I have just returned from the best week in the Capital city. I only went for pure crack and the chance to maybe catch Wimbledon.
In between drooling along Carnaby street at all the vintage prettiness my funds couldn't stretch to, courtesy of my best mate who works for the people behind CLOTHES SHOW LONDON, I was a (very privelaged) dresser back stage for stylist Alexis Knox.
I ended up drinking white wine spritzers with Dave Berry, rubbing shoulders with Paloma Faith and getting up close and personal with MY Brazillian male model; Roderigo Dentist to be precise. You may recognise him from that infamous nekkid Walker's advert.
Lovely, lovely man. Not to mention hot hot hot. As was his mate Raphael or "you can call me Raph". Infact this went for everyone I met, not even one exception. It was very 'babe' this and 'darling' that. Not going to lie, I loved it. The emphasis was on having the best time and we did exactly that.
A few sneaky peeks behind the scenes..
Make up by Benefit
So many shoes
Inspired by Emma Bell
Inspired by Emma Bell
Whistle for a hottie.
Milano
I did not want to leave the fashion frivolities behind. I can't wait to set-up camp there.
London will call again. I'm sure of it.
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