Monday, May 23, 2011
I love a fan. I mean the pleated paper number, not the crazed one. Ho ho. Anyay, fabulous fan moments: Kaiser Karl peeping out from behind his signature fans back in the day. The coquettish splendour of the Chinese fan dance. Her hotness Scarlet Johansson in Lady Windermere's Fan.
The other night I was lucky enough to be a guest at the Chandon Supper Club event at Guillaume at Bennelong. I dined on scallops and fillet mignon and a whisper-light passion fruit souffle with the uber glamorous Elisabeth Drysdale and my new favourite woman Miss Chu. Anyway, at the end of all this feasting and boozing and carousing, we stepped out to the afterparty on the terrace in front of the opera house, with wonderful views and...fans. What a fab gift. So here's a gratuitous pic of me, avec said instrument of chic. Must get me a Louis Vuitton fan, me thinks.
Posted by Mrs Press at 11:12 PM