Floral, chintz and a slip of satin… With a dash of sun and a flash of red lipstick I wandered down to Westbourne Grove to pick up some flowers at my favourite place, Wild at Heart.
Westbourne Grove is the perfect spot for strolling, sipping and even romantic kissing whilst my little dog Dorothy is the perfect companion for all of the above!
Dress by Katya Wildman @ Bombshell
Shoes by Charlotte Olympia
My adoration of Paris will never leave. From the cobbled streets to the romance of the boutique hotels down to the abundance of delicious food, it really has it all.
With just 24 hours to spare I headed off to the mecca of everything ornate and darling, whilst I was also attending the Louis Thomas exhibition and book launch which I modelled for.
Here is my very fast (but equally as magical) twenty four hours in Paris…
My favourite perfume in the whole world is Fifi Chachnil, the place I simply j’adore! Tucked behind the Rue de Rivoli it is held in the sweetest courtyard that I just had to visit. They even had some lingerie hanging on the bench, oh so French!
In evening it was all about the red velvet, 1940’s and soft Hollywood curls (keeping my hair intact in the heat is no mean feat!)
I was staying at the Hotel Caron De Beaumarchais and loved all the decor, especially the floral lift!
Of course when I awoke, in urgent need of coffee, I attempted to eat my body weight in croissants!
After the quaint breakfast, there was only one thing for it- a spot of relaxing in my favourite silk pink robe made by the darling Maguy de Chaderic…In fact I was relaxing so much I missed my Eurostar back to London, but thats another story for another time 😉
~ OUTFIT DETAILS ~
First Series ~ Purple dress; Bombshell HQ, Shoes; Russell and Bromley
Second Series ~ Red velvet dress Vintage, Shoes; Charlotte Olympia
Third Series ~ All Maguy de Chaderic (including shoes)
I am so pleased to let you know I will now be writing for The Lady magazines Young Girls About Town column… You can read my full article below or why not check out The Lady Magazine itself- it’s full of art, beauty, culture, fashion and more!
A Royal Day Out At Ascot
Hooray it’s that time of year again! Royal Ascot season is upon us and it’s millinery heaven. Few sporting venues can match the rich heritage and history of Ascot, which over the past 300 years has become an amazing show ground to parade the finest in hats.
Designers such as John Boyd, Philip Treacy and Awon Golding are high on the style sweepstakes whilst in between the champagne quaffing and betting, fashion takes centre stage.
It was my first ever visit to Ascot so I wasn’t sure quite what to take with me but really hoped the rain would hold off! Choosing my hat gave me a mild case of the jitters but thankfully Miss Golding came to the rescue. I particularly love that her hats are elegant, feminine with a couture twist and she showed me the best way the hat should sit on the head.
I decided to get the train to Ascot (you can’t beat good old Great Western) and arrived promptly at midday with a parade of bouquets, aptly worn on many ladies heads.
For me the fun was all about people watching. I saw the most amazing creations on stunning women whilst I couldn’t wait to check out the catering (yes they even had a cheese on toast stand!)- all washed down with a glass of champagne naturally.
My favourite part of the day was seeing the vintage inspired band The Tootsie Rollers who wore complimentary outfits and Lulu Guinness clutch bags.
I also got chatting to a lovely old timer who’d been coming to the races for many years and gave me tips on who I should bid on- I decided to just watch him spend his money instead!
He also informed me that Royal Ascot has been a yearly event since 1711, after Queen Anne decided it was the best part of the land to gallop in. It has been a royal haven of delights since and is known as a valuable meeting place with high prize money and the worlds top racehorses on display.
There is of course the wonderful fact that you will be in great company, the queen started the progression by heralding in the Royal carriage. She looked a vision in yellow with matching hat and coat- I can’t wait to visit again, what a fantastic day!
New York is spoilt for choice with every type of restaurant a city full of 8 million people can dream of, but the 21 club is legendary by name, nature and it’s long lasting appeal.
Starting as a naughty speakeasy in the Prohibition era complete with invisible doors and secret tunnels for bottles of champagne to drop into people’s laps (glug!) it was promptly turned into a lavish restaurant which catered for all the stars including Marilyn, Humphrey, Ava and Frank.
Popular with young and old, presidents and city workers the 21 club runs ravage with tales of days gone by.
The club boasts a succulent cocktail list that if supped at the long oak bar is perfect as a magic movie moment whilst the ceiling is covered with extravagant toys (one donated by J.F Kennedy too!)
Outside there is a selection of jockeys in their finest bright colours of which I was informed by the manager are ‘priceless,’ and enjoying my post-shoot Manhattan at the bar afterwards, I felt that moment too was as priceless as a New York moment could be…
The allure of Coney Island has always been a hotspot of entertainment from the early century to the latter day with a particular popular time in the 40’s, 50’s or 60’s. There is the yearly Miss Coney Island parade, the infamous hotdog eating competition and it is listed as The National Register of Historic Places.
I had a delicious time on the beach wearing my Fifi Chachnil pink play suit with matching bra as well as wandering along the promenade with some Nathan’s fries (bad puppy I know!) It was a beautiful sunny day so I had difficulties keeping my eyes open in the glare of the sun but I can’t complain as it was so beautiful!
I also love the way Coney Island has a goldenesque magic to it with its bright rides and streaming banners but you also get the feeling that she knows a faded secret or too- and behind the glitter and glamour there is something far more deeper than we will ever know…