In a spin

Now some bloggers get to do very cool things in the evening, (cough, Ms Bubble & Ms Roy and yes Ms. Dressed & Pressed, gals about town!) Moi, I mainly get to do bath time and books before catching up on things and blogs.

So, when Miele, invited me as a guest to the start of London Fashion Weekend and as it was before 7pm I thought why not. At 9:30am yesterday, I sat down to a lovely cappuccino in Cafe Primo in South Kensington with the Miele PR & Marketing agency peeps from 1000 Heads and Helene a fellow blogger of The Luxe Chronicles.

When I first got the invite I thought someone was pulling my leg as I'm a bit of a washing nut. I can talk for hours on all manner of fabric care and pour forth on DIY dry cleaning solutions. When I found out it was a genuine invite I then upped my stakes and demanded a washing machine, no, actually they told me it was a champagne breakfast so I replied yes in a interweb nano second.

Equally I couldn't resist a bit of fabric geekery and to check out a Miele other than my mother's one. Actually the most important element of the event was the launch of the Miele fashion award more of which later... in part three. This is part one and it is all about me - well all about the incidental stuff!

Outside the site and remnants of LFW, the PR girl was meant to get my sequined cape(let) in not the board!

All the samples were on rails for punters to purchase later - this was the Sass & Bide stall.

Jasper Garvida the 3rd Project Catwalk winner (with friend) - he was here to announce the details of the Miele Fashion competition

Me with Mark Foster, British Olympic Swimmer, World Record Holder etc who currently isn't washing his clothes as he's appearing on Strictly Come Dancing and has a housekeeper. When he isn't stood next to me and making me look like a dweeb - come on he last posed with Paris Hilton and I'm looking like a complete...... - he buys his tee shirts from American Apparel and only puts his pants and socks in the tumble dryer. I told him he wasn't allowed to mention his swimming trunks and lycra.

During the breakfast my style booker phoned me to clarify some dates in the diary. She knew I was at the Miele event so asked if I was having fun. Of course I was after two glasses of champagne - I hope she didn't hear the PR correcting me firmly in the background saying 'you've had three.' Technically I'd had 2 and was on my third.

Cheers!