LFW party report: Party Girl goes underground…

23 February 2010

There was something of an underground theme to last night’s party-hopping – from one joint to the next, I barely came up for air. I knew I was taking a risk when I decided to wear the amazing canvas and PVC Julian J Smith dress that I’d borrowed. Having trained with Roland Mouret his tailoring is razor sharp - read: ‘constrictively tight’. It looked fierce, but I found myself having to cycle VERY slowly.

First up was the Facehunter book launch, which was held amid rubble and ruin on the building site of the 5 Star Corinthia Hotel London – due to open in October. Contrary to what you might think, this did not involve yours truly donning a hard hat and drinking cups of builder’s tea – no indeed. Hidden inside the scaffolding and behind the dust sheets there was a bijou pop up restaurant, where style slickers perched on wooden benches and leafed through Yvan Rodic’s gorgeous new street style book.


But let’s take a moment to talk about the canapés, which were being prepared by Italian maestro chef Massimo Riccioli. After so much cycling around in the cold, I felt I deserved to sample each and every treat that came my way – lobster with cherry tomatoes in little black cups, scallops with roasted fennel, sea bass sashimi and some incredible black rice with clams. If you didn’t like seafood you were a bit stumped, but luckily there was an amazing mini crème brûlee to round things off.

I sneaked off to the kitchen to have a snap-off with Facehunter himself, and will be keeping a hawk eye on his blog to compare the results. How does he always manage to find such amazing people to photograph? 'I’m not a fashion insider,' he said, 'I don’t photograph the editors, just the strange people hanging around outside the shows. That’s what makes it different.'

Next on the agenda was the party for Queen of the Underground - Pam Hogg. In the outrageously camp surroundings of Mahiki nightclub, guests sipped on Marquis Vodka cocktails and danced amid the tiki torches. BFFs Siouxsie Sioux and Pam were dressed in similarly outlandish skin-tight creations – 'Great cape,' I said to Pam, and she responded that she LOVED my dress (was it the flash of PVC that caught her eye?) and said she hadn’t slept for days before her show. 'But that’s what we have these delightful cocktails for!' she cackled.

From one subterranean den to another – I hopped up the street to Momo’s new bar Downstairs, where Tim Blanks, Katie Grand and Kinder Aggugini were hosting a delightful little cocktail party. Everyone was admiring each others’ Stephen Jones creations, and the man himself was full of smiles.

Tilda Swinton cut a striking figure in head-to-toe black, and I spied her later christening the dance floor with Jerry Stafford. I bumped into the beautiful and talented designer Saloni Lodha (incredible in a Mark Fast top) and begged her to tell me when her next sample sale was on – she makes feminine but edgy dresses that are fashion-party-perfect. 'I’m off to the New York New York party in Sketch now,' she said. 'Even though I’ve just come off a plane from there and I’m exhausted!'
No rest for the wicked….

- Alannah Sparks


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