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| The 'What I Wores' - Week 1 (alliteration, yay!) |
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| Horseferry House |
Though Burberry has already been an incredible experience, some of the most interesting events of the week have come from a new adventure into blogging. After a great Skype with Victoria from Chartwell Magazine on Monday evening she hooked me up with invitations to a couple of uhmazing events, both of which were gin-orientated (Joy Levels: through the roof).
Wednesday was the Gordon's Gin Ten Green Bottles launch party at One Marylebone, showcasing ten bottles of Gordon's designed by Sir Terence Conran. First London event and I'm thrown in at the deep end, riding solo. The venue was completely bathed in green light and personalised for the iconic dry London gin. Upon arrival: trays of classic gin & tonics and a gin & elderflower concoction, both of which went down a treat (several times over I might add). There was a massive mix of people there, from Made in Chelseans to design groupies to those just looking for a grand old time, including Richard from i-likeitalot.com who I ventured with round the ten themed alcoves that displayed Conran's designer vessels (all hidden when we arrived - countdown started, big bang, coverings dropped, buzz ensued). The alcoves were all themed by Conran around his designs including a lush flower market, a vegetable patch and a giant canvas replica of one design allowing guests to paint their own contribution. The refreshing designs were a fantastic complement to the brand and the tempo of the night increased to a lively and excitable pace.
Several gin and mixers later and aware that I had to be up for more Burberry graft the next morning, I headed out, briefly meeting comedienne Olivia Lee on my way (she did like the walls in One Marylebone). Just when I thought the night had given me all it had to give, a Gordon's x Conran goodie bag was thrust into my hands as I left including a full bottle of the fruity, dry stuff. Great news of the highest order.
And so began LFW. Mania in HFH as everything is prepared for the SS13 show, but my Friday night was mainly concerned with the PPQ after show party. Not just an after show party, but one at Kensington Roof Garden and sponsored by Tanqueray gin, inevitably meaning a few more free gin cocktails. Fashion, party, rooftop venue and free gin. Please excuse me while my head explodes. Stepping out of the lift and into KRG it's clear where the PPQ devotees are: the large VIP area towards the back of the contemporary-luxe club is rammed with fash-packers and an incredible creature draped in chain mail (didn't remember to get a photo... N.B. self: work on my triple threat). I survived the throng at the bar and emerged with a champagne-gin concoction ready to explore the Tudor-garden-style outside venue with Aziz and Carlos, two rascals I met in the queue who were there through a friend to just enjoy the party and throw a little cynicism the way of the try-hards.
Live music, shisha and a bottle of the smoothest white rum I have ever had the pleasure to get acquainted with made for an awesome rest of the night before the last tube home. Apparently I missed Pixie Lott and VV Brown tearing up the dance floor in the early hours but I'll try not to shed too many tears....
And that's it. So completes my first week at Burberry! I thought this next week might let up on a poor, overwhelmed town girl but I'm being thrown in at the deep end and having my head held under (though in the most enjoyable way possible) with two more events for Chartwell, one with Grey Goose and one with cocktails and pizza in Soho... dear liver: sorry in advance.
Several gin and mixers later and aware that I had to be up for more Burberry graft the next morning, I headed out, briefly meeting comedienne Olivia Lee on my way (she did like the walls in One Marylebone). Just when I thought the night had given me all it had to give, a Gordon's x Conran goodie bag was thrust into my hands as I left including a full bottle of the fruity, dry stuff. Great news of the highest order.
And so began LFW. Mania in HFH as everything is prepared for the SS13 show, but my Friday night was mainly concerned with the PPQ after show party. Not just an after show party, but one at Kensington Roof Garden and sponsored by Tanqueray gin, inevitably meaning a few more free gin cocktails. Fashion, party, rooftop venue and free gin. Please excuse me while my head explodes. Stepping out of the lift and into KRG it's clear where the PPQ devotees are: the large VIP area towards the back of the contemporary-luxe club is rammed with fash-packers and an incredible creature draped in chain mail (didn't remember to get a photo... N.B. self: work on my triple threat). I survived the throng at the bar and emerged with a champagne-gin concoction ready to explore the Tudor-garden-style outside venue with Aziz and Carlos, two rascals I met in the queue who were there through a friend to just enjoy the party and throw a little cynicism the way of the try-hards.
Live music, shisha and a bottle of the smoothest white rum I have ever had the pleasure to get acquainted with made for an awesome rest of the night before the last tube home. Apparently I missed Pixie Lott and VV Brown tearing up the dance floor in the early hours but I'll try not to shed too many tears....
And that's it. So completes my first week at Burberry! I thought this next week might let up on a poor, overwhelmed town girl but I'm being thrown in at the deep end and having my head held under (though in the most enjoyable way possible) with two more events for Chartwell, one with Grey Goose and one with cocktails and pizza in Soho... dear liver: sorry in advance.
