Last night I was invited to see the Elizabeth Emanuel show. As you may know, Elizabeth was the designer of THE dress. Diana’s wedding dress. I had thought the brand had died along with the sad death of Diana, but 29 years since the iconic dress was created, Elizabeth Emanuel is bouncing back. Apparently, in just 6 weeks, Elizabeth found an investor, recruited an entire creative team and designed a collection in less than a month.
I met Jag (a friend of Elizabeth’s) at his bar, The Collection, and popped a quick cosmo down the hatch which in the words of Jag ‘Get’s you live!’. He’s quite right. Then he ordered a couple of glasses of champagne to be taken in the car and his driver took us to Il Bottaccio. Jag’s philosophy is always to arrive with a glass so as to not mess about waiting to be served. I like his thinking.
Once in we went straight backstage and mingled with Elizabeth and entourage doing the final preps to the models. Sonique was a guest and was looking fab in one of Elizabeth’s floor length sequin numbers. She was warm and bubbly and clearly excited about the show.
Suddenly the show was starting and we did not have time to take our seats along the runway, so instead stood with the models in the line up before they walked. They had not done a rehearsal and no one was clear as to the order the girls were walking in. Panic ensued and some of the models stropped. One girl, whose sister was also modelling, complained as she’d only had one outfit whereas her sister had 5. I thought how funny the contrast was when you see the girls looking elegant and chic on the catwalk compared to the real deal backstage.
Despite this the show was a success. The dresses were quite glitzy, all black little cocktail numbers. They will sell well. Elizabeth can clearly do more than just design a wedding dress.
As we didn’t quite feel like calling a night just yet, we finished the night by joining the Storm Models party at Mahiki. It always surprises me as to how many male models there are at these events. Obviously this is a pleasant surprise.
After a few drinks and chats, I called it a night. LFW has been fun but tiring. Sleep now calls.
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