Village People

One of the most embarrassing moments to befall upon me recently was when I attended the launch party of new Potts Point bar and restaurant, The Village. The gut-wrenching moment when the hot door bitch girl says "ummmmm, you're not on the list?" "But I was invited! I even RSVP'd before the date!" I argued, and she looked down again at her clip-board, most likely holding a blank piece of paper and proclaims that my name is just not there. Oh, the embarrassment! The humiliation!

Luckily, with my persuasive powers over the female race she let me in anyway. I guess I'm just the male version of Samantha Brick. People can't help but bestow me with privileges and gifts because of my stunning appearance and pretty smile.

The similarities are uncanny. 

Anyway, I was actually really happy to be let in because it was one of the best launch parties I've attended. Probably due to the fire-spinning performers, cocktails and a tree made out of lights which made you feel like you were on LSD after a few too many drinks. However the food was the winning ingredient of the night, you could often spot me throughout the night loitering around entrance of the kitchen, snatching canapes before the waiters had a chance to serve everyone else. Classy? Who, me?

Seared scallops on saffron risotto, stuffed figs with goat's cheese and balsamic dressing

Check out that girl's amazing Josh Goot dress. Jealous.

I am wearing
Jack London blouse
Vintage brooch

Lola wears:
Paprika chiffon playsuit

Sorry for the lack of outfit photos! There comes a point in the night where the combination of alcohol and photography just don't work so well together, and there's only so much Photoshop can do. As always, photographs are by Lola at Figs & Brie.

P.S How good does Lola look in that photo? Dayum.

P.P.S I finally jumped on Twitter :) So if you wanna be like my fourth follower, come follow me: @ColourMeDang!