Parties

Rooftop Partying with David Beckham

David Beckham For H&M Swimwear Private Launch

If you read yesterday’s review of Bread Street Kitchen you may remember that, as chance would have it, family Beckham just so happened to be dining there the very same evening as me. If I seemed weirdly cool about the situation – especially as a Spice Girls obsessive who grew up on a diet of double denim dreams courtesy of Posh n’ Becks – it is because I had in fact spent an evening with David himself earlier that week… Well, kind of. If there’s one thing David Beckham knows well it’s football. If there’s one look he rocks masterfully it’s all things pants related. H&M doesn’t yet produce a range of footie gear (yet?) but they do dole out some excellent swim gear and enlisted ol’ Golden Balls to lend a helping *ahem* hand. To celebrate this glorious union and the tight whiteys that are its fruits H&M decided to throw an A-list bash atop Shoreditch House roof. Unsurprisingly, it was pretty awesome. I kicked off my evening at PRISM’s boutique opening in Marylebone (still kicking myself for not going to the after party at Chiltern St Firehouse, Jude Law was there, swoon). The store is seriously cool, but when else would you expect from London’s Queen of mind bogglingly stylish swimwear and sunglasses, Anna Laub? After polishing off an unspecified minty cocktail, ogling E-V-E-R-Y damn item on display and congratulating Anna on her general fabulousness it was time to head on to Shoreditch House.

Prism Boutique Summer Party On Chiltern Street

Me & Anna Laub

Prism Boutique Summer Party On Chiltern Street

Lovely Anna in PRISM’s incredible store, go visit now!!

David Beckham For H&M Swimwear Private Launch

Me & Nik at Shoreditch House

What with David Beckham playing guest of honour and One Direction rumored to be in attendance, H&M’s rooftop soiree was a seriously hot ticket affair. By the time I arrived paparazzi lined Ebor Street and there a whole lot of excitement in the air. As the lift doors opened the first thing I saw was Suzy Menkes (possibly most legendary fashion editor of them all, bar Anna, and absolutely terrifying in my opinion) reclining on a white poolside lounger. Not something you see everyday but something that made me feel this was a very good party to be at. Elsewhere beautiful, beautifully dressed people milled all around drinking an array of cocktails you would not believe. Besides the fun of everyone-who’s-everyone (who wasn’t at the PRISM party, obvs) being there, it was the kind of really lovely ‘do filled with lots of people I’m genuinely very good friends with and therefore shaped up to be a laugh… A laugh involving David Beckham, an open bar, skyline views of London and incredibly stylish surroundings.

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Me, Nik & Naomi

David Beckham For H&M Swimwear Private Launch

Suzy Menkes

David Beckham For H&M Swimwear Private Launch

Becks, Ellie Goulding and a coupla’ lads from 1D whose names I don’t know but faces I like…

David Beckham For H&M Swimwear Private Launch

Foxes, looking foxy, and Eliza Doolittle, coincidentally also looking foxy

As much fun as everyone was having, there was certainly an air of anticipation about proceedings. There was one reason for this, and once reason only. We were all awaiting the arrival of DB. I always find it fascinating how certain individuals are capable of spurring ordinarily cool-as-ice fashion folk into the kind of over excited frenzy that results in queuing/pushing/physically assaulting for selfies and generally behaving like teenagers. There are only two people who I’ve seen have this effect: Karl Lagerfeld and David Beckham. I’m not above causing GBH with a stiletto if necessary but on this occasion, Becks was so surrounded I could see there would really have been no point trying. Instead I settled on a surreptitiously snapped shot of him kissing Suzy Menkes which I think may have been the better, if rather more bizarre, option.
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Sneaky…

My friends Naomi and Nick both interviewed Becks for their mags – Metro and GQ, respectively – and discovered that it was in fact his tight trunks that sealed the deal with Victoria. So boys if you’re reading, the moral is, get yourselves to H&M and invest in a few pairs of budgie smugglers designed by David.

Love Ella. X

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Alistair Guy White Shirts Dinner

Alistair Guy: White Shirts - Private Dinner at The Century Club

As you may have gathered from my Instagram, last week was a pretty hectic one. Of course, “party season” never really stops in the world of fashion but the sunnier months are when things seriously kick off. Oh and fashion months… and Christmas… whatever, it just seems super busy and extremely fabulous at the moment. Last week got started on Shaftesbury Avenue with a dinner to celebrate my dear friend, Alistair Guy’s White Shirts exhibition at The Century Club. It’s almost hard to believe now the weather is glorious (but for how long..?) that last Monday was about the most horrible day imaginable with torrential downpours at random moments and gale force winds. In lieu of the grim conditions, I entirely caved on my good intentions to take the tube there and opted instead for world’s most expensive Uber. Then again, I’d pinched THE most gorgeous Carven number for the occasion and it didn’t seem worth risking getting it damaged or damp while battling public transport. Well, that and the fact I’m lazy and perhaps a little irresponsible. The taxi journey in fact took double the time the Piccadilly line would have so by the time I pitched up at the members club, hidden through an unmarked oak door surreptitiously tucked between a shop selling tourist tat and a particularly naff Italian restaurant, the party was already in full swing.

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Me & Nik

The champagne was flowing, cocktails on tap and more beautifully dressed guests piling in by the minute. Not dissimilarly to Karen Millen’s ‘No More Tiaras’ supper party the week before, it was the kind of intimate affair where pretty much everyone knows (and more importantly, likes) everyone else and we could all forget about whatever was going on outside and have a good old catch up. Having initially groaned when Alistair reminded me of the black tie dress code that morning – before swiftly begging Carven to lend me something suitably swish - it was actually so perfect. There’s nothing quite like getting all fancy for a relaxed evening of delicious food, fantastic company and minimal pressure to do anything other than enjoy oneself. And that, my friends, is precisely what went down at The Century Club… and then Soho House, perhaps unwisely given that it was, you know, a Monday.

Alistair Guy: White Shirts - Private Dinner at The Century Club

Me, Nik & Alistair

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Alistair Guy & Todd Lynn

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Hugh Harris, Todd Lynn, Gary Powell, Alistair Guy, Mr Hudson & Sasha Bailey

Alistair Guy: White Shirts - Private Dinner at The Century Club

Alistair Guy, Martha Ward, Mr Hudson and Georgia Barretta

After several hours mingling my fellow guests – who included musician Mr Hudson, designer Todd Lynn, stylist (and personal my style crush) Martha Ward, GQ Magazine’s Nick Carvell, actress Olivia Grant, The Libertines’ Gary Powell, Sascha Bailey and Nik, obvs – took our seats for the meal to begin. Evidently, The Century Club is not only beautifully designed and effortlessly luxe, they also know how to serve up a mean three course supper. Light-as-air crab followed by the most tender lamb imaginable with rhubarb panna cotta and carrot cake to finish it all off, and of course, different delectable wine’s with every course, perfection. Finally the last plates where cleared, Alistair’s charming speech was delivered and it was time to head upstairs for cocktails. It was still raining so venturing outside (i.e. going home to bed) wasn’t an option now was it?

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Crab with borage, cucumber, plum & charred baby gem

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Lamb fillet with almonds, onion, celery & broad beans

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Me, Nik & Todd

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Me, Nick Carvell & Katy Lubin

Alistair Guy: White Shirts - Private Dinner at The Century Club

Speech time!

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Me & Alistair

Congratulations Alistair on a wonderful exhibition and thank you for a thoroughly enjoyable evening!

Love Ella. X

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Karen Millen ‘No More Tiaras’ Supper Party

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

As you might remember, a couple of months ago I hosted an event for Karen Millen in their Regents Street store. Besides being a fun project to work on – I do love playing hostess with the mostess – working with them was a very interesting experience for me as there are some pretty big changes afoot at the brand. Having faded somewhat from the fashion fore in recent years, Karen Millen has spent the past 18 months evolving to become the kind of label that, known equally for the quality and contemporary cool aesthetic of its designs, appeals to fashion insiders, brand loyalists and a new generation of high end high street consumers. Not dissimilar to what Whistles has done so successfully in recent years but on a rather larger scale perhaps as with boutiques everywhere from Denmark to Dubai, Karen Millen is very much a global brand. Recent months have seen flagships open in London’s Knightsbridge and New York’s 5th Avenue and in celebration Karen Millen enlisted a coterie of female creatives to create a short film called “No More Tiaras”. Of course, that celebration deserved its own celebration so last week Karen Millen took over Shrimpys, a super chic Mexican restaurant in a former filling station to throw and intimate supper party. And so, on a blustery evening last week I slipped into an outfit that was wholly inappropriate for the weather but so cute and colourful I didn’t care, and headed to Kings Cross where wining, dining and excellent company awaited.

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Stephanie La Cava, Adwoa Aboah & Valentine Fillol-Cordier

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Me, Lilah & Amber

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Amber Atherton & Paula Goldstein
Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Margaritas!!

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Grazia Senior Fashion News & Features Editor, Kathering Ormerod & Stephanie LaCava

We arrived to be greeted with canal side cocktails and I promptly installed myself on a table with Lilah Parsons, Amber Le Bon and Olivia Grant to discuss the awesomeness of Miley’s Bangerz show the night before and how much warmer one feels when wearing a bra. I’m not entirely sure how that conversation arose but it did and for some reason it’s stuck in my mind so there you go! Other guests included Paula Goldstein, Tolula Adeyemi, Amber Atherton, Dominic Jones, Harmony Boucher and Betty Adewole, as well as the ladies involved in the film and a selection of London editors and journos. Fabulous though great big, hundred-plus-people bashes can be, sometimes an intimate dinner where you can really chat and relax is exactly what you need and Karen Millen’s ‘No More Tiaras’ supper party was just that.

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Le Menu

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Tolula Adeyemi

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner
Felix Cooper, Olivia Grant & Amber Atherton

Karen Millen - No More Tiaras Dinner

Me again

Strangely, I’ve never really eaten Mexican before and after the Shrimpys experience can tell you I’ll most definitely be eating it again! Kicking off with sea sass and squid cerviche, jicama & orange salad and beef tostada served family style, we munched on a feast of swordfish, fried chicken, corn on the cob, spicy sides, corn croquetas and padron peppers. What with the banana & peanut butter sandwiches (!!), ricotta hot cakes and dulce de leche served for dessert, afterwards I pretty much ended up waddling to my car!

Of course the evening also afforded us a sneak peek at ‘No More Tiaras’ the film! Directed by Mary Nighy, styled by Valentine Fillol Cordier and starring illustrator, Langley Fox Hemmingway, screenwriter/actress Dylan Penn, actress/model Adwoa Aboa and writer Stephanie LaCava, it’s well worth a watch. Check it out below…

Thank you Karen Millen for a wonderful evening!

Love Ella. X

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Fendi Hits Bond Street

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Fendi was never going to arrive on Bond Street quietly. Recent years have seen Fendi doing very little quietly, something that I for one am extremely happy about. Between the megawatt advertising campaigns, “it” crowd fans and sell out bag bug charms adorning the arm candy of every fashion girl worth her sartorial salt, the Italian purveyor of all things luxurious is undeniably having a moment. Admittedly, Fendi has been periodically having “moments” for decades. The Baguette bag, the Spring/Summer 2008 show on the Great Wall of China, Vogue’s declaration in 1983 that “when you think the Fendis have taken fur as far as it can go… think again!” The brand has long had an element of unconventionality that no doubt accounts for its meteoric growth from small Roman leather goods shop and furrier in 1925 to global fashion empire coveted by dowagers, oligarchs and twenty something celebutantes alike. Add to that the fact that Fendi is still run by the 5 namesake sisters, with Karl Lagerfeld the honorary sixth Fendi having joined the label in 1965, there is undeniably something special about it. Then of course, there are the clothes and accessories themselves which continue to combine high luxury, traditional craftsmanship and contemporary irreverence so exquisitely it’s no surprise that Bont Street store launch was the hottest ticket it town on that drizzly Thursday evening.

Fendi Flagship Store Launch, New Bond Street, London 1/5/2014

Moi

Decked out in head to toe pink, I braved the rain and attracted a fair few bemused commuter stairs clattering along Piccadilly. The treats inside were certainly worth the journey. Seriously, I would sell my soul for one of those furs! Hell, even just for a furry Fendi key ring. Despite arriving a mere twenty minutes after the official kick off time, the place was already packed and would only get more so as the evening continued. After pausing to pose for the photographers while simultaneously trying to disguise the fact I appeared to have been dragged through a hedge backwards, grabbing a glass of champagne and locating Nik, it was time to explore the store. And what a store it is! There are a lot of fabulous fashion emporiums in this part of the world but Fendi’s flagship takes the proverbial cake. Sleek, modern and insanely spacious while still highlighting the time tested traditional techniques behind the brand’s creations and providing plenty of tucked away spaces for customers craving privacy. An hour or so later, Karl Lagerfeld would take up residence in one of these, that closest to the mind boggling fur room. Fendi’s Bond Street flagship does exactly what such a store should do; transports you far, far away from the chaos of central London and into the brand’s own world, a of unimaginable luxury, boundless creativity and quirky, old school charm.

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Arizona Muse

Fendi Flagship Store Launch, New Bond Street, London 1/5/2014

Evangeline, Tanya & Bip Ling

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Suki Waterhouse with Cara & Poppy Delevingne

Naturally there was more than just the store to ogle. There were the guests themselves! Think Lily Allen, Cara Delevingne, Naomi Campbell, Suki Waterhouse, David Gandy, Elisa Sednaoui and Tinie Tempah to name but a handful. I caught up with Whinnie Williams and Zara Martin as well as Brazilian beauties Victoria Ceridono – Beauty Editor for Vogue Brazil with an instagram feed to die for – and designer-to-know Barbara Casasola.

Fendi Flagship Store Launch, New Bond Street, London 1/5/2014

Lily Allen & Charlotte Stockdale

Fendi Flagship Store Launch, New Bond Street, London 1/5/2014

Naomi Campbell

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Aluna Francis

Aside from being a prime opportunity for people watching and store exploring, this soirée was also a celebration of Fendi’s latest charitable endeavour, the Peekaboo Project. I don’t need to explain what a Peekaboo is to you. Since Silvia Venturini Fendi concocted the bag style back in 2009, it has become an obsession among women (and men) across the world. This project sees Fendi enlist a selection of powerful, iconic females to personalise their own Peekaboo with the results displayed in store throughout May. The creations of artist Tracey Emin, actresses Gwyneth Paltrow and Naomie Harris, models Cara Delevingne, Jerry Hall and Georgia-May Jagger, architect Zaha Hadid, fashion illustrator Tanya Ling, singer Adele and journalist Kate Adie will also be auctioned online (here) throughout the month with all proceeds going to Kids Company. So if you needed an excuse to drop mega bucks on a one of a kind handbag, now is your moment my friends!

Love Ella. X

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Monday Funday with Gaultier

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I always adore a private view. It’s much like going to an exhibition (well duh) but with the additional bonus of getting to wear a fancy frock and drink limitless amounts of champagne while getting yo culture on. Generally speaking though, there isn’t much of a party vibe per se. Don’t get me wrong they’re always sociable affairs full of fabulous folk to chat with but, aside from the odd exception – Hugo Boss’s Saatchi Gallery soiree last summer, for instance – half the guests don’t end up being physically turfed out an hour after things were meant to wrap up. I’m happy to tell you that’s exactly what happened at the Barbican a couple of Mondays ago. Then again, the artiste whose work was being celebrated was none other than Jean Paul Gaultier so really, what else would you expect?

The Fashion World Of Jean Paul Gaultier - VIP Reception

It’s not often I pull five outfit changes on a Monday but that’s precisely what happened on this occasion. Six if you count wriggling out of my A-MAZING Ada Zandtion couture dress and back into waxed jeans after the private view to continue our party at Soho House. Having debuted my snazzy new fluoro gym gear and donned a little Carven number to shoot for Metro (watch this space!) in the morning, I decked myself in virtually head to toe pink for a project prepping session with Kate Spade that afternoon. Then, come 6pm, it was time for the aforementioned waxed jeans and leopard accessories for the unveiling of Gerald Scarfs installation at the Rosewood Hotel, where Ada then met me with the beautiful creation I’d be wearing to Gaultier afterwards. The whole experience was so ridiculously indulgent and generally over exciting I practically hyperventilated throughout.

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Once appropriately attired in a sculptural petal dress crafted from buttersoft swathes of glove leather (I know) I managed to regain my composure just enough not to make a total tit of myself among the A listers gathered at the Barbican. And when I say “A Listers” I don’t mean random selection of ‘slebs. We’re talking high fashion doyennes, industry icons and the kind of couture clad ladies and gents who live, breathe and dream Gaultier. You got the feeling that everyone there felt genuinely passionate about the man and his work. Not that I have any aversion to attending parties largely based on their open bar policy but given the immense impact Jean Paul has had on the worlds of fashion and pop culture I felt this was a fitting and wholly deserved tribute. Londoners ranging from Alexandra Shulman, Jade Parfitt and Erin O’Connor to David Downton and Miles Aldridge had all flocked to the museum while countless other fashion and art world figures had jetted in from Paris, New York and Japan for the occasion.

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Me, Ada, Nik, Alexis & Josh

The Fashion World Of Jean Paul Gaultier - VIP Reception

Erin O’Connor

The Fashion World Of Jean Paul Gaultier - VIP Reception

Alexandra Shulman

The Fashion World Of Jean Paul Gaultier - VIP Reception

Nik Thakkar

Suffice to say, it was a truly excellent evening. Besides getting to hang out with some of my favourite people while wearing a dress so exquisite it made my head hurt (or maybe that was the champagne which was indeed a’ flowing), I met Jean Paul Gaultier (the loveliest man!) and went round the exhibition at least three separate times.

If you didn’t spot my review, catch up here, and get your gorgeous selves to the Barbican toute suite!

Love Ella. X

Images courtesy of Dave Bennett for Getty

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