The Parks Edit 002

Written By MPU

Hello!

Hope you’re all recovering from a brilliant weekend at Glorious Goodwood.

We were all there, obviously - and it was, for the most part, smooth sailing…
There was a ghastly rumour being peddled by the tabs that I’ve been dating Lando Norris, which just simply is not true. Like I have time to date a Formula One driver at the minute, in the middle of London’s Social Season — are they mad? I’m completely run off my feet as it is between trying to wrangle Bridget into an open-toed mule and my actual real job. Anyway, that little story got back to BJ at Goodwood and it very quickly became ‘Unidealwood.’

I don’t know — maybe you saw the photos already? Of him and Feaven Lusk? He kissed her in front of me. And listen, what’s it matter to me—? I don’t care, we’re not together, obviously. None of my business. My only concern is as his oldest friend in the history of the universe who isn’t biologically related to him, is that he was kissing a girl who was so overtly a terrible kisser— I mean, completely rubbish. 2/10. I know this because they kissed in front of me and it looked unnatural and completely abysmal and BJ’s a good kisser — from memory! — he might be awful now too? We haven’t kissed in forever, as you well know — we’ve not kissed since that one time on the way to— actually, nothing. Never mind.

Anyway, so maybe he’s a bad kisser but probably he’s not, and probably it was just Feaven Lusk being a bad kisser — and so then obviously he’s kissing Feaven in front of me so I had to get him back — not because I love him, but just to teach him a lesson because that’s how we learn. So then I kissed Rush Evan’s flatmate Jago Benz (who, by the way, conversely, is a really good kisser!) and I do just want to clarify here that it wasn’t remotely a reactionary kiss. I’ve actually contemplated kissing Jago for months and months but he’s often over in New York which is quite far away for a kiss, don’t you think? And people speak too fast there and it often smells strange, and sure the shopping is good but I do have an overwhelming feeling that I might say something politically incorrect and AOC will cancel me so I don’t fancy my luck much in Manhattan, but I suppose never say never!

And anyway, Jago and BJ got into a bit of a dust-up, and I hate it when Beej fights but also, I sort of secretly love it which Bridget says it's on account of our inability to let one another go, also notwithstanding our individual inabilities to express ourselves without fear of rejection. What a fucking bozo. Honestly. My sister needs a mf hobby.

Anyway. We left together, as per usual. And we had a sleepover, as per usual. Strictly sleeping - also as per usual. And I didn’t stare at him in the morning or anything and just to prove to him that I was cross, I didn’t even let him come into the bathroom while I was showering.


Full Box Set brunch the next morning at Jikoni (a bit mixy for my liking — I don’t need there to be miso in my butterscotch and what is a kulfi?) Although I will say, when Beej pulled some manipulative shit and hit me with a, “do you trust me, Parks?” and gave me a look that should be illegal, so I had to say yes and then I had to close my eyes and then he fed me some of his breakfast which was — objectively, delicious — but literally, very very mixy. Caramelised pineapple with coconut ice cream? Fruit with cream? What, are we heathens now? Anyway, he’s the worst best friend I’ve ever had (see: infidelity) and also because he never reads this. Which is frankly quite rude - but, the plus side of that is - he’ll never know that I thought it tasted nice. I wouldn't want him thinking I'm going to start eating pâté or caviar or anything completely inappropriate.

Anyway, without further adieu - what you really came here for:

Magnolia Goodwood Festival

 

For Goodwood, I went bright and poppy because I’m still extra tan from Austria and I wanted to show off how brown I am, so I wore the Carretto-Print Bustier top from Dolce & Gabbana, paired with the White Pleated Cotton-Jacquard maxi skirt from Alaïa that has this gorgeous, pillowy fall to it. Accessory-wise I had no choice but to abide by the colour palette provided for me by Domenico and Stefano so the Blue Morpho Chiara sandals by Sophia Webster, with the fire-engine red, High-Shine headband from Prada that I feel would have made Blaire Waldorf proud - and lastly, the canary-yellow Crystal-Embellished clutch also from Dolce & Gabanna because I'm on a bit of a kick, I guess.

BJ Goodwood Festival

 

And Beej? Well, look — I don’t want you to say we were matching, because we weren’t. It’s just — you know him. Loves a bold shirt, and this one just looked so handsome on him at the minute, what with all his perfect-boy-hair all a tiny bit sunned up, so we weren’t matching but he wore a Silk Hawaiian shirt with Lion Mix Print with the White Pleated Tapered trousers, both from D&G too. I styled that with the brown leather Double G Buckle belt from Gucci and the Denver Cap-Toe shoes from the Ralph Lauren Purple Label. He saw one of my smaller pearl strands from Paspaley, so he threw that on himself (I approve) and then just a few bracelets.

Magnolia Brunch

 

Then, for the brunch, I just wanted to be happy and bright, because I could see that nosey-parker photographer from Loose Lips out front of Holland Park and I didn’t want him to say mean things about BJ and I, and so I wore an adorable outfit in hopes it would make him feel bad about lying about us if he were going to. The candy-pink, Wool-Blend Guipure Lace mini dress from Givenchy, and then my peppermint green Brandy V-Neck cardigan à la Sandro Paris. Matching Gianvito Rossi ankle tie-fastening sandals, and the Logo-Plaque headband from Prada (as far as I’m concerned, Prada is doing all the headband heavy-lifting right now. Miu Miu has one cute one and Jennifer Behr has a few cute ones but they’re not bright enough for me this week). Anyway, I guess I had pearls on my mind, so I wore a bunch of mine, the Round Pearl Strand, the Rhapsody Keshi & Circle Strand and then the Delfini Smooth Strand bracelet as well. All Paspaley, because what the hell other kind of pearls are you going to be wearing?

BJ Brunch

 

For the brunch, Beej was hardly styled because we just had to use the clothes of his that were already at my house so just the paisley-print short-sleeved shirt from Gucci with black, straight leg jeans from Saint Laurent. Old Skool Vans in Brown Sugar and True White because it’s BJ, and then he stole my Rainbow Heart 14-Karat Gold Topaz ring from Fry Powers and he wore it on his pinky (cute). Also, he wore the Snuff Cylinder-Pendent necklace by Vetements which is a little on the nose for him but he doesn’t do that anymore. Not that he ever did that! Forget I said anything, nothing happened ever and then also, the green and gold Foundrae 18-Karat Gold Malachite bracelet, and just to be clear — nothing happened.

If anything, BJ wearing that necklace is a nod to Cruel Intentions which is a movie we all loved and that’s all -- and yes, admittedly it’s a weird nod but it’s empty (I checked) and he’d never (he promised) and like I said - nothing happened anyway! So that’s that and don't look further into it.

Til next time.


Magnolia x

MPU
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