The past four years has seen a flurry of the star studded as well as the public make their way to all things fashionable in the heart of London. The Vogue Festival, in association with Harrods, was bigger and better this year; and I was lucky enough to snap up a golden ticket.
An occasion such as this called for a classic outfit; it was only fitting I went for something as timeless as a clean white shirt, smart trousers and my signature leather jacket. Red lipstick was a necessity of course. My jewelled Boden ballerinas completed the affair. It was evident that style was a priority for all attendees- my favourite outfit of the day being a trench coat paired with Louboutins. I also spotted a red tulle skirt which looked stunning.
This year saw a variety of hugely anticipated talks. With the likes of Kate Upton, Olivier Rousteing, Bobbi Brown, Christian Louboutin and Alexa Chung (to name a few) gracing the panels, it really is no wonder that tickets sold like hotcakes. Despite the iconic names, I chose to attend a talk about working in fashion- with the end of my degree approaching, insider knowledge to a career is absolutely crucial. Alexandra Shulman (I was giddy with glee at being in the presence of British Vogue’s Editor-in-Chief) hosted young designer Simone Rocha, fashion consultant Yasmin Sewell and Helen David, the Fashion Director at Harrods. All came from very different backgrounds and had made very different paths for themselves in the vast fashion industry. Despite the three obviously different personalities, hard work and dedication seemed to resonate throughout. They were all wonderfully honest about their careers; reminiscing about how their experiences had been crucial to their careers in fashion. No stone was left unturned; with David even revealing how she believes financial backgrounds can be beneficial. After all, in this day and age, you simply have to have it all.
After what was more intense a Sunday morning than is my normality, I finally lived out every girl’s dream- starring on my very own Vogue cover. I have never shelled a ten pound note from my purse faster! I was quickly seated and a lovely make-up artist from Chanel and I immediately bonded over my shoes. She applied a little powder (Les Beiges) and blush to my cheeks, before topping up my lipstick. Naturally, she went for Gabrielle as I delightedly explained that was exactly the shade I was wearing. I was handed a pair of Chanel sunglasses; black with a silhouette of Coco herself and then pointed towards the photographer. Confession: I had no idea what I was doing! I quickly realised posing for a selfie and posing in front of an audience were two polar opposites. I did the best I could; and was a little sad when the camera was lowered- I was just getting into it!
A facepalm soon followed; as I decided to test out the Headmasters with Kérastase Hair Bar next- I really should have had my hair seen to first! Nevertheless, I only too eagerly perched myself before a giant mirror and agreed to some waves with my stylist. Despite seeing to person after person for two days straight, he was ever so lovely and really paid attention to my hair. A perfectionist! This was probably my most relaxing moment of the day- girls, you all understand how amazing it feels when someone plays with your hair. I departed with some gorgeous waves and a big fat smile to match. I wish he would do my hair everyday!
With the finish line drawing closer; I decided there was just enough time to pop into the Vogue Shop. The Levi’s x Vogue denim shirt very nearly ended up in my basket, but the ver hefty price tag dissuaded me. So I settled for a classic white tee emblazoned with VOGUE; along with a matching notepad and pencil. Other items that tempted me was Alexa Chung’s book It and a Vogue coffee flask.
I could not bring myself to leave without making my mark, so I pinned up a little note to prove that I had been there. It had been a truly lovely day. Selfish yes, it had all about me with that amount of pampering. But it is every woman for herself! And why not? Fashion allows a woman to express her identity without uttering a single word. There is no shame in taking pride with one’s appearance. Impressions are everything. And so with my hair bouncing on my shoulders; a Harrods bag hanging on my arm; and a half-pout-half-smile on my lips; I paraded out of the Vogue Festival feeling just fabulous darling.
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