Showing posts with label Gagosian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gagosian. Show all posts

Friday, 5 March 2010

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I am now in Los Angeles, Beverly Hills at my house which I like the most. It has the right structure and light and automatically puts me in a good mood. I am no longer able to live in a room 10ft by 10ft however camp. 11 Cadogan Gardens was a charming lovely experience, but it felt like I was living in an over the top trifle.

I am very fortunate this week to have the very dapper Nicky Haslam staying with me, he is this afternoon doing his book launch here at Book Soup, between making everything sparkly and exceptional. All the parties we go to together are more fun and he has the ability to make everybody love him.. It has been a wonderful couple of days. Thank goodness that there are some amazing people in this world who are alive and not cynical.

So it is again Oscar time, and it makes me nag the hairdresser, I want to look like an old fashioned Hollywood movie star.. I think it is so much fun to play with curling irons, I love finger waves around my face and drive my very patient hairstylist Angela at Kimvo crazy with my new yet old ideas... Let's bring back glamour.. where is it, between stretch leggings and T shirts we all look a mess. Let's throw the whole lot out and wear corsets and nothing comfortable.. Confinement is fabulous, it stops me from eating and nags my gall stones.. No hell with comfortable... throw it out. Then I think I shall live with a make up artist, and have dark gloomy eyes, so even if I can't win an oscar I can look as if I am about to do an acceptance speech.
Fresh air and peace ahh, well there is no tranquility this week. The Oscars are within all the talented nominees grasp and Soho House is the talk of the town. Yesterday I went round to this incredible building, where about 150 people were preparing it for that evening.. With three hours to go nothing was ready, glasses, chairs tables books everything was being put into place. In the gardens, tiles were being put down and a water garden being made. With quiet panache Nick Jones was organising this event, I like a man like that who is confident that everything will be done on time. You know 5 hours later he turned an building site into an incredible party place. A modern library look with light and views stretching for miles east west north and east.. It was a movie play set for the ravishing party people and Dustin Hoffman, who was surrounded by long legged mini skirted hardly human women in expensive shoes. Kelly Osbourne in a structured silver dress with a new blond hair has taken a leaf out of my book and turned herself into Hollywood bomb.. hey girls, if Kelly can do it, we can all do it..People mingling were Loree Rodkin, Zeta Graff, Alek Keshishian, Jonathan Yeo and Madonna.

I went for a delicious lunch with Pilar Boxford at Boa eating Caesar salad, with delicious cheese chips.. only food combinations like this seem to be found here in Los Angeles.
Later Nicky took me to Andreas Gursky's beautiful photographs at The Gagosian Gallery, on North Camden Drive.. They take some time, and preferably with no one there because you have to notice the smaller details.. He is a genius at the hidden.
Although I don't buy photographs these huge magnificent pieces or the earths sea, building sites, countryside deserve the watchers full attention. We then dashed off to Mr Chow at the invitation of Mr Gagosian, thank you and had a great conversation with Nadja Swarovski.

Tuesday, 26 January 2010

DETOX WEATHER DULL





My third day of the detox is half way through and although I am not brilliant as I always manage to sneak in the odd extra banana, I am noticing I miss salt. Probably the worst thing for you, but I am in love with it.. I should be skinny without it as I hate everything I eat. I jumped out of bed..weighed myself and to my utter delight have lost 2 pounds. My friend has lost 6 pounds, but then maybe they had six pounds to lose.That is what I am telling myself. Of course when my computer didn't work this morning I could feel I was angry.
Had to get out, as it's a sort of gloomy day, the sort you remember all the people who don't love you anymore. Listening to certain music sets me off. So I took the trip to Sasha Newley's show at 8955 Beverly Boulevard which actually I loved. A story unfolds. Of course it could be strange in some people's mind. He is not on the same path as some of other painters around, but then their Mother wasn't Joan Collins and their Father, Anthony Newley. For example Dexter Dalwood who opened this week end at the Tate in the South of England is much more in line with what is cool. Thank goodness there are lots of different people in the world, and some who don't want to be controlled by a Gagosian or Saatchi wing, however pleasant. I suppose everybody would like his portraiture, but I like kitch and for me Beauty and the Beast would win overall. Apart from this Sasha is totally charming, and there is never a dull moment. As I was leaving the great Dynasty clothes designer walked in Nolan Miller with his director of Public Relations Rene Horsch. Nolan was the creator of the wide shoulder glamour look, and should never be forgotten. Anyway so much fun, there they were saying he still makes lots of Joan's costumes.
Came back in time for my salad, and some musrooms with spinach. Wow tomorrow I had better lose another pound.