Whatâ€™s it like? Well, I can tell you itâ€™s like driving a juggernaut where you only have two pieces of string to control the wheelâ€¦â€ť Grayson Perry told us of his experience coordinating the Royal Academyâ€™s 250th Summer Exhibition. Dressed as his alter-ego Claire, as is standard at their annual preview party he held court as he moved around the galleries – chatting to a Kim Cattrall here, a David Bailey there – in a look made by second-year St Martins students. â€śI go in and do a six-week project with them,â€ť he told us. â€śThey design looks and then I buy the ones I like.â€ť Isnâ€™t that hard, we asked? â€śWell, Iâ€™m no size-zero model, darling, but I know what works â€” and Iâ€™m not afraid to go short.â€ť At which he hitched up his dress to show off some absolutely cracking pins.
Elsewhere fashion folk had caught the bug with Laura Jackson reaching peak art-anxiety sprinting to get to the Tracey Emin before anyone elseâ€¦ Fail. And Paloma Faith deciding to get in on the art game â€śI bought something!â€ť she told us. â€śBut not framed – I can do that myself.â€ť Right-o. â€śBe careful before you do any champagne shopping,â€ť another well-heeled guest warned us. â€śI bought a McQueen dress at an auction that Iâ€™m still having to pay off in instalments.â€ť Hard times, babes.
On, then, to the opening of the MoĂ«t Town House, a pop-up members club literally built on champagne with over 400 cases of bubbles being shipped in for the 4-day event. Proceedings kicked off with a DJ set by Groove Armadaâ€™s Andy Cato, who had made full use of the green room – complete with wall to wall jeroboams of champagne. Issues arose when Idris Elba arrived to play his set, used the room and locked the door behind him. With the keys inside. Cue two belonging-less DJâ€™s and one locksmith called out at midnight.
Back to the scene of the crime the next night for a dinner hosted by David Furnish, Dylan Jones and Caroline Rush to celebrate the opening of the 12th season of London Fashion Week Men’s, where talk turned to a worrying trend emerging from the front row – the shaving of male editorâ€™s ankle hair for that rolled up chino and loafer look. â€śWould you shave your ankles?â€ť one concerned American editor asked over the tuna tacos, â€śnoâ€ť we assured him, but our European cousins, well, thatâ€™s a different matter.