Showing posts with label Louis Vuitton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Louis Vuitton. Show all posts

Monday, 2 May 2016

THE BRITISH TOOK OVER THE MET BALL WHILST THREE BLONDES FLOPPED.

The Met Gala, well well well.  How on earth can women who run these adventures believe they have class? We need fresh blood immediately. It needs women with style and panache running the show now. New people.

 I do not like to be unkind but thank goodness for the innate style of the British women, Poppy Delevigne, Bee Shaffer, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley who stole the show from  the three blondes, Madonna, Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift plus Nicky Minaj needs immediate help from a stylist.  I can only recommend one to mend this immediate gaff, but you have to read my other blogs to find out who I love and adore.

These stars need encouragement to be elegant. sophisticated and modern and they do not need to look like clowns. At the age of nearly 60, Madonna does not need to try and be young, she looks fabulous as the Queen of Pop. She has her image, she does not need to venture from that. Trying too hard to be cool gives people wrong messages especially when she is the coolest.




The evening was supposed to be forward thinking, celebrating the exciting world of fashion and technology, machine against man,  it was sadly not, the clothes needed to flatter and excite, they did anything but, it was backwards and a disaster, there was no mystery. No glamour and just wild promotion, but ultimately the party was ridiculous. Too much back patting and not enough talent. Sheer self-indulgence.
The only one who had "it" was Alicia Vikander as usual who in Louis Vuitton looked perfectly modern. Hedi Slimane and Saint Laurent was missed on the red carpet, he has the power and vision.


All the stylists used tonight should be immediately sacked, how can they seriously dressed so many fabulous women badly, it's an insult? There is a cruelty in design at the moment which needs to be addressed. These women are serious, but most of the designers are men, perhaps that is the problem?
Thank goodness for the hair stylists and makeup artists who did a pretty good job and who had to an uphill battle to fight against. Shameful waste of money and a sad use of talent.

Best Dressed
Poppy Delevigne
Bee Shaffer
Rosie Huntington-Whiteley
Alicia Vikander


Worst Dressed and NOT their fault
Madonna
Lady Gaga
Taylor Swift

Needing Emergency help is Nicky Minaj

Dress I would have worn by Calvin Klein on Emma Watson made out of plastic bottles, another English girl.




Where was my favourite stylist, she is unlikely to have had anything to do with this?








Thursday, 18 June 2009

SOCIAL WHIRL





I didn't manage to make Ascot, the shoes all looked wrong in my cupboard, and I only managed to get to Philip Treacey today to buy a hat, but I am saving it for the Bismarck Anniversary do on the Theme of Tropicana. Of course I wear nothing but black so I now have a black Tropicana hat. All the others will be wearing pink, yellow and lots of foliage, so I found something suitably sober. I love that shop in Elizabeth Street. It has magical hats, elaborate and like Stephen Jones, Philip has the air of a shy genius. Now I have decided to change tracks and not move out of the area. How can I leave Oliveto, Baker and Spice, I might die if I can't get a bun... Shh I am still on my diet and all in all I lost 7 pounds I think.. I cheated this first day on the scales, so it could be more or less.

Last night I went to Tracey Emin's lecture at White Cube I couldn't stay because I was doing a reading of Cloak and Dagger Butterfly at Sketch, Conduit Street. It was given by Louis Vuitton's Sue Whiteley, who loves the Art World. Very generously LV support several art events, and as usual they did it with flare. Masses of canapes and champagne went by but nothing I swear passed my lips. I spoke to Michael White, who told me a wonderful story about how he had bought a Lempicka painting, the one with the green dress, for six hundred pounds in fact he bought several from somebody Hartnell.. Of course my little ears pricked up, and I asked him to stay.

I rushed off to Sketch for the poetry reading unable to listen to Tracey. Sketch is very groovy, Paridise Row Art Gallery, had taken it over for the night and I was one of the lucky ones reading. But dieting and reading out loud is enough to make me sick so I got this bomb of a girl called Melinda to do it. She read them much more erotically than I could have done, as I am far too shy, it makes me feel sick with nerves. I had Lyall Watson there my drama school coach, and Melinda wowed us with her acting..

I am frankly still a bit weak from this diet.. I don't have my usual energy and looking for house is driving me crazy. I have discovered that Belgravia is very good value and will stay here, so my dream of gardening will be put on hold.. The house I like has a garden, so I can do a little planting and see a little green, amongst the pavements..