Parties

LCM AW14 Party Round Up

So you’ve heard about the shows I attended and large amounts of mingling that took place in between, now let’s talk about what went down when the lights went out. Well, not “out” exactly but it sounded snappy (right?) and you know what I mean. This may have only been London Collections Men’s fourth season but already it’s become synonymous with really awesome parties. AW14 kicked off with a very refined affair hosted by none other than GQ Magazine and Dolce & Gabbana with Kylie Minogue (!!!) playing guest of honour. As a child of the nineties and shameless pop music lover I completely and utterly adore Kylie. Add Italy’s most iconic design duo, a store that resembles a palazzo and some seriously fine wine into the mix and you’ve got a recipe for one spectacular evening. In honour of Miss Minogue and the general fabulousness I suspected would ensue, I donned the REDValentino number I’d been saving for a special occasion and my new Sophia Webster heart detailed shoes. Given that I rather resembled a human cupcake, I hoped others would embrace the glamour of La Dolce Vita and get their gladrags on. Luck was on my side and for once I hadn’t grossly misjudged the dress code; there were more slick Dolce suits than you could shake a stick at and Kylie looked exquisite in polka dots.

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David Gandy, Kylie Minogue & Charlie Siem at the GQ Magazine x Dolce & Gabbanna party

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Me & Thom Evans at the GQ Magazine x Dolce & Gabbana Party

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It was a serene and splendid evening spent catching up with friends and even enjoying a violin performance by Charlie Siem (how civilized!). Later wiping out in my Sophia Websters on the slippery floor of Hammersmith tube station while, to my shame, clutching a bag of MacDonalds French fries was rather less dignified; bloody English weather.

As you might remember, London Collections Men day 1 was a cracker kicking off with Topman making it rain and ending with my dear friends Ada Zanditon and Nik Thakkar’s first catwalk show. Aside from the excellent clothes, one of the great things about the Ada + Nik show was that as soon as the models took their final bow, Sebastian Bartz hit the decks and the runway turned into the after party.

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Ada Zanditon & Nik Thakkar

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Alistair Guy, Me & Oz Thakkar on the FROW at Ada + Nik

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Sebastian Bartz on the decks at the Ada + Nik party

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Me & model Jimmy Q at the Ada + Nik party

After congratulating the designers on one hell of a performance I spotted my usual fashion week partners in crime, Serena and Millie. Having not seen either of them since early December hugging, squealing and general over excitement ensued. By the time we’d calmed down and guzzled a couple of Snow Queen vodka cocktails it was time to hit party number two.

Next up, was a cocktail ‘do held by my beloved Mulberry. Such is my love for this brand that they could frankly invite me to the opening of an envelope in Skegness and I’d be there. This, however, was a chic soiree on Bond Street packed with some of my favourite fashion faces alongside the likes of Arizona Muse, Suzy Menkes, Caroline Rush and Natalie Massenet. We got stuck into G&T’s and deliciously indulgent treats from Mark Hix “Fish n’ Hix” van parked outside (step up from the previous evening’s fries, no?).

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Gin O’Clock!

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Arizona Muse et Moi at the Mulberry party

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Suzy Menkes

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Fish Dog anyone?

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Naomi, Millie & Me at the Mulberry Party

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Natalie Massenet at the Mulberry party

After a thoroughly enjoyable hour or so ogling the bags and catching up with Naomi (hadn’t seen her in all of, um, two hours), Tanya Burr and stateside pal, Eugene Tong, it was time to hit the road. Party number three was calling.

Each season, there are always a couple of parties that everyone is going to and even the most usually nonchalant are excited about. The Esquire Magazine bash at Rosewood’s new London hotel was definitely that, and then some. With DJ sets from Charlie XCX and Boy George (!!) plus limitless Johnnie Walker Gold Label Reserve cocktails I suspected things were about to get raucous and I was not wrong. Quite literally everyone was in attendance. From Tinie Tempah, David Dandy and Dermot O’Leary to all my regular fash pals.

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Bar fully stocked with Johnnie Walker

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Wearing Coach & Whistles at the Esquire Magazine party

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David Gandy & Zara Martin at the Esquire party

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Lilah Parsons & Wretch 32

We danced, we drank and I forced everyone back onto the dancefloor against their’ will before the night was done. Pain may have been writ large all over our faces at the J.W. Anderson show the next morning but boy, it was worth it.

For a day with just four shows, day number 2 seemed incredibly long but by the time darkness fell I magically felt sprightly again, weird how that happens isn’t it? And it was lucky I did because my first evening engagement was another homage to the creative talent of a dear friend, the private view of Alistair Guy’s latest photography exhibition, White Shirts. Alistair is one hell of a portrait photographer and the images of David Gandy, Jack Fox, Mr Phillip Start and a coterie of other notable gentleman were the perfect combination of soft and striking. Simplicity was key, both in the works and the exhibition space itself located in Soho Members spot, the Century Club. The ever dashing David Gandy was also in attendance along with most of the London fashion community. After congratulating Alistair on a truly excellent body of work it was time for me to say my goodbyes and pop across town to Libertys.

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Alistair Guy at his White Shirts Private View

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Alistair Guy & David Gandy

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Me & Alistair (clearly I did not think through the effects of pale cream underwear + flash photography, soz)

Last season I was well and truly gutted to miss this bash, co-hosted by Men’s Health Magazine, YMC and Liberty London. Everyone had gone on and on about it afterwards, while I’d spent the evening curled up in the foetal position thanks to the agony of acute ulcerative pharyngitis. Not that I felt sorry for myself or anything. This time around nothing and no one was going to stop me attending, even the fact that ever single other LCM attendee seemed equally determined. The place was packed fit to burst but despite the crowds we managed to grab a plateful of Moscow Mules and even find space for a boogie.

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Me & Tanya Burr at the Men’s Health x YMC x Liberty London party

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Tinie Tempah rocking MAJOR florals at Libertys 

Once I’d managed to lose the cloakroom twice, “accidentally” venture into the store itself and catch up with Courtney Blackman, we hot footed it up the road to the London EDITION. Another party!? I hear you say and I admit, three in one night seems excessive. But I hasten to add it was only about 9pm (ok, 10) by this point, and hey, it’s not London Collections Men every day. The London EDITION opened just in time for LFW SS14 and swiftly established itself as the prime location for stylish debauchery in the city. During the fashion week interlude, this reputation didn’t wane and I’ve spent many an evening sipping Sancerre there over the past months. The host for the particular soiree was Ben Sherman who were toasting their latest collection. Down in the basement things were in full swing and we got ourselves straight on the dancefloor. Among my fellow revelers were Stylenoir Editor, James Joseph, Company Magazine’s Alexxsia Elizabeth, designer-of-the-moment Charlie May and Camille of Camille Over The Rainbow.

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Me arriving at the Ben Sherman party

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Ben Sherman Party

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Inside The London EDITION Basement

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Eliza Doolittle at the Ben Sherman party

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Suzy Street, James Joseph, Me & Charlotte Bell at the Ben Sherman party

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Me & Alexxsia Elizabeth at The London EDITION

Many dances later a group of use decided to hit Soho House for sustenance and there we sat laughing and snacking until they booted us out into the chilly almost-dawn. All in all, a damn good couple of days! And not long until fashion month…

Love Ella. X

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Isabel Marant Takes London

Isabel Marant London Dinner And Party

So, picking up where we left off with a cliff hanger promise… Party number two on that chilly Thursday evening was hosted by none other than Isabel Marant. And it started at 11pm which, for a fash bash, is pretty wild in itself. And who was it that kept us out on the town until silly o’clock? None other than Isabel Marant who made a whirlwind trip to London to toast the unveiling of her long awaited Mayfair boutiques and remind us quite how well Parisiennes know how to party.

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C’est moi!

I’m sure you’ll argree that Isabel Marant is unequivocally, one of if not THE coolest designer in Paris. The insane fashion feeding frenzy surrounding her H&M collab proved this, as does the even more insane (or totally justified, in the opinion of many including myself) prices they’re fetching in eBay. Marant’s designs simply ooze effortless, give a damn, chicness so it stands to reason that any soirée hosted by the woman herself would be a good one. And it was, oh it was.

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As you might remember from my previous party diary, Nik, Millie, Christian and I had spent the earlier hours of the evening revelling at iconic London department store, Fortnums & Masons. By the time we piled out and were in a taxi tearing through Soho I was so over excited about the possibility of meeting Isabel herself (!) all thoughts of feigning French nonchalance went out the window. My invitation read “Welsh Church” and none of us could work out where the hell the place was. After trooping up and down Shaftesbury Avenue a few times we saw a gaggle of sartorially gifted folk piling into a doorway and knew we’d hit the jackpot. The space itself was, as the name suggested, a gloriously high ceilinged former church that had been transformed into a twinkling, antique furnished den of glamourous iniquity. The cocktails were flowing and the music deafening meaning that in lieu of polite chat we all soon found ourselves on the dancefloor. In between all that dancing (and we did a lot of dancing and, rather embarrassingly, I instigated a dance off on more than one occasion) I was lucky enough to get a bit of face time with the woman of the hour herself who, it has to be said, was utterly lovely. Like many Brits, I have a pathological and largely unfounded fear that any stylish, successful French woman I meet will be intimidating beyond belief and probably mean to me. I’m yet to experience this ever actually being the case, even in fashion. Not only was Isabel charming, she also seemed like a hell of a lot of fun, dancing cigarette in hand looking stylish beyond belief in skinny trousers and a silver sequinned tee.

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Bip Ling & Mary Charteris

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Christian, Me, Millie & Nik

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Isabel Marant & Me

This was, hands down, one of the best fashion parties I’ve ever been lucky enough to attend… Even if it did leaving me wishing I was French in a pretty major way.

Love Ella. X

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Fortnum & Mason Christmas Fayre

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Good God I love Christmas. No matter now technically grown up I get, the mere thought of my favourite festive pastimes puts a big, fat grin on my face. London is especially gorgeous this time of year. Even the inevitable rain doesn’t completely piss on the proverbial parade thanks to indoor emporiums of general jollity and nice stuff to eat, drink and buy like Fortnum & Mason. If you’ve never been to fortnums, you absolutely must. Less a department store than a giant, charming, old fashioned boutique stuffed with lovely stuff. At Christmas, the whole place resembles a twinkling, glittering dolls house… In a tasteful, unassuming English way of course. It’s cafés also do some of the finest afternoon teas in town but Earl Grey and scones aren’t the point of this post. Having not been able to indulge in the treats I usually do this time of year thanks to the whole final-year-uni-deadlines thing getting in the way, I was extremely excited to get myself in the festive mood with an evening at the Fortnum’s Christmas Fayre. Actually, the event’s full title was the “Fortnum & Mason and Quintessentially Foundation ‘Fayre of St James’ in association with The Crown Estate” but thats a wee bit wordy.

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Olivia Grant

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PPQ’s Amy Molyneux

After managing to guilt trip my dad into taking me out for dinner (mwahahaha) I headed to Piccadilly where Fortnum and Mason was already bustling with fashion, art, media and assorted London society types ready to enjoy the thrill of being in a department store after hours coupled with the obvious perks of an open bar… Or maybe that was just me and everyone else was in it purely for the charity auction. On the subject of said auction, the evening was in aid of Rays of Sunshine, a UK charity devoted to granting wishes for seriously and terminally ill children and about the worthiest cause imaginable. If ever there were a reason to drop big bucks on something fabulous that, my friends, would be it.

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Henry Conway

Within seconds of arriving I spotted the usual party suspects, Alistair Guy, Lilah Parsons, Henry Conway, Oliver Cheshire, Olivia Grant and Pixie Lott. I also spied The Noisettes Shingai Soniwa looking stunning as per always and a dashing Alex Pettyfer getting shamelessly ogled (by me). Fortnum and Masons always boasts divine decor but on this occasion the it had been rigged out with an illuminated dance floor (in a non tacky way), a caviar bar, two champagne bars and a stage where we were treated to a succession of live music performances. On top of all that, they’d also laid on THE most awesome quintessentially (no pun intended) British banquet imaginable and despite having just come from a delicious dinner, I found myself joining Alistair on a battenburg cake hunt. FYI, we found it and it was awesome.

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Me & Lilah

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Me & Alistair (apologies for the deeply un-chic bra strap situation)

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Insta-puds!

Eventually my serial partners in crime, wine and general fun times, Millie Cotton, Nik Thakkar and Christian arrived just as the main event began. In case you’d forgotten (I kind of had… blame it on the boogie, or the booze, or both) the point of the event was a live silent auction in aid of Rays of Sunshine. We all gathered round and Sotheby’s Chairman Henry Wyndham read out the jealous making lots which raised a whopping £200,000! Then, of course, it was back to the dance floor for one last whirl before it was time for us to hit the road. Things were about to get pretty wild at party number two but that, mes amies, is a tale for another post.

Love Ella x

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British Fashion Awards 2013

British Fashion Awards 2013

Ah, the British Fashion Awards. Nothing like a big, fancy celebration of the UK’s sartorial clout to make you come over all patriotic. I was lucky enough to attend last year’s ceremony and adored every second of it but this time around the British Fashion Council truly took things above and beyond. I shared my outfit for the evening with you earlier this week but in case you missed it, I went all out Brit-tastic in a bejewelled, cobalt lace Matthew Williamson number with a glittery Anya Hindmarch clutch. No matter how many major fashion events I go to, I still feel a knot of nervous anticipation beforehand and considering the clout of this occasion, I felt positively giddy. Ridiculous really considering that no one would be looking my way with A listers flocking from all over the globe to attend and God knows I wasn’t nominated for anything, but there you go! By the time I arrived at the Coliseum Opera Theatre, the whole of St Martins Lane was packed with paparazzi, police and bemused passers by interspersed with insanely glamourous attendees clutching their invitations and high heeling it through the fray as fast as their Kirkwoods could carry them. While I waited for Nik to arrive, I stopped for a quick cigarette outside the St Martins Lane hotel and heard a french accented voice behind me ask to borrow a light. I turned round to discover said voice belonged to none other than Clemence Poesy, one of my favourite actresses and ultimate style crush, which naturally caused me to completely lose my cool and blurt out how much I loved her in The Tunnel. Oh well.

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Clemence Poesy & Erdem Moralioglu

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Rosie Huntington Whitely

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Susie Lau

Once Nik finally arrived (admittedly I was stupidly early so couldn’t really get annoyed we made our way inside the gorgeous building to be greeted by uniformed waiters proffering trays of champagne. We made our way upstairs to the theatre bars which were filling up by the second. While the nominees, sponsors and über celebs dined, the rest of us got our drink n’ mingle on which, dare I say it, might have been even more fun. Had I been dining with Miuccia Prada and Gwyneth Paltrow however, I may have thought differently but anyway, I digress. Among the many, many, many industry pals I bumped into were Eudon Choi, one of the most charming fellows in fashion whose SS14 show was so unbelievably beautiful I almost wept when I watched it, as was that of the equally lovely and talented Emilia Wickstead, who joined in the party wearing a swoon-worthy candy pink ensemble from her own Spring collection. Rainbow haired model Chloe Nørgaard also pitched up in a kaleidoscopic McQueen outfit and me, her and SUITCASE Magazine Ed-In-Chief, Serena Guen had a good laugh reminiscing on a crazy night we spent party hopping in Chloe’s zebra print Jeep during New York Fashion Week last feb.

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Me & Chloe

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Me, Eudon and Abby (wearing Eudon Choi SS14… jel)

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Me & Nik

Several hours of champagne and gossiping later it was time to take our seats so that the main event could begin. Very conveniently me and Nik were seated next to each other (thank you BFC!) so I kept up a running commentary throughout, lucky old him. That said, I was rendered (briefly) speechless several times by the incredible, iconic individuals who took to the stage. I’m talking Miuccia, Suzy Menkes, Kate Moss, Marc Jacobs and Donatella Versace… I know! I wont list the winners because you can see them here but I will say a huge congrats to them all for being such an obscenely talented lot. With Nicholas Kirkwood, Sophia Webster, Simone Rocha, Christopher Kane Erdem and Christopher Bailey all scooping up awards (some more than “just” the one) it warmed my cockles to see such deserved recognition of homegrown design talent and the fact they all just-so-happened to be personal faves didn’t hurt a bit.

Gwyneth Paltrow & Miuccia Prada (winner, International Designer of the Year)

Gwyneth Paltrow & Miuccia Prada (!)

Jack Guinness, Harry Styles (winner, British Style Award Brought to you by Vodafone) & Alexa Chung

Jack Guinness, Harry Styles & Alexa Chung

Donatella Versace & Christopher Kane (winner, Womenswear Designer of the Year)

Donatella Versace (DONATELLA) & Christopher Kane

After that, we all piled back into the bars for tasty yet lethally strong Patrón cocktails (tequila on a Monday is not advisable) before moving en masse to the St Martins Lane hotel for the after party. I have to admit that the rest of the evening is a smidge on the blurry side but I do have a vague and rather hilarious recollection of Markus Lupfer and I deciding to “take a turn of the room” in the style of Victorian ladies. After that, me, Nik, Serena and SUITCASE’s lovely head of tech, Aaliyah finished off with a late night feast at Soho House involving macaroni cheese and honey glazed cocktail sausages, very British indeed!

Thank you British Fashion Council for what was a truly fantastic night on every level! I may not have felt sprightly come Tuesday but hell, it was worth it.

Love Ella. X

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Louis Vuitton Selfridges Townhouse

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Remember my Louis Vuitton Cruise Icons shoot a few weeks back? Well, as those of you who read the blurb will know (don’t blame you if you didn’t, the clothes were just so fab) the point of the project was to celebrate the opening of the brand’s Selfridges Townhouse. What does a “townhouse” within a department store entail? I hear you ask. Well, I’ll tell you. On the most basic level, it’s a kind of shop-in-shop. But then of course, nothing Louis Vuitton does could every really be called “basic”. The label enlisted world renowned French-born, Japanese based designer, Gwenaël Nicolas to create the ultimate destination for retail theatre. As anyone who’s visited the space will agree, the results are truly spectacular.

The first thing you see upon entering is a magnificent spiral structure that winds its way upwards through the historical Selfridges building. Within the structure is a circular lift that connects the different levels of Louis Vuitton loveliness, rotating as it travels up to offer panoramic views of all Selfridges’ sartorial wonder.

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While we’re on the subject of those levels, the Ground Floor showcases Louis Vuitton’s latest collection of leather goods, accessories and travel items within the Maison’s first ever Digital Atelier where you’ll be guided on an interactive journey through the history and craftsmanship of the brand amid specially crafted glass art pieces. On the first floor you’ll find the full Men’s ready-to-wear, shoes and accessories collections exquisitely arranged within modern-luxe amber brown décor contrasted by strong patinated glass elements. Travel up again and you’ll arrive at floor number two where the chicer-than-chic women’s collections are displayed amongst an array of original furniture especially selected to compliment it. Like I said, the place is awesome.

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Me & Nik

And how did Louis Vuitton toast the unveiling of this exquisite feast of luxe fashion splendor? With a party of course! A seriously glam one. I had been looking forward to the event ever since I found out about it some months before. When the lovely folk at LV offered to dress me for the occasion, my excitement rose to embarrassing levels. Bedecked in what was definitely one of my favourite outfits EVER I made my way to Bond Street where the place already resembled a “who’s who” of the worlds of art and fashion. Alannah Weston, Jodie Kidd, Tamsin Egerton, Langley Fox Hemingway, Gillian Anderson, Portia Freeman, Joanna Froggatt… You name them, they were in attendance, looking divine in the Louis Vuitton collection.

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A Vuitton style welcome…

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Jodie Kidd

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Tamsin Egerton making an entrance…

As we entered the townhouse, my fellow guests and I were greeted by French maids and butlers who I thoroughly enjoyed and tried, in vain, to resist taking a selfie with. After locating Nik and Maddison and, of course, a glass of champagne we set off on an exploratory tour of the townhouse. This took rather longer than expected due to everyone being in attendance but if you enjoy mingling (which, shocker alert, I really do) this kind of situation is ideal. Plus it makes the inevitable losing-your-party-pal infinitely less awkward. By the time we returned to the ground floor, Mary Charteris and Robbie Furze were on the decks and the Ruinart Blanc de Blanc Champagne was certainly still flowing. I remembered the INSANE canapés at Louis Vuitton’s Paris soireé so made a beeline for those bad boys on this occasion. We were treated to an array of quintessentially British treats, made using locally sourced organic ingredients like fresh black truffles from Dorset, salt marsh lamb from Cumbria and honey from Regents Park. Suffice to say, they were beyond delicious.

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Mary Charteris on the decks

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Bip Ling & French Maid

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Yum!

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Langley Fox Hemingway (what a name!)

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Me again

I always say that the mark of a truly great party is when you feel genuinely sad once it’s over. This was definitely the case at the Louis Vuitton Townhouse launch. Although admittedly, we were off to the Carven party next, so I cheered up fairly quickly.

Love Ella. X

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