I try to get everywhere early, get a coffee first – today that did not happen. Hat, The Gap. Toga dress, Whistles (I’ve died it black several times because I keep on wearing it. Pure micro modal – so washes and wears brilliantly). Beneath, long sleeve T shirt by American Apparel. Velvet drainpipes by Alexander McQueen, not seen.
One of my favourite Brit artists of the 90s was Abigail Lane. Fun to hang out with, and she and her boyfriend turned me onto Scott Walker when I was working on some music for a fashion show with a guy called Dave Tipper. The show was sponsored by Wedgewood, so punk as we were, I set about smashing glasses and pitching them down to sound like smashing ceramics. Hmmmm. Why am I talking about her? She did some cool pictures with deer. This was taken in Richmond Park, and the deer reminded me of her.Ancient jeans by Replay. Jacket, a gift from Kelli Ali (yeah, she’s good), and long sleeve T by American Apparel.
An e-pology to Gemma Peppe, manager of the Get Tested campaign at The Hep C Trust (also, longtime friend) – I could not save you a bite of chocolate brownie at The Clerkenwell Kitchen when when we met earlier today prior to my introducing you to the gorgeous Kerry Haynes of Haynes PR…it was whay too unctuous and moussey and perfectly crisp on top and was gone by the time you arrived…every slice on the tray had my name upon it like a fortune cookie, my destiny is to buy more fortune cookies, and to jack more of this fine specimen of chocolate brownie to my face every time I’m in the hood. Oh no, you arrived, did I have chocolate all over my face?Lipstick, YSL. Black & white mohair poncho, Marks & Spencer. White skirt, McQ. Earrings, bought from a Massai on the Ngorongoro crater in Tanzania.
The gorgeous Gemma Peppe
Bandeau, American Apparel.
6pm: Stuart Shave Modern Art: sophisticated, chic & beautiful. My favourite gallery owner in London. 23/25 Eastcastle Street, London W1W 8DF. The new show is called Damned Women by Lara Schnitger. It takes a Yinka Shonibare twist on figurative work combining fabric and stencilled Fiona Rae plaid sofas, painted candleabras and naughty licking horses. She works in LA. Lucky girl.
7pm: East End Promise at the RED GALLERY. Our History and Paul Sakoilsky have taken it upon themselves to big up the cultural migrants to Shoreditch from 1985 to current day. On arrival, the picture above taken in the 1990s by my fiance, Alexander Snelling shows the occasion when a partygoer named Mole fell from the 3rd floor roof of The Bricklayers’ Arms. The car saved his life. The exhibition is a collage of faces and scenestarters. There’s a particularly beautiful painting by Mark Jones I’d recommend…
8pm: Black Rat Press: Run by Mike Snelle and Sarah Morgan, these free radicals are injecting a contemporary patina to street arts by selecting the most successful artists. This week they sold one Banksy for megabucks, but there are sketches for a few hundred quid. It’s a cool space, round the back of Cargo on Rivington Street, and they’ve installed a shop selling their books. Tonight was a launch for Street Studio – The Place of Street Art in Melbourne, published by Thames and Hudson.
TOMORROW (FRIDAY 9th) the ultimate gallery to land in, beyond these, will be the The Outside World on Redchurch Street as owner, Cate Halpin tells me they’re hosting a Mario SCHWAB sale from 12-9pm…TASTY!