Whoever said December was the party season? Girl About Town has had a super-hectic January, and things are showing no sign of slowing down any time soon…
First up was a launch party on a snowy (yes, snowy! In London!) January evening for literary stalwart Hermione Lee, to celebrate her new biography of Edith Wharton. Held at the gorgeous 28 Portland Place, this was a most glamorous affair, with more big literary stars than even Girl About Town could name-drop in one little column…from Julian Barnes to Melvyn Bragg…Carmen Callil to Alan Hollinghurst… Andrew Motion to Victoria Glendinning, via copious journalists and even a Newsnight Review talking head – overheard by GAT being somewhat vicious about a current well-known theatre production…(how was that for a little shameless name-dropping..? Plenty more where that came from!).
We drank: Champagne and red wine (although many people seem to be on a January detox – all the more for GAT, ha!).
We ate: goat's cheese and red pepper croutes, mini foie gras toasts, mini scotch eggs (a return of the retro canapé! Hoorah.).
The next evening (no rest for the wicked…or just downright louche…) came a launch party for Ruth Padel's new book The Poem and the Journey, hosted at Sotheran's, the oldest (and one of the most beautiful, in GAT's opinion) antiquarian bookshop in London. GAT overheard an amusing (and bemusing!) conversation between The Times' well-known lady of letters (she hates to be called 'agony aunt') and an elderly well-known Spanish author, who it seems was having his fair share of amorous 'issues', shall we say…don't think that letter will be appearing in the Times any time soon!
We drank: lots of wine
We ate: Healthy snacking ahoy! GAT ate an inordinate amount of strawberries (not in season – tsk! – but nonetheless very delicious) and smoked nuts.
The following week came the Publisher's Publicity Circle annual awards for the best publicity campaigns of the year, held at Mosaico. Following a very pleasant 3-course dinner, publicists and journalists mingled and drank, before the winners were announced. More pashminas and kitten heels than you could shake stick at, but that's PR, daaaahlink…
We drank: champagne, peach Bellinis and red wine. In that order. I think.
We ate: a lovely 3-course dinner of insalata tricolore, pheasant and foie gras roulade and an elaborate and decadent chocolate pud.
Socialite's tip of the month:
My top discovery of January is the comeback of good old brunch. GAT discovered you can get to visit otherwise prohibitively expensive restaurants for a reasonably priced weekend brunch, and without all the pre-booking weeks ahead hassle. GAT went to the Wolseley on the Strand for a very decadent (and reasonably-priced) Sunday morning of eggs benedict, pancakes, freshly ground coffee and freshly squeezed juice. Yum. All hail the return of the lazy, decadent weekend…