Fashion is an industry that needs no excuse for festivites and the lead up to Christmas brings more stylish soirees than even the most dedicated reveller could attend. Part of me longs for the magical day to arrive purely so I can swap my stilettos for slippers, wear pyjamas 24/7 and scoff chocolates while re-watching Love Actually for the millionth time. Admittedly, that part of me is small and I know that after the initial novelty of elasticated waistbands wore off I’d be itching to get back on the party circuit. Last Wednesday was a particularly wild one that left everyone who attended feeling distinctly worse for wear the next morning. Our first port of call was Carnaby Street where super cool Scandi brand Cheap Monday were celebrating the launch of their Glow in the Dark collection.
I’ve worn Cheap Monday jeans FOREVER (great fit, great price) and the label’s current offerings are particularly covetable. After just about managing to refrain from buying the super soft cords in every single colour, my housemate/partner in crime Georgie and I decided to pop out to the Maybelline party in the hope that the tills would have closed by the time we returned (they hadn’t). More on the Maybelline ‘do will be coming your way soon, but in the interest of not confusing myself, for now I’ll stick to this one. When we got back to Cheap Monday DJ Hanna Hanra was on the decks and the store was absolutely heaving. After a bumping into my usual party pals Graeme (Drapers Junior Editor) and Seb (Notion Magazine Online Editor) we decided to head on to the evening’s third and, in theory, final destination. Broadly speaking, great fashion parties fall into two categories: ultra extravagant and so-hip-it-hurts. The Cheap Monday bash definitely came under the latter and when we arrived at the after party – held underground in Brewer Street car park – I was extremely thankful I’d opted against wearing a silky cocktail number. As venues go, it was a pretty spectacular one with luminous green lights casting an eerie glow over revelers sipping lethally strong vodka mixers and dancing to the sounds of DJs Lovely Jojo and FEADZ & KITO (I’d never heard of them which generally indicates they’re good).
Several hours, countless drinks and a lot of fun later the party drew to a close. In retrospect going home at this point (i.e NOT into Soho) would have been an idea but of course, we didn’t. Oh well, ’tis the season to be jolly and all that.
Love Ella. X