Firstly, I couldn’t make Ghost’s Autumn/Winter showcase at Juju’s on Tuesday night. Instead I was celebrating my third anniversary with my wonderful boyfriend at Tom Aikens restaurant. I’m not sure what to say about Tom Aikens.
Technically, the food was cooked to precision and the presentation was elegant. But there was something missing. The atmosphere was quite cold – the antithesis of The Wolseley, my favourite London restaurant. Also at £150 per head I was forced to remember my heavenly experience at Gordon Ramsay’s Royal Hospital Road. The morning after my Ramsay experience I was reluctant to eat anything because my mouth was still celebrating the sensations from the night before. The day after my Aikens experience, my tastebuds were unaffected. It was as if none of it had actually happened apart from the dent in my boyfriend’s wallet. It was as if Ramsay had served from the heart and Aikens from the head.
After our meal we were off to Sophie’s Steakhouse for a Whispering Ted, aka Appletini. This drink was wonderfully refreshing and contained a perfectly subtle kick required of a fruity martini: the perfect end to an evening. The Whispering Ted didn’t fall into the trap of over sweetness, which some Appletinis do. In fact, this drink is a definite contender for the signature Chelsea cocktail. Although, I hear that Sophie’s also do a Cucumber Martini, which I am now intrigued about.
After much indulgence, I decided to escape to the country the next day to nurse my hangover and needless to say, this was my biggest fashion faux pas of all. I missed Vogue’s Fashion Night Out!
Lulu Guinness’ party would have been perfect for me. Clinique were in the shop applying glamorous red lips to shoppers whilst Lulu signed bags and spoke to customers.
My only consolation is that London Fashion Week begins in a few days and what with my birthday weekend fast approaching, the next post could be quite exciting indeed.
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