Three parties, one night, one city.

Getting my nails done in the pop up salon

So last night was a bit of a crazy one work wise.

I had to squeeze in three parties, that were in opposite parts of town, all before 8pm.

First up Myleene Klass's pop up nail bar in Soho, straight from work at 6pm.

Myleene's the latest celeb to turn her name and hand to beauty.

Everyone does it these days, if you haven't launched a makeup range, a nail varnish or clothing line it seems you're no one in 2011.

First it was just models and fashion celebs now it's every Tom, Dick and Harry. From Fearne Cotton to some random TOWIE bird.
Anyway Myleene has launched a collection of wrap on nails. Basically patterned stickers that wrap around your nail and file off.
They're good fun, although possibly a little bit tacky. Sorry.
Anyway fair play to Myleene she wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty and got to work sticking them on everyone.
And she had a sexy looking array of champagne and cupcakes.

One of the many handsome looking cake stands

Myleene getting busy with our manicures.

    

I then jumped into a cab and headed over to Altitude 360 at the top of the Millbank Tower ( floor level 28) for a Marilyn Monroe book exhibition.

The views across London and down The Thames were amazing. Especially all lit up under the stairs and in the moonlight.
London really is a beautiful city.
With a glass of wine in hand, I took a moment to stare out across the landscape and think about how lucky I felt to live in London and do a job I really enjoy.




I finished the night at The Spectacle Wearer Of The Year awards at Battersea Power Station.

After a few interviews on the red carpet (or in this case the green carpet) with Max from The Wanted (who won Spectacle Wearer Of The Year, yep, I never knew he wore glasses either) and The Only Way Is Essex girls Lauren Pope and Lauren Goodger, we sat down to have dinner and enjoy ourselves

Me, Max and Sonja

Gok Wan and Kara Tointon were hosting the awards.
The whole night got a bit messy. This happens every now and then at events when all our showbiz journo buddies are out.
Anyway to cut a long, and potentially career damaging, story short we got seriously re-hydrated on free wine.
There are rumours we may have commandeered the catwalk at one point, downed wine straight from the bottle, start a flower fight with the floral centre pieces and thrown some sexually inappropriate moves, not just on the dance floor.
However, rumours are over rated so lets just leave it there.

Sam, George, Sonja, Me and James