
Dress: Vlasta Cullo
Make-up: Lina Cameron
Hair: Dar Singh
When the most beautiful thick blue velvet envelope slipped (barely) under our door, it was unwrapped like a favorite sweet. An invitation from the king to his dear friend! Paul and I knew this was going to be a night to remember and I would be accompanying my gorgeous man as his Cinderella. A treat to savor! All across London, similar tantalizing invitations were being secretly delivered and the whispers of excitement were growing.
Normally when there’s a big party I’m the last one to be planning my outfit. More than often relying on a last minute “open my closet and hope something works approach” but this time I’m taking the “oh my gosh better look seriously hot!” approach. This was also gently prompted by receiving various excited text messages from girl friends telling me about their super hot (and probably super expensive) ensembles. I can feel the cold sweat starting! I wanted to make my man proud and look like a princess.
It is after all, it is Simon Cowell’s 50th Birthday party and how often does that come around? When I start thinking about the guest list it puts it into context. I mean seriously, think about who is going to be there- all the BIG names in every industry! The fabulousness will be off the scales. This changes the stakes. Professional help is needed!

Put like that it all sounds so effortless, but don’t be fooled, this was an operation of organizing and collaboration.
Two weeks prior to the big day I still had nothing to wear and time was ticking. My fabulous globe trotting girl-friends where calling me innocently to discuss their fabulous outfits. Kelly planned to wear a cleavage-busting gold Armari number and all Lauren was letting out was that her ensamble was dazzling with sparkles. Needless to say, both of these girls are supremely beautiful and have exquisite taste. We are keeping the standards high ladies. I could feel a cold sweat about to break.

I had been searching high and low but alas, I could not find a dress. My dear friend Lina suggested I use Vlasta Cullo, one of London’s top bridal and evening wear designers whose creations have graced the pages of countless bridal magazines. Having worked with Vlasta at many bridal shows was very impressed with Vlasta’s precision cuts and attention to detail. With the pressure mounting, she could not have come at a better time. We had 8 days to go so I called Vlasta and we scheduled an emergency fitting for that evening. I arrived at her South Woodford studio and was greeted by the angelic Vlasta. After trying on a few sample dresses we found the winner, selected the deep red fabric and chose the accessories. The dress would be ready the day before the party. This made me think of the saying “ a stitch in time saves nine”. Phew!
It was the morning of the ball and the day of preparations lay before me. First stop; pick up the dress from Vlasta at the designer wedding show. It was like entering a magical dream land of white lacey satin silk with happy smiling mother and daughter teams. Amidst a sea of white, bright lights, flowers and fairy cakes I stood in my red dress, Vlasta stitching the fabric to fit me like a glove. It did, in a surreal way feel like a wedding day- a special moment. We wrapped the precious cargo and I jumped into a taxi.




With only an hour to go it was up to Dar to put the cherry on the top. Dar makes everyone feel so special and has a luminescent personality- you can’t help but have a constant grin on your face. With Dar, it’s 20% hair and 80% magic. He took one look at my make-up and dress and like a true master, crafted a bespoke classic up-style with effortless ease. He believes in understanding the whole look from top to bottom and making sure the hair compliments the look. Watching him work is fascinating. It is obvious that he is talented and having worked with countless A-list celebrities including Goldie Horn, Katie Derham (and even Simon himself back in the 80’s) all confirms this.

Five minutes to go and Paul calls to say the Limo is waiting. Quick, get in to the pumpkin taxi and get to the ball for a night of splendor. It is indeed a glamorous good life!
