This week I am working at Vogue House; very nice, very swishy with possibly the largest Jo Malone candle ever in the reception (anywhere else I work this would have the sprinkler systems going off and fire marshals donning their high-vis jackets in no time). At lunch Marc Jacobs sent his lovely ones round to hand out fresh flowers from flower painted mini van and trailer combos. A much needed blast of spring.
No free perfume though.
Soon it will be Fashion Week, will Marc be able to top this?