Recap(ish).
To start with. 'Genius at shopping'.
Is it just me - or dafuq?
Anyway. Grimly onwards.
Sali's new notcollaboration collaboration (35 iterations in the making. Ffs people she has suffered for this. She cried
Ah no don't be mean) was launched with a bang. It was a glitzy star studded affair. Claridges in Ould London Town kindly allowed her the use of, well no idea what the
duck that was tbh - a very small rather sinister forgotten corridor? Hong Kong Phooeys janitor's cupboard? Doesn't matter. It looked soooo lovely. The funeral parlour theme, complete with flickering candles and dusty drab drapes, was an unexpected touch but oh so chic. There was a roster of big names:
Caitlin Moran, Hirons, Claudia Winkleman, Trinny Wotsername, Chloe Simms off of TOWIE Reem!
Sali pulled out all the stops outfit wise for her big day. It isn't everyone who can work a crumpled shroud - but the maverick Estee Lauder Of Our TimesĀ© showed those boring conformists who use irons just where they are going wrong. (Ironing is just not something Sali does OK? Stop asking her. It's all in the book. Just think - What Would Madonna Do? Ironing wise).
To cut to the chase. The products. No idea. They look boring and overpriced to me. Luckily we have an in-house tester
@Foxvint who has offered herself. Beef face. We salute you.