I have always been a lover of razzmatazz, my childhood was a little too rustic and rural for me, and as soon as I could I dashed off to London for a fast life. I love things like award ceremonies that most people hate. I watch them like football match and I could go to every single one. The BAFTA’s this year for example was so exciting for me. I arrived with Meredith Ostrom who was wearing the infamous Julien Macdonald royal blue dress, that revealed perhaps a little too much for such an event – but frankly who cares, she looked stunning. I saw my favourite actor Colin Firth win best actor in The Kings Speech ; Helena Bonham Carter win best supporting Actress in The Kings Speech; the most talented and hardworking composer Alexandre Desplat win for his score for The Kings Speech and Colleen Attwood win best costumes for Tim Burton’s Alice in Wonderland.
I wore my new crush of a designer, Emilia Wickstead and the piano shoes from Charlotte Olympia, which were the most daring shoes I have worn in a long time. The Royal Opera House is the most glamorous place in London, red and gold, the event is sponsored by Orange. The BAFTA’s have become one of the most social events in London’s Spring Calendar. The dinner afterwards at The Grosvenor House looked stunning with beautiful patriotic flower arrangements, I sat with The British Film Institute. The best party surrounding the ceremony was Harvey Weinstein’s at 17 Berkeley Street, where I had the honour of sitting next to Derek Jacobi who was witty and entertaining and about to start his tour of King Lear.
What does this all mean, well it is an award ceremony the business of entertainment. It is just that and I love it, the country can never offer the excitement of a town, but as I get older, it offers tranquility that is essential to my wellbeing. So now I am off to Berkshire to see an old school friend and come back down to earth.
