That's it. There's no going back. From now on we just want to be Cavalli girls at Grazia Daily. Because if last night's London Fashion Week party was anything to go by, it's a pretty peachy lifestyle.
The evening started at the shiny new Cavalli shop on Sloane Street, where there was a party dual going on with Fendi on the opposite side of the street, who were also launching their new store. Whilst Fendi was a sophisticatedly subdued affair (think live stitching demonstrations and civilised conversation), the Cavalli store was – true to form – packed to the rafters with copper-toned men, pouting women sporting unfeasibly large diamonds, and lashings and lashings of leopard print. 'I used to be across the road where Fendi is now, and they used to be in this store,' said the man with the deepest darkest tan of them all, Roberto Cavalli, 'but this place was too big for them ha ha! So we swapped!'
Still the store seemed too small for the glittering guests that piled in to admire Cavalli’s latest offering. Eva Herzigova swept in like a bird of paradise dressed in a stunning feathered coat, and Ronnie Wood and his flawlessly stylish girlfriend Ana Araujo (above with Roberto himself) brought a chic note to the proceedings dressed in perfectly tailored tuxedos (hers topped off with a stunning midnight blue turban). Bianca Jagger was there, glorious in a custom made Cavalli leopard print kaftan. When we spoke to her she was so fragrant we had to ask what perfume she wears, and as with all style icons, she mixes her own: 'It’s a mixture of two Guerlain perfumes that I’ve been wearing for years. I don’t want to smell the same as anyone else, and this mixture is just perfect for me.' So there’s a tip from the top of the style pyramid.
After the crowd started to thin out (and numerous trays of champagne flutes had been smashed on the marble floor thanks to the sheer volume of people) we made our way down to Battersea Power Station for the second part of the night, the 'Gala Dinner and Party'. Well, nothing could have prepared us for the leopard-printed station entrance, complete with a David Lynch-like long red tunnel down through which we made our way before emerging into the most uber-glam setting we have ever seen in London. Red carpets, tiger print chaise longues covered in silken cushions, glittering chandeliers, giant platters of fruit and wheels of parmesan that you could take chunks out of, plus an enormous long table positively laden with amazing food by Locanda Locatelli. And best of all, no one was afraid to eat it. This was an Italian party after all, the land of bombshells like Sophia Loren who famously said 'Everything you see I owe to pasta.'
Everywhere you looked there was va-va voom Amazonian women dancing on podiums and draped on rich looking men. 'It's an incredible party, isn't it!' Enthused Frankie from the Saturdays, everyone's just so...glossy!"
But glossy though they were, this was one fashion crowd that wasn't afraid to have a good time. When Kelis came out to perform a power-charged set of all her mega hits (including 'Milkshake' and 'Trick Me') the crowd got so vigorous in its dancing that the floor started to bounce and high heeled beauties were struggling to stay upright. The clever ones like Victoria's Secret model Ana Beatriz Barros or Lady Victoria Hervey stayed out of the mosh pit and instead soaked up the spectacular surroundings of the crumbling power station on the outdoor terrace, but you can guess where we were - right in the thick of it bouncing alongside Graham Norton and Lara Bohinc.
Here's a video of the Cavalli clad Kelis giving it some onstage, and also a little vid of some of the virtuoso performers from the Box who performed just before her. A truly spectacular night, and to the rest of the fashion week parties we'd like to say, 'follow that!'
- Alannah Sparks