Tuesday 26 February 2013

Bella Valentino




So this weekend I worshipped at the temple of a designer God with a visit to the Valentino exhibition at Somerset House. The three month long exhibition, celebrates the talent and glamour of Valentino, who has been one of the leading forces in fashion for the last half century.



Now everyone knows Valentino, well maybe not personally, but you'll have heard of his name at least. His stunning gowns have graced the stars of the golden age of Hollywood right through to modern day Oscar winners.  

After quite a long queue in the snow, plus a struggle to find my e-ticket hidden among my emails, I was finally permitted to enter the hallowed exhibition and what a feast for the eyes it was. 

From the moment you step inside you are swept up in a journey exploring the very beginnings of Valentino through to his break in to the fashion world. 

From letters of congratulations from Anna Wintour to glorious photos of Jackie Onassis in head to toe Valentino, you can't help but be amazed at the impact that one single man has had on the lives of women across the world. 

Aside from the letters of love for Valentino, my favourite part was the opportunity to parade down a catwalk whilst designer dresses spectate. I had to hold myself back from jumping over the barrier and attempting to squeeze myself in to Julie Roberts dress from her successful trip to the Oscars in 2008.

If you love fashion, dream of elegantly sweeping down red carpets wrapped in designer dresses or simply like me enjoy staring at pretty things then hot tail it to this exhibition before it closes. You've only got a few days left to enjoy it!

Tuesday 19 February 2013

Ping Pong Madness


So this weekend I decided to drop in to Pongathon at the Village Underground in Shoreditch to check out why everyone is obsessed with ping pong.

Now originally I thought we would be watching ping pong masters in action, but alas as usual I was wrong. We were in fact the competitors.


You could enter one or as many different competitions as you wanted. You could make a bid for glory on your own, battle with a buddy, fight against the machine, play sofa ping pong or indulge in mini ping pong.


Not confident in our abilities, my sister and I chose mini ping pong. This was quite possibly the worst decision we've ever made together. One of us has no spacial awareness, whilst the other has an aversion to games with balls.

After some dutch courage, a free cranberry and vodka, my sister and I took up our mini paddles to face our competition. Could we be in with a chance of winning?


Well to cut a long story short we lost every game. I had a John McEnroe style meltdown and we most definitely won't be on the plane to Rio.