Sunday afternoon sipping mimosas and devouring bespoke cupcakes (care of London’s own Lavender Bakery*) made me realise… you can take the baby out of the magazine journalist, but you can’t take glossy-chic out of the baby.Girlfriend and mag-mentor Miss B is 38 weeks and about to pop. So with a decade’s experience writing how-to-hosts and styling party features Miss R (a fellow ex-pat and ex-Aussie mag editor now of Wee Birdy* fame) took it upon herself to organise the ultimate baby shower.
Call in the caterers, call on Miss R’s web designer husband to create the e-vites and call in the mag girls for the chicest gifts in town… The result? Perfection, clad in designer.
Gift-wrapped Mamas & Papas, organic baby oils and creams and couture threads all the way from New York (half the guests hopped, skipped and jumped across The Pond) it was soon clear Baby B is going to be one well-dressed, Sephora-smelling* fashionista from the minute she makes her debut.
But is it bad to cultivate the consumer when bubba’s still in the womb?
After much soul searching - and a fair few hypotheticals - this glossy chick has decided, unequivocally, no. Because any baby worth their bath salts first lesson should always be... never look a (designer) gift horse in the mouth.
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