Surrounded by beautiful women, he leans back in his chair and takes a long, hard drag on his electronic cigarette. Unfazed by the floods of lights that seem to scream, “Cavalli!” from every possible angle, his smile fails to falter. He seems unremarkably calm for someone who is about to unveil their latest collection for the first time to the fashionistas of the Middle East.
It’s mid- December and out in Dubai the fashion clique are swarming into the Fairmont Hotel. Not for its first-class room service, or impeccable restaurants but for its club.
The Cavalli Club reflects every characteristic, every distinguished trait that is Roberto Cavalli. Its red carpet snakes into a world where nothing is unattainable, where everything over-sized and drenched in diamantes is seized with open arms. Swarovski crystals drip from the ceiling, crystal chandeliers drape over the animal-printed thrones that circle the tables with weaving crystal curtains separating them. Nothing is too lavish, too extravagant or too garish for Cavalli.
As Roberto has so rightly said: “beautiful things are expensive” and in this instance he couldn’t be more correct. With grade 8 Wagyu beef, grilled Boston lobster and pure gold leaf maki on the menu at Cavalli Club, expensive is an understatement, where a vintage bottle of CuvĂ©e Dom Perignon is priced well over £12,000. It is no surprise that he is dubbed the ‘King of Bling’ or that he has chosen to flaunt his Spring/Summer 2011 collection here.
After the crowds have stepped off the red carpet and pursed their lips around a few glasses of vintage champagne, the atmosphere is electric in anticipation. With all eyes surveying the runway and the paparazzi poised with expectancy awaiting the arrival of Cavalli’s latest collection, the lights dim, the music begins to pound and the show starts off with a bang.
With only five rows and eight models the show was one of exclusivity, not simplicity. It may not have one recurring theme, instead Cavalli combined his refined mix reflecting a vivid palate of colour, sexiness and a dash of classic prints. The models were everything you would expect to find on a Roberto Cavalli catwalk; beautifully elegant, yet oozing sex appeal and so were the clothes. Plunging necklines,thigh- high slits and corset style dresses left the audience longing in desire and envy.
With a refreshing splash of colour to welcome us into a new season the models paraded down the catwalk in flowing floor-length dresses splashed in electric blues, neon yellows and vibrant greens. As Cavalli has recently said he: “he loves beauty” and “he loves life” and the two for him are intertwined. He reflects these passions through the use of vibrant colours in his creations and today was no exception. “Colour. Beauty. Elegance” were the designer’s words as to what inspired this season’s collection.
He has also always been inspired by nature and this certainly is reflected in his latest collection with floral, leaf and snakeskin prints. And it wouldn’t be a Roberto Cavalli collection without his signature leopard print which pursued loose fitting blouses, one shoulder dresses and skin- tight trousers.
Similar trends for Spring/Summer 2011 were also seen on the catwalks this season. Explosions of neons and vibrant colours were seen on catwalks everywhere from Versace to Maxmara and seas of blues swarmed the Dior, Victor and Rolf and Prada catwalks. Nature may be Cavalli’s inspiration but it seems it was also the desire of other designers too this Spring. Floral maxis were spotted at Paul & Joe, Erdem and Topshop Unique, butterflies flittered over Alexander McQueen creations and giraffes and tigers gave an Africian vibe to Louis Vutton.
After last season’s trends of minimalistic chic, grunge glamour and its shades of deep purple, crimson and black, the new collection is refreshing and uplifting. And the crowd seem to think so too. After the last jaw-dropping dress, once Cavalli entered onto the catwalk blowing kisses to the crowds, the room was filled with the sound of applause, cheers and whistles as people rose from their seats to congratulate him. As Roberto Cavalli had told Time Out Dubai: “Middle Eastern women. They are my biggest fans in the whole world.”
“It (the collection) really was breathtaking. The clothes, the models, the music, the atmosphere. Everything was just incredible” said Alexandra Falgate, a PR girl working for the Pragma Group who have just been invested $150m by Roberto Cavalli to launch 20 more Cavalli Clubs and Cafes. “I love the sexiness and glamour behind his creations. He’s not just a fantastic designer but also such an extraordinary man, with such passion and his designs reflect that.”
It is no wonder he chose Dubai or in the words of Cavalli: “the future”. Dubai seems to be made for the Italian designer or maybe Cavalli was made for Dubai. Either way, it is no surprise that he has launched his first “lifestyle concept club” here. Talking to Georgina Wilson-Fowell, Cavalli described his attitude towards Dubai being: “a fantastic city and it is the future. The Cavalli Club is a big event for me, a dream that has been realised and Dubai has allowed that to happen for me.” With stores and high-end boutiques in America to Europe and now the Middle East, Cavalli is an empire. “What better suited city is there for Cavalli” Alexander explained: “Like his clothes, they are both extravagant, luxurious and ooze glamour.”
After locating Cavalli in the Roberto Lounge, I ask him if he thinks the show is a success. He remains silent. Instead, he takes a seat in between two women, throws his arms around them, holding a champagne glass in one hand, a lighted cigar in the other and smiles. I take that as a yes. It’s no surprise his smile never fails to falter. Why would it?
Wednesday, 26 January 2011
Dubai
The last two weeks of 2010 were the best of the year, possibly one of the best weeks ever...
The offer to go to Dubai came out of nowhere; a friend asked me a week before if I was free to go, which of course I said yes to, then tickets were booked and suitcases packed and before I knew it we were on the way to the airport after a sunbed and a pamper.
Once we arrived it was 30oc which was an amazing change to the piles of snow England had had for weeks and it was amazing we could even fly. After a flight with thousands of films, food menu and limitless drinks we had our own chaperon to the hotel we were staying at for the next four days, The Fairmont Hotel.
The Fairmont is one of the most incredible, prestigious hotels I have ever stayed in, with roof top pools, impeccable room service and mouth watering food.
Once we had arrived we got straight into our bikinis and headed out onto a private yacht to drink cocktails and sunbathe.
The rest of the days were spent sunbathing by the pool, getting tans to make friends jealous back home and making the most of the free room service. The nights on the other hand made it a holiday I will never forget.
The first night we got all dolled up and headed to The Cavalli Club, Roberto Cavalli's lifestyle concept club, and I can honestly say it is the most amazing place I have ever been in my life. To sum the first night up we partied in VIP with Roberto Cavalli, his son, Kelly Brook to name a few, we drank £12,000 bottles of vintage champagne before heading to an after party in top floor penthouse.
The offer to go to Dubai came out of nowhere; a friend asked me a week before if I was free to go, which of course I said yes to, then tickets were booked and suitcases packed and before I knew it we were on the way to the airport after a sunbed and a pamper.
Once we arrived it was 30oc which was an amazing change to the piles of snow England had had for weeks and it was amazing we could even fly. After a flight with thousands of films, food menu and limitless drinks we had our own chaperon to the hotel we were staying at for the next four days, The Fairmont Hotel.
The Fairmont is one of the most incredible, prestigious hotels I have ever stayed in, with roof top pools, impeccable room service and mouth watering food.
Once we had arrived we got straight into our bikinis and headed out onto a private yacht to drink cocktails and sunbathe.
The rest of the days were spent sunbathing by the pool, getting tans to make friends jealous back home and making the most of the free room service. The nights on the other hand made it a holiday I will never forget.
The first night we got all dolled up and headed to The Cavalli Club, Roberto Cavalli's lifestyle concept club, and I can honestly say it is the most amazing place I have ever been in my life. To sum the first night up we partied in VIP with Roberto Cavalli, his son, Kelly Brook to name a few, we drank £12,000 bottles of vintage champagne before heading to an after party in top floor penthouse.
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Sunday, 2 January 2011
Happy New Years Fashionistas!
Happy new year to one and all. I hope the new year brings you everything you could hope for.
Taking a look back at 2010, it's had its ups and its downs but over all was one of the best years so far. Let's take a look back...
The year began with blagging myself an audition for Britain's Next Top model. Although I didn't make it onto the show I still came 25th out of thousands of applicants. After that confidence boost I left my 45hour week job that I despised and got myself a job at Topshop which I loved. Being surrounded by clothes and learning about the latest fashions was the ideal job for me and just what I needed to keep me going after my two year relationship with a guy I thought was 'the one' fell apart. My new job confirmed that the fashion industry is where I wanted to be and began applying for work experience on the fashion desk of every magazine I could think of.
Summer was approaching and I was rejoined with a friend who I'd lost contact with. I became promoted in my job and given more responsibility. The summer was spent with friends, attending concerts, festivals and going to Mexico and meeting the most beautiful man I had ever set eyes on.
Before I knew it summer was over and I was off to university. The nerves evaporated within seconds and I made the best group of friends I would wish for. My local hangouts became Mayfair and the West End and was often invited out to celebrity parties where I met my latest obsession, a 22 year old South African model. I had got myself a job at Hollister as a model and soon my year would go off with a bang. Wait for my latest entry on Dubai, meeting a famous fashion designer and my progress on work experience....
Taking a look back at 2010, it's had its ups and its downs but over all was one of the best years so far. Let's take a look back...
The year began with blagging myself an audition for Britain's Next Top model. Although I didn't make it onto the show I still came 25th out of thousands of applicants. After that confidence boost I left my 45hour week job that I despised and got myself a job at Topshop which I loved. Being surrounded by clothes and learning about the latest fashions was the ideal job for me and just what I needed to keep me going after my two year relationship with a guy I thought was 'the one' fell apart. My new job confirmed that the fashion industry is where I wanted to be and began applying for work experience on the fashion desk of every magazine I could think of.
Summer was approaching and I was rejoined with a friend who I'd lost contact with. I became promoted in my job and given more responsibility. The summer was spent with friends, attending concerts, festivals and going to Mexico and meeting the most beautiful man I had ever set eyes on.
Before I knew it summer was over and I was off to university. The nerves evaporated within seconds and I made the best group of friends I would wish for. My local hangouts became Mayfair and the West End and was often invited out to celebrity parties where I met my latest obsession, a 22 year old South African model. I had got myself a job at Hollister as a model and soon my year would go off with a bang. Wait for my latest entry on Dubai, meeting a famous fashion designer and my progress on work experience....
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