The Brits – a host of Westwood and no eggs in sight!

The biggest night in British music took place in London last night. The Brit awards did not attract as many superstars as The Grammy awards, nor as many fashionistas to watch(with the honourable exception of Rihanna). There was no Kylie, no Lily Allen, no Florence Welch, but there were still many outfits to savour, and a few to commiserate with. Here is a quick rundown of those who won the style awards, and those who were the also-rans!

Style Winners.

Rihanna wore two stunning couture gowns on the night. She arrived in a Christian Dior Haute Couture dress that was the combination of a purple bodice and turquoise tulle skirt. It was a dramatic look, although I kept expecting her to step out of the turquoise skirt to reveal a mini. It was that sort of dress. I personally much preferred her beautiful Oscar De La Renta flowered gown that had a touch of Audrey Hepburn about it. I really don’t think James Cordon’s cousin Jeanette had that dress for her bridesmaids, she should be so lucky! Oscar De La Renta may not have Michelle Obama wearing his dresses, but in Rihanna he has a new style ambassador.


Christian Dior

Oscar De La Renta


I was torn by Cheryl Cole on the night. Her dress was a beautiful, slinky, black number by Stella McCartney that fitted her perfectly. But the low back was another excuse to show off that ‘tramp stamp’ tattoo, which cheapened the elegant look. In addition, I think this would’ve looked better with a strappy sandal rather than a nude platform.


If you look from this angle - Perfect!


I loved Sophie Ellis Bextor in her cute Dolce and Gabbana strapless prom queen dress. Retro styling really suits Sophie, and she was one of the most original dressers on the night, eschewing the short, tight trap that others fell into.

Katherine Jenkins looked like a blonde Dita Von Teese in her form-fitting green dress  by Vivienne Westwood. Katherine looked beautiful with her retro hair and make up, and the Westwood dress showed off her curves perfectly, showing that Gethin Jones is a very lucky man indeed!

Adele stuck to her trademark black for the awards, wearing an elegant beaded dress. This look totally suits her status as ‘the voice’ at this years award. Her performance was spine tingling and beautiful, and her look was beautiful, classic and timeless – like the lady herself.

My favourite look on the night came from the quirky fashionista Paloma Faith. She was another star who sported Vivienne Westwood, wearing a glamorous full length gown with long black gloves. The one jarring point was the huge Minnie Mouse bow in her hair, but Paloma always adds fun to her outfits, so I can forgive her that, especially when she looks like a stunning torch singer from the 1940s.

Style also -rans.

Jessie J is on a roll. The number one single at the moment, the critics choice winner at the Brits. I really wanted to like her Vivienne Westwood dress, but it was just too short and looked too tight! The overall effect was sloppy, although her hair is extremely chic.

Vivienne Westwood was a popular designer on the night, even designing the brand new Brit award. Another singer sporting Westwood was Ellie Goulding, who unfortunately chose to wear a champagne coloured gown that was loose and ill-fitting. She gets the Tracy Emin award for services to a bed sheet. The pink hair was not a good idea either!

The overall worst dressed award goes to one of my favourite singers. Eliza Doolittle sported what could only be described as the shortest, whitest, clingiest, cheapest, tackiest dress on the red carpet. She teamed this with huge aqua wedge sandals and what can only be described as a pink tail feather. Her legs looked amazing, but this outfit stunk. Eliza would’ve looked better if she had stuck to her skinny jeans!

Paloma Faith in Wolverhampton – Diva Fever.

New York (Paloma Faith song)

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Fashion-mommy’s favourite Diva hit Wolverhampton Civic Hall tonight, and that meant a night out without the Baba. This was actually a much-needed blessing in disguise has Baba has hit the terrible tutu’s (22 months that is) and is refusing to go to sleep, day or night. So Fashion-Mommy threw on her glad rags, grab her leopard print t-bars and red lippy, and went with Hubby to see the wonderful Paloma Faith whilst Nanna and grandad looked after a somewhat truculent Baba.

Fashion-Mommy loves dressing up, and has Paloma is one of my favourite style icons, an effort had to be made. Neat black pencil skirt with a puff sleeved lace top, also in black, were teamed with fishnets and the said leopard print t-bar heels. (Please note – only one piece of leopard print – I follow my own style rules!) A tiered Kookai lace bag(an Ebay bargain for 99p!!!) completed the look.

My pretty puff sleeved lace top.

The Civic Hall was packed to the rafters, with the audience set  for an excellent night of music and style. The support act was rising star Eliza Doolittle, who looked cute in denim hot pants and a gingham shirt tied at the waist. Her catchy hits ‘Skinny jeans‘ and ‘pack up’ were met with roars of approval, and she made the evening get off to a great start.

When the curtain finally arose on Paloma at 9.00pm, Fashion-Mommy was totally stunned. The usually dull Civic Hall stage had been transformed. There was a staircase with cascading flowers, a beautiful white baby grand piano and Paloma herself, standing astride the piano. She looked amazing, in a blue and black flamenco style  strapless evening dress that paid tribute to her Spanish roots. Her trademark head wear was in evidence, a canary yellow headband with a large bow and veil. She was supported by a modern version of The Supremes, three stunning backing singers in feathered black mini dresses, gorgeous Mary Janes with tottering heels, and a really cute vintage suitcase.

Paloma style – performing at Hot Grill.

The songs were performed in fabulous style. Paloma has bags of energy and a fine line in arm actions and mannerisms, in some ways performing to her songs in the style of a mime artist. This seems to echo her beginnings in Burlesque and cabaret, and also her talents as an actress, she truly performs each song.

A funked up version of ‘Do you want the truth or something beautiful?‘ led to a costume change. Paloma returned for the second half in a tiny corset/playsuit, with a fashion forward jacket, with amazing padded shoulders, and another little 40’s style hat. Hats and head pieces were very much in vogue with the audience too. There were mini top hats worn jauntily, pretty bows that secured side partings, headbands with all manner of sequins and feathers. I wore a pretty large corsage on one side of my head.


The corsage I wore in my hair – get yours from Dorothy Perkins £10.


The music was frankly amazing, with Paloma performing a range of her old favourites, new songs (My Cellulite went down a storm with the crowd) and cover versions. A stunning, uncensored version of Cee Lo Green’s ‘forget you’ was a particular highlight.

The show finished with my favourite Paloma song, a rousing version of the sublime ‘New York’. The audience was still singing it as they flooded towards the exits…