Nice Price
Now I've caught up on my blogbacklog or cured my "blogstipation" as Superduck so charmingly put it, I can finally get around to telling you what a wonderful time was had by all on Wednesday night at Tramp - YES Tramp! - at the Topman launch of Antony Price's "Priceless" range which will be hitting the store this Autumn.
Max and Paul's "Look Presents...." second fashion foray is perfectly timed....I predict there'll be skinny boys in bands stepping out in their best purple suits or their tight Artful Dodger waistcoats anytime soon.....it's always great to see sexy menswear, and all to rare a sight, and lest we forget, Antony was responsible for Brian Ferry's male sex-siren image throughout the seventies. Whenever you see the footage of Roxy Music on Top of the Pops from those days it's astounding how outrageously sexy Ferry still looks. Timeless. Eyeshadow, tight tight pants, tiger jacket and gravity-defying quiff.....endless legs......half-shut eyes as though remembering some earlier liason or just turned on by the music....a real man in great make up is not a look carried off by more than a handful of beauties....Marc Bolan, David Bowie, David Johansson......delicious.
Anyhoo, back to me. I had the HONOUR of wearing an Antony Price Crawford suit to the party. A pinstripe vamp of a suit it is obviously based on the Joan of the same name, has shoulders that could take your eye out and is going to be available on Saville Row later this year. Max is responsible for my Cinderella moment, he put me on the phone to Antony and once he'd been convinced I was going to make "some effort" with the hair and make up and do my best to do him proud he gave in....
Everyone dressed as befits the stomping ground of Joan Collins and Oliver Tobias....
Nahid and Bev scored very high in the babe stakes....
As did Roy and Julien......they went from animated chatter to a sexy smoulder in less than a second!
Lady Bunny caused a photographer's scrum in which Stevie Stewart got trampled, here she is with Antony....
....and Jonjo who was utterly starstruck like I've never seen him before!
Pam was wearing a shiny Hogg Couture number, looking as incredible as always, here with Daryoush - what a couple of stunners!
At the dinner before the party I think we had the best table (obviously the head table with Brian Ferry, Antony, Philip Green and Nicky Haslam came a close second), I spent most of the time cackling with the i-D girls and forking little tastes off their plates...whilst trying to earwig on Andrew Davis's confessional down the other end of the table (I'll never be able to stop calling him Tilly, much to his chagrin I'm sure...)
Paul Gorman was working a new glasses and houndstooth (dogtooth? whattooth?) combo which worked very well and the tailor responsible, Mr Mark Powell was resplendent in pinstripe - mopping my look!
So far so delightful....although when the ladies of the House of Maison B get together it can get a bit rowdy...
Not to mention the boys...Nathaniel quickly forgot his "no smiling in photos" declaration....
Sarah forgot she doesn't smoke....or at least she and Phil started a toothpick smoking game which ran and ran and we all found hi-larious....
I felt very proud of Max for pulling the whole Priceless gig off, he's worked so hard....
Really enjoyed hanging with the girls...
...and the boys....
Ate every scrap of my roast pineapple with coconut ice-cream!
Perhaps overdid it a bit.....
But in the best way.....it's not often I get to see so many of my friends in one place, and for that place to be legendary Tramp, with a slap up meal thrown in, this was one happy Madame......
Wonder if they'll make me an honourary member......think not....
Madame xxx
Max and Paul's "Look Presents...." second fashion foray is perfectly timed....I predict there'll be skinny boys in bands stepping out in their best purple suits or their tight Artful Dodger waistcoats anytime soon.....it's always great to see sexy menswear, and all to rare a sight, and lest we forget, Antony was responsible for Brian Ferry's male sex-siren image throughout the seventies. Whenever you see the footage of Roxy Music on Top of the Pops from those days it's astounding how outrageously sexy Ferry still looks. Timeless. Eyeshadow, tight tight pants, tiger jacket and gravity-defying quiff.....endless legs......half-shut eyes as though remembering some earlier liason or just turned on by the music....a real man in great make up is not a look carried off by more than a handful of beauties....Marc Bolan, David Bowie, David Johansson......delicious.
Anyhoo, back to me. I had the HONOUR of wearing an Antony Price Crawford suit to the party. A pinstripe vamp of a suit it is obviously based on the Joan of the same name, has shoulders that could take your eye out and is going to be available on Saville Row later this year. Max is responsible for my Cinderella moment, he put me on the phone to Antony and once he'd been convinced I was going to make "some effort" with the hair and make up and do my best to do him proud he gave in....
Everyone dressed as befits the stomping ground of Joan Collins and Oliver Tobias....
Nahid and Bev scored very high in the babe stakes....
As did Roy and Julien......they went from animated chatter to a sexy smoulder in less than a second!
Lady Bunny caused a photographer's scrum in which Stevie Stewart got trampled, here she is with Antony....
....and Jonjo who was utterly starstruck like I've never seen him before!
Pam was wearing a shiny Hogg Couture number, looking as incredible as always, here with Daryoush - what a couple of stunners!
At the dinner before the party I think we had the best table (obviously the head table with Brian Ferry, Antony, Philip Green and Nicky Haslam came a close second), I spent most of the time cackling with the i-D girls and forking little tastes off their plates...whilst trying to earwig on Andrew Davis's confessional down the other end of the table (I'll never be able to stop calling him Tilly, much to his chagrin I'm sure...)
Paul Gorman was working a new glasses and houndstooth (dogtooth? whattooth?) combo which worked very well and the tailor responsible, Mr Mark Powell was resplendent in pinstripe - mopping my look!
So far so delightful....although when the ladies of the House of Maison B get together it can get a bit rowdy...
Not to mention the boys...Nathaniel quickly forgot his "no smiling in photos" declaration....
Sarah forgot she doesn't smoke....or at least she and Phil started a toothpick smoking game which ran and ran and we all found hi-larious....
I felt very proud of Max for pulling the whole Priceless gig off, he's worked so hard....
Really enjoyed hanging with the girls...
...and the boys....
Ate every scrap of my roast pineapple with coconut ice-cream!
Perhaps overdid it a bit.....
But in the best way.....it's not often I get to see so many of my friends in one place, and for that place to be legendary Tramp, with a slap up meal thrown in, this was one happy Madame......
Wonder if they'll make me an honourary member......think not....
Madame xxx
Labels: Antony Price, Max Karie, Paul Gorman, Priceless, The Look Presents, Topman, Tramp nightclub
