the metallic tights off right off everyone's legs. Pamela Love was booty shakin' with her buddy all night long. Peaches Geldoff was too busy canoodling with her fresh-out-of-the-box husband to notice Cory Kennedy and crew being scolded by security for lighting up inside. Cobrasnake shot the scene and NHL star and former Vogue intern kept a low profile. None of this, however, compared to viewing the hottest band of the moment in an intimate atmosphere with elbow room to spare. After braving the tents all week long, we so deserved this.