Stewart’s New Refrain: Da Ya Think I’m Dressy?

You can thank the fashion gods of rock ‘n’ roll for Kimberly Stewart, the very friendly grown-up actress-daughter of Rod “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy” Stewart, who, by the way, is still all that.

But back to fashion.

Daddy Stewart, it turns out, is color blind (who knew?), and sometimes, Kimberly has to give Pops the once over before he parties. Case in point: Wednesday night’s premiere at Pacific’s Cinerama Dome in Hollywood of Columbia Pictures’ “Still Crazy,” the story of a middle-aged rock band called Strange Fruit on the comeback trail 20 years after breaking up.

Sitting next to him during the post-premiere party at LunaPark, Kimberly said, “My father always has a unique vibe going on, combining the new ‘90s look with lots of clothes that he mixes and matches from the ‘80s and clothes he has custom-made.

“I help him out with what fits best, what is new. He’s pretty good on his own, but sometimes he’ll put on something like bright yellow and bright orange, and I’ll be like, ‘No Dad, you have to go change.’ ”

From the tippy top of his trademark spiky locks to his very stylish boots, Stewart was put together quite nicely, thank you, in leather pants and a below-the-knee blue-gray rock frock and matching vest. Kudos to Kimberly, who often takes her her dad shopping.

Said Papa Stewart: “My daughter advises me on certain clothes to buy. She’s like my personal stylist. But I think you’ve gotta wear what your body allows--and sort of act your age a bit, if that is still possible.”

Designers? Stewart said he likes to wear anybody, no one in particular. Well, except for Versace, added Kimberly. “He’s a major Versace fan, what with all the colors and stuff.”

Tommy’s Gift Too Loud?

John Waite of the Babys, who also has his favorite designers, turned out looking stylishly hip in a leather three-button coat and dark trousers. Just the day before, designer Tommy Hilfiger had sent him something to try on for size. Maybe, even for a certain movie premiere.

“I almost showed up in it, but I thought it’d be too flash,” Waite said. “I thought it better to dress down.”

Waite recalled that when he started out in the biz, his look was “very English mod. Back then, rather than have dinner, you’d go and buy a nice shirt.” These days, he said, the raciness and rebellion of rock ‘n’ roll are common threads in rock fashion history, and MTV has become the Home Shopping Network for the rock set.

And he loves to shop. “If I see a nice pair of shoes I pick them up. I like clothes. It’s an expression of who you are, pretty much like music.”

Mick Jones of Foreigner attended, all in black designed by Paul Smith: coat and trousers, ban collar shirt. He also sported a new ‘do, going from long brown hair with blond streaks to bleached buzz cut.

“I only saw this (haircut) for the first time on Saturday,” said his wife, Ann Dexter Jones, a magazine writer-editor and stylist. She recalled the first time she met her rocker hubby and realized he was a true fashion renegade: “He turned up with lace-up shoes and no socks. And to wear no socks is a very no-no British thing to do.”

As for his new coif, she said: “I was shocked.” BC--that’s before cut--he looked very chic, very European, Ann said. “Now he looks like a well-educated thug. But I knew he wanted it. I said, well, ‘Hell go for it.’ ”

Turned On to Armani and Klein

Jones credits his wife for his rock ‘n’ roll flair, which includes Giorgio Armani and duds designed by good friend Calvin Klein “who always tries to make sure,” Jones said, “that I’m wearing the right thing.”

Kevin Cronin of REO Speedwagon recalled lopping off his trademark longish locks a couple years ago. “My hair used to have this effect on children, like scare them. So I thought before my daughter, Holly, was born I’d better cut it.” What once was long and wild is now a very now short, messy, spiky--organized chaos, we like to call it--brown highlights on a head of silver-blond hair.

Cronin also relies on his wife as his personal style guru.

Cronin to his wife, Lisa: “What designers do I like, honey?”

Lisa: “Oh, anybody that is at Barneys. You like Richard Tyler.”

Cronin: “Oh yeah. And I do like Calvin Klein underwear. Does that count?”