Phew the party marathon continues. I’m just itching to just do some of those simple things that make life sweet, walking the dog, curling up in front of a classic film, having tea and cake with a friend… I loathe to say it but I am starting to sound like my mother! Tonight I am rebelling against my lethargy and am donning this spectacular creation from Viktor and Rolf, I’m determined to make an impact and will be flirting with all the paparazzi!
I’m off to a purple party. I loathe these sort of things usually as I really hate being told what to wear but I’ve had this gorgeous chiffon Rodarte dress hanging in my wardrobe for a while now waiting for an excuse to be worn. The trend for skyscraper shoes doesn’t seem to be dwindling any time soon. I feel like Bambi!
Too many carrot cocktails last night… It’s Sonny’s fault. I didn’t go near the bar, he just kept handing them to me, what’s a girl to do? Trouble is I’ve got commitments for the next three nights so I am going to have to perk myself up somehow. I’ll take Stella for a walk in the park in a bit. Hopefully the fresh air will revive me. I’ve already picked out this pale peach and black Christopher Kane dress so I need to get some colour in my cheeks or I will literally disappear underneath all the flesh tone and squiggles!
I’m off to an art show opening this evening and thought I should dress up (any excuse) the look I’m going for is kooky and interesting. Hopefully this Basso and Brooke outfit will help me live up to that. The shoes are terrifyingly tall but I figured I must suffer for my own art!
It was lucky I postponed lunch until today. I don’t know what I was thinking even considering turning up at Harrods tea rooms to meet my Grandmother in denim, let alone super tight denim with designer rips – even if it is the height of haute couture. Thankfully Grandmother approved of my Chanel ensemble, anything Karl Largerfeld does is a work of art to her. I’m pretty sure she has big a crush on him!
The fashion editors have been rocking this Balmain jacket all season so I thought it was about my time to get my paws on one. It arrived this morning from a certain online chic boutique and I spent a good hour admiring myself in the mirror and another good hour trying to squeeze my tush into the super skinny jeans. Luckily for me they are meant to have rips because I feel as if I might make a few more any minute now. I’m supposed to be having lunch with my grandmother but I am going to have to cancel as there is no way I can eat lunch or I might pop!
I'm back at home in London town and I'm rebelling against the glamour and austerity of the past few days in a spot of Charles Anastase. Yes the nerd is back. Ever since Luella sent her models down the catwalk in geek glasses I have been a huge fan... and now Charles has sent me giddy with these thickies! Oh and don't even get me started on these shoes...
stepping out in Cannes in these baby's is sure to turn heads, if only because the waiting list is as long as infinitely long arms. I'm a bit worried about this gorgeous Cannes sunshine though. It might make for some very interesting tan patterns on my paws!
off to see if I can spot the Pitt, don't tell Sonny though, he hates it when I flirt with international superstars...
Just doing a spot of schmoosing on the french riviera... yes the pull of Cannes was to much for me, plus the fact that I had to give these darling Louis Vuitton heels a proper trip out. I've been doing an awful lot of rubbing shoulders with the starlets... Penelope... Paris... Peaches... I just need posh to complete the set!
I've been so busy that I have been neglecting you guys. I know how much you need your daily fix of my stunning wardrobe. It's not been any fun for me either so today I have donned a little of my favorite Luella to cheer me up. Now I just need to keep my paws crossed that the weather is going to cheer up for this weekend. Exciting things happening. I'll tell you all about it next week, I promise!
have a fabulous weekend bunny kisses Fifi Lapin xxx