London Blogger’s Party with Scarlett London



A quick disclaimer – the black & white photo decision had to be made due to Dirty Martini being underground, very dark and 100% lacking in natural light. Apologies! 

Last Saturday I spent the afternoon at Dirty Martini in Hanover Square. Although not quite within the revolving doors of Vogue House, there were certainly enough fashion enthusiasts to fill an entire magazine team. With recognizable faces from every corner of the blogging universe and organised by the wonderful Scarlett Dixon, this was a date not to be missed.

After her extensive planning and even averting a last minute social calamity with a change of venue an hour beforehand, Scarlett completely lived up to all the praise placed upon her shoulders in our recent interview.

Between 80 and 100 guests squeezed into the venue for an afternoon of delicious cocktails, meeting product hosts (including Quiz clothing and Cloud Nine) whilst generally (trying to) network rather than simply hold up the bar…








I spent most of my afternoon with Zoe of Face Value Beauty (what I lack in beauty-know-how she makes up for in abundance) and she was kind enough to introduce me to other familiar faces around the room including Lorna from Studs and Dreams and several of Scarlett’s own writing team, Rachel Dixon and Georgi Adolpho.

If that wasn’t enough of a reason to attend then the quintessential goody bag should have been the clinch in the deal. Party bags may have upgraded since you last received one as a five-year-old , no more paper hats and leftover jelly. Scarlett had sourced the best from the beauty world and packed in endless samples for the perfect start to a summer beauty regime. She even had ‘Blogger’ necklaces made (pictured above). The hostess with the mostest, I think you will agree!



As if I hadn’t been hosted enough, to make the event even more enjoyable, Travelodge Hotel offered to put me up for the night in one of their newly renovated suites in Covent Garden. Although I didn’t have to travel very far home (unlike some of the girls who had come hundreds of miles) it was still a very welcome invitation at the end of a long day. There will be more to come on my overnight stay.