Tatler threw their 31st Anniversary Ball on Friday. It was held at the really rather fun and fabulous W Hotel on Sentosa and themed ‘Enchanted Garden’.
Their parties always do have some sort of theme to them. The last Tatler Ball I went to was two years ago when it was ‘1920’s Shanghai’ which positively oozed good old fashioned glamour and was the only excuse I’ve ever had to wear fur in the tropics. We got off quite lightly this year, when almost any pastel coloured dress would have worked.
I know you know this already, but I do love a bargain. The two-day UN Women’s charity designer sale, which happens annually in association with Club 21, was on yesterday and is happening again today. Prices start from $10. Designers include Marni, Max Mara and miles more. Most clothes have been worn but some were brand spanking new, price tags still attached.
I caught the tail end of yesterday’s sale just before they closed and all I can say is it really IS worth moving heaven and earth to get there today. It starts at 10am, which is in exactly 10 minutes time. Read More
There were some seriously impressive efforts last night at the various houses we visited on our meticulously planned trick or treat route, trailing children of all ages in our wake.
Including this:
When the invitation to a cocktail party on board HMS Daring came through from the British High Commissioner I imagined that it was a sort of boat-slash-yacht (something along the lines of the Yacht Britannia). It was only when I looked at the invitation properly – on Monday, the day of the party – that I realised it was actually a functioning warship. Cue a complete and wholly justified wardrobe panic.
Last year’s Diner en Blanc was Singapore’s first and all I remember hearing about was the almighty backlash that erupted when organisers banned people from bringing local food along (namely tau fu fa/beancurd) to eat at this all-white, touring global ‘picnic’, for want of a better word.
This year’s Diner en Blanc took place last Friday. I was invited by the sponsors, Perrier-Jouet, and was hugely relived to find that the rules over food had been relaxed; you could bring anything you wanted and no, it didn’t have to be white.
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