Intoxicated Investments

Harvey Nichols are rather clever. Serve free alcohol for 5 hours and watch rich bitches fight over 5,000 pound hand bags they don't even want. Some women had armfuls of the things, not even joking! Classic. By the end of the Harvey Nichols VIP Summer Shopping Party at 10pm, racks were empty, customers were stumbling bleary eyed, leaning on collapsing empty glass tables where Chanel sequinned, cashmere sweaters with a 2000 pound price tag sat hours earlier. With a choice Kylie and Roisin soundtrack and a cocktail in each hand, walking through a maze of  Spring/Summer 2008 collection goodness with pixellated vision was a rather euphoric experience. Items that seemed an overpriced, fugly, and a major rip off earlier in the day suddenly seemed so terribly tempting (even for the cost of 6 months London rent). And Miu Miu and Prada dresses that you only dream of getting so close to, were in the change room with you and your champagne glass(es). I did feel a dangerous liablity for the poor dresses though, a spillage or a spew could be an extremely costly experience, which was why it was best to stand amongst the Christopher Kane racks of snakeskin and camoflauge. Shame there is a generous refund policy, no doubt most of the racks will be full again by morning.