It’s no secret amongst our closest friends that my sisters and I have always managed to find ourselves rubbing shoulders with celebs and VIPs. An after-party in Tape, London or enjoying a VIP table in Ibiza. We’ve been there and we’ve done it, usually a combination of timing, luck and connections, but now it’s time to pass the baton.
At 4 and 3, W and B (respectively) are unable to appreciate the momentous occasion that befell them on Thursday 30th November 2017, but they will one day and I doubt it will be their last. As we headed to the Mount St Christmas Light Switch On ft. Tracey Emin, to enjoy some mulled wine, mince pies and roasted chestnuts in front of The Connaught Hotel, none of us could have anticipated what happened next. As we joined the line for hot chocolate outside the Christian Louboutin store, my sister and I decided we would head to Selfridges to grab something to eat from the Food Hall before heading home.
As we left, we noticed a waiter with a tray of champagne walk by. Following him we happened upon what we assumed was some sort of ‘Lates’ event for the run up to Christmas, after acquiring a glass each and promising the children we would head home once we finished our (continually topped up) drinks, we took a chance to admire the little stalls on display. Mince pies surrounded handbags on display, a glittery Jimmy Choo stall handing out cakepops to the children, amazing DJs and drag queens singing Christmas songs, tattoo transfers and a free braid bar; both of which the boys took full advantage of. We couldn’t believe what we had stumbled upon, people came up to us to compliment the children (the only ones there that we could see), we recognised a few faces and even spotted Edward Enninful (editor of British Vogue) with entourage in tow.
It was only when we overheard event staff asking guests to show their wristbands in exchange for a champagne top up that we realised we hadn’t stumbled upon a free event at all. In fact, we were gatecrashing the British Vogue event to celebrate the opening of the new Accessories Hall in Selfridges. By that point we had taken advantage of everything they had to offer, made our excuses and left, returning back home around 10pm on a school night.
The children arrived to school/nursery, exhausted, with tattoos and braided hair. Telling tales of eating roasted chestnuts courtesy of The Connaught and gate crashing British Vogue events with sparkling Jimmy Choo cakepops. I’m not entirely sure many people believe us, but it was a night to remember and who says no to free champagne on a school night?