Fashion fades, only style remains the same.

On Friday night, the girls and I went to the Yohji Yamamoto show.

It was absolutely beautiful, held in one of the enormous halls of the V&A museum.

‘Real life’ models (rather than emaciated agency girls) wriggled down the runway in beautifully structured dresses, over the top hats & pastel, tailored suits. 

The music was an eclectic mix of modern and classical, with Ave Maria slipping, seamlessly into old school rock and roll. 

It was a spectacle to say the least, and we were very grateful to have been invited. 

I wore my favourite white dress, my little Zara number. 

The beautiful Annabel T.

Front row darlings

After the show, and a little too much champagne, we headed across the road to Cassis, for dinner.

Cleo’s Roast Landes duck breast, chickpea galette & Niรงoise olive sauce

Annabel’s Artichoke and ricotta ravioli, with sage emulsion.

My far less attractive- steak tartar… and chips.

I really should have chosen something prettier, shouldn’t I?

The cocktails were to die for, and I’m pretty sure we made our way through the entire menu.

It was a beautiful restaurant & a lovely night with beautiful girls. 

You can read more about the Yohji Yamamoto show at the V&A here, and I would certainly recommend Cassis as a restaurant. 

On the warm summer evenings they throw open the doors and you feel you could be in St Tropez, Monaco or Barcelona at the very least. 

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