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Greeted by belly dancers clutching magnums of Belle Epoque champagne as well as several eager photographers, a certain young hot blonde companion (yes that’s you Jamie) got papped in his bright pink and purple peony jacket. As the evening began, models Lily Cole and Poppy Delevigne mingled with Blur’s Alex James and Razorlight’s Johnny Borrell on the terrace, but after the champagne glasses were topped up a few times, the hot summer’s night and decadent setting started to work it’s magic. On stepping back into the palace, we were greeted by a sea of guests who had been transformed by make-up artists into characters from the Beautiful and the Damned. I (Jo) chose a feverishly feline look to match my vintage leopard-print clutch and then headed to Prangsta costumiers for a complete Las Vegas showgirl makeover, whilst Jamie became a male-courtier from the age of Marie Antoinette – sadly we are not at liberty to share the pictures!
Other frankly bemusing sights included; â€œLive artâ€ in the form of a living mummy being carried on a stretcher through the party whilst several guests prodded him in compromising places to see if he really had been set in plaster! Once night had truly fallen, an unlikely star of the show appeared when The Hoff rocked up with his daughters, â€˜The Hoff Drops’(pictured above). Guests were clamouring to get a piece of Mr Hasselfhoff, and Jamie was even told by one ferocious fan to â€œget in lineâ€ when he was only trying to catch a waiter for yet another top up.
By 11pm the palace had run out of champagne all together but with one call from the Met Bar, a fresh shipment of Perrier Jouet arrived via London’s finest for the thirsty guests.
At 1am the Belle Epoque-decorated slick fleet of Jaguars whisked the VIP guests off to the Met Bar for the after party with Roger Taylor from Duran Duran already on the decks. More guests followed our lead back to the bar for more debauchery, and by 2am the bar had hit capacity. The party continued long into the early hours; needless to say it was champagne headaches all round on Friday morning!