Lady London invited me to The Grand Vintage Ball & Vintage Attire Pageant. The name is a little verbose for such a short night (8pm to 1 am) but what it lacked in length it certainly made up for in BIG laughs.
The ball was like coasting through the most fashionable parts of the last century. The sartorial flashback featured beautiful bias-cut dresses, perfectly sculpted finger waved hair, straight-out-of-'50s prom dresses and sheer kaftan gowns - a steal from Liza Milleni’s closet, no doubt.
Just as beautiful as the clothes was the venue. Stepping into the Rivoli Ballroom is akin to flying back into time. You can almost see débutantes taking their first bows, clutching dance cards. The flocked wall, shimmering chandeliers and diner-style booths immediately transports you to the days when guys were guys and gals were dolls.
There was a pageant, with prizes for the best dressed from each decade and with less conventional categories including retrosexual, dictator's wives, best afro (!?). The obligatory cabaret performance - Bourgeois & Maurice didn't make my slit me wrist, a plus and then there was dancing. Jive, Lindy Hop and Swing gave way to pulsating '90s dance beats. Lady London twirled, I body-popped and the night was concluded in bare feet. Class.
3 comments:
This is really lovely, you both looked amazing!
Thank you, was so much fun!
cool photos - thanks for sharing!
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