Is this new lippie by Giorgio Armani to die for or what? Available exclusively at Selfridges it screams sex appeal. Scared of red?
Rosie Lee miniature roses spray presented in a Fortnum & Mason fine bone china mug, £45
This Sunday is Mother’s Day in Britain. My mother’s experience of the special Sunday has evolved from breakfast trays of soggy cereal and cold eggs served when my sister and I were little to a rather more tasty and charming affair now that we’re older. If you’re stuck for ideas here are a few that might help:
Christmas is a time for spiritual reflection and prayers for peace… Recall and cancel: Christmas means big business and high expectations to please and be pleased.
If you have run out of time or ideas, I’ve picked some designer Christmas crackers might be something to throw money at. Instead of a naff joke and a teeny deck of playing cards suitable only for the Sylvanian Family
OMG this guy is tickling my senses in the way that the Athena posters of the 1980s used to! Before any of you point out…I KNOW he is probably gay this doesn’t mean we can’t admire a fine specimen of a man and enjoy his handsomeness.
So said fashion icon, Diana Vreeland and how right she was! Whilst there was plenty navy blue in the recent fashion weeks showcasing next season’s Spring/Summer collections we will soon see if there is just as much pink in India’s fashion presentation.
Fashion royalty, Karl Lagerfeld opened a pop-up shop in Selfridges Oxford Street this week for his own brand. If you have never seen it, I wholeheartedly recommend Lagerfeld Confidential, the documentary (now on DVD) about the life of fashion’s most confident and mischievous designer.
Roti Chai in Portman Mews, next to Selfridges, brings street food of India to London.
The canteen style restaurant with a fine dining area downstairs, has carefully selected dishes from around India such as papdi chat, dhokla and bun kebabs.
A new exhibition opened at the Barbican in London today by Chinese conceptual artist, Song Dong. The art is a collection of around 10,000 household items collected over five decades by Dong’s mother and it took two containers to ship to London. I don’t know where to begin with how insane I think this art is.
The mother claims that she kept hoarding things that reminded her of her dead husband. Ok. She didn’t want to throw them out as it made her feel close to him. Alright. So 16 umbrellas, countless plastic tubs and so on remind you of your husband. Sentimentality is one thing but is this collection of generic plastic bric-a-brac that you can find in a charity shop or car boot sale worthy of an art exhibition?