Saturday night at the Chelsea Arts club was fun with the artist Sasha Newley, Joan Collin's son. Dishy and now free he had us all laughing. I bought a painting from him last year. The beating of St Anthony. It has elves coming out of trees all up to no good. Semi erotic semi horrific, it always gets a comment, from anybody who see it. Sasha has the sort of wit I like to hang out with. Carolyn Quartermaine was also with us and the architect Ken Armstrong. Carolyn I have long admired. I used to collect her fabric by the yard covering anything I could with her delicious creations.
Yesterday I went to the Cartier Polo in a beautiful marquis, white with red rope, so chic. stunning flowers. I am a person who usually likes to go for one house and leave but this time I braved the whole day and had the best time. The flowers by John Carters stole the show. White and green lavishly covered the whole table. I took my new friend Ken, and sat with Melissa Knatchbull and her pretty daughter Kelly, she has just finished her script. Poppy and Chloe Delevigne were there looking pretty, I was laughing with Richard Dennen who was sporting a mallen streak and Cristal Brinkley who gives us all hope to look stunning. She at nearly sixty proves that with work and a positive attitude all needn't fall apart.
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