I know it’s a bit late in the day for a ‘What I wore to the BAFTAS post’, but I have galloping insomnia at the moment which, whilst not ideal for functioning like a human being during the normal working day, does prove pretty effective where answering email, editing photos and doing blog admin without let or hindrance is concerned.
Going through a bunch of draft posts just now I realised that, whilst I had done a make up story, I had never posted my outfit.
(Nicholas Kirkwood sandals, Belen Echandia clutch)
There are several good reasons for this. London Fashion Week happened immediately afterwards so things got bumped but most, of all, it’s because the photos I took of the dress are so shocking. I’ve never been much of a one to demand that others take my picture, and so it was that I realised at the end of the evening that I had omitted to get any full length shots of my evening gown.
So I resorted to the age old photo in the hallway/in the bathroom routine when I got home which, as you can tell, was not entirely satisfactory. Look! I have an alien claw! On the plus point, you can see the bodice of the dress, which you can’t, not really, in the full length shots. Whatever.
Anyway. I failed miserably in the Great BAFTA Dress Hunt: borrowing from PRs isn’t possible as I can’t squeeeeeze my bust into sample size, there was nothing I liked or could afford in the shops, the Temperley London dress I had my eye on had sold out London-wide, and Girl Meets Dress had rented out the perfect frock already, so I wore my fall-back option, a vintage brown silk chiffon goddess dress, that has seen service everywhere from Burns Night at Gleneagles to Julian & Cathy’s wedding at Durham Cathedral.
The dress has an inverted pleat at centre front and a ruched bodice with wide chiffon trailing straps. I wore Nicholas Kirkwood heels and my sister’s Belen Echandia cream evening clutch – most of my evening bags are black, so stealing her one was necessary.
And here is the sole photo of me actually at the BAFTA dinner – in case you all think I am delusional, and just spent the evening Tweeting from my bathroom. Hmm. Okay not much BAFTA action going down there. Guess you’ll just have to take my word for it. (Or check out the photos of me getting my Lancome on in the suites at The Savoy beforehand.)
A huge thank you yet again to Lancome for the quite wonderful make up, and for a fabulous evening.