The day after the festival in Sant Joan, Jagger is in Eivissa to pick up a cake for her 13-year-old daughter's birthday party later that afternoon. She stops by Inkadelic, a big tattoo parlor with an Eastern spiritual vibe that is one of her favorite haunts because of its silver-toothed owner, Neil Ahern. A golden mandala painting of hers adorns the walls, which are filled with religious objects from Tibet, Japan, and India."Neil is my male muse," Jagger says. "His work is eccentric, and he has great integrity."
Around the corner is the vintage clothing store Ganesha, another rendezvous for the local artycrowd. Its owner, Vicente Hernández, manages to sell her two Wasilly chairs and some retro bowls before she has to scurry off on cobblestoned streets to the party. Hernández smiles with the warmest affection. "We need more people like Jade on Ibiza," he says. "She finds friends here, and she's good for the island."
Clearly the island is good for her, too, with its seen-it-all response to celebrities and eccentrics. Jagger, who regularly sketches and paints as inspiration for her jewelry designs, considers herself more artist than business- woman. She likes the people she meets, who have left Milan, London, and Paris to create a kind of South Beach on the Mediterranean. "I enjoy being here, even if it is somewhat overrun," she says. "You don't always have to be in the newest spot, complaining about overdevelopment while you've got one foot in the virgin sand. Maybe it's better to ruin a place that's already a little ruined."
It's Friday night, and a friend is having an opening, a painting exhibition at a small bar in Eivissa. Jagger wants to be supportive, so here she is, looking both laid-back and fabulous (denim jacket over a white jersey dress and flip-flops), talking to other artists, and taking international calls on her cell phone between drinks. Then she's off to her preferred Italian restaurant, Macao, on the seaside promenade in Sa Penya.
Everybody is greeting one another and Jagger seems happy to be at the center of it all. A friend, a former Versace model who lives part-time on Ibiza and part-time in Goa, shows Jagger some pictures on her laptop. Others from Ibiza's creative circles stop by to say hello. It's as if Jagger, the toast of the town, has lived here her entire life.
"Who wants to be lost in a pine forest all the time?" she says later. "I'd go crazy."
T+L contributing editor BOB MORRIS writes a biweekly column for the New York Times Sunday Styles section.