Totty On: Galliano Watch Launch & Chinawhite!

It's been a manic start to the week.  First I jetted to Paris for less than 24hrs to attend John Galliano's Watch Line. The Parisian creme de la creme were out in force. Strangley it was a very low-key affair. There wasn't many Paps around and everyone seemed to opt for a demure, relaxed evening-trouser combo.  Not the normal glitz, theatrics and creativity.  Navy blues, black and greys were the colours of choice. Canapes were simple and typical french (well what did I expect) and drinks were kept to a modest chanmpagne, red or white wine....recession?

Who's who? Only people I could make out were Carine Roitfeld, Virginie Ledoyen, The super hot Thomas Sisley, Jalli Lespert, The money man Syndey Toledano and Federique Bel....slightly dull for a Galliano party - explanation? Milano fashion week!!

Honestly I wasn't that impressed by the watch collection, I just don't believe designers other than The Karl Largefeld for Chanel should make them.  Leave watch making to The Rolex, Audemars Piguet etc. They are the real craftsmen.
Rant over - I shifted my focus to Carine Roitfeld! She's firece...no I mean really fierce, bordeline scary! Determined to get a job a French Vogue; I spent the best part of 15mins engaging in convo about...well myself of course! Wouldn't you? Who else is going to sell you?

Midway through, she placed her hand on my waist (rather agressively I might add) and said she had to dash and would be in contact.....errrr how did she intend of doing that? I hadn't even handed her my card yet...and to add insult to injury she only managed to "dash" to the other side of the boutique.

I quickly made my exit!

Tuesday night saw the VVIP launch of the newly re-located Chinawhite.  By VVIP I mean the money people - yes there were no celebrities or X factors contestants - just Hedgies, Arab royalty, Oligarchs', Eurotrash heirs and socialites - and a good night it was.  Dom P was flowing all night, Sushi Canapes and Eric Morillo rocked the decks. It felt like home again - China I've missed you! Welcome back!

I'm not even going to bore you with last nights antics....besides turning up to the Durex Condom's 80th party to find out Callum Best and Michelle Heaton are hosting - shock horror!

Hannah and I headed over to Merah Club (billed to be a big celefest), only to have to wait an hour outside despite having a table!

Roll on tonight......

Totty On: Alexander Wang

Is this too much to wear to the Alexander Wang soiree tonight?

I think it looks fierce, but Bols (girlfriend & super cool stylist) says it's a bit OTT; especially since the reception starts at 6.30pm....hmmmm!

Your advice please....

Totty x

Totty On: AvantGarden Party

Gaawd bless Smirnoff  Vodka for hosting AvantGarden at The Hospital Club last night. For me it was an out of the ordinary club night; so-much-so that I almost backed out at the last minute.  As usual; after a glass of champagne and a good tongue-thrashing from Bols (my eccentric stylist); I strutted my way over to Covent Garden.

My outfit of choice? My skinny jet black J Brand jeans, Christopher Kane Gorilla Tee, my dominatrix Guiseppe Zanottis and back-combed Tina Turner-esque hair! Fierce!

To my suprise I was greeted by opera singers in stairwells, roaming ballet dancers and bathroom bound gymnasts - ooh la la.....and of course...lots of free Alcohol!

From what I could amass, AvantGarden is an indoor festival combining elements of a live arts event with a good old fashioned club night. As surreal as it may sound, the whole night worked magically. Have you ever seen a gymast gyrating to Jay Z? Nope I hadn't either until last night.  I'm still aghast at how much culutre there was throughtout the evening. I have the uptmost respect for Marawa the Amazing - she hula hooped herself to every song constantly throughtout the night; only taking quick breaks to top up her glass and powder her nose  - fabulous!
A DJ-set by DJ Bisoux Bisoux kept Bols and I shaking our little booties between different rooms and floors of the club.  I danced so hard, I ended up snapping the heel of my Guiseppe's  and tumbling into the arms of the ever-so-cute Jacob.  Thank you Jeezus! 

Determined to not let my ruined Guiseppe's close the curtain on my night; I quickly changed into my Havana's and headed straight back to the dancefloor...only to find Bols has muzzled in on my hot catch and seduced him with her tribly hat...sigh!

Well he wasn't that cute anyway....huff!

Totty xx

Totty On: Simon Cowell has invited me on a date...

....ARGGhhh....Watch this space...

Totty xx

Totty On: Simon Cowell's 50th...SEXY!!

Apologises for my non-communication, I've spent the last few days after LFW in hibernation - trying to shift the extra pounds I gained.  
 Gaaawd I need to cut back on the champagne sipping! My mother always said weight gain is a sign of the ageing process....at 25?!?


Oh what a night!! Simon Cowell does not do anything by halves [yes he did call and invited me personally - see previous post]! And Saturday night was no exception!


It was extravagant, crass and Celeb-filled...Arggh just the way I love it!

Many thanks, hugs and kisses to David Walliams for joining our table and getting the party really started...we were the naughty table according to Jordan aka Katie Price. Not sure if we'll be invited again next year, but what the heck we had crazy-champagne-fuelled-fun.

The highlight of the night? A well known TV presenter getting man-handled by a burly security guy for attempting to steal 2 bottles of Vintage Cristal from the kitchen area. Love it!

I'm sure you've seen all the press; so I'm not going to bore you - yawn!! - I'll simply let the pics do the talking....