Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend - Plot & Excerpts
I wasn’t to know it would be my last evening in this gilded world. I was wearing a lovely dress which shimmered in the late evening sunshine, a strappy pair of black Gina shoes and my hair was straight, soft and shone like butter. It was a warm evening, a time of day when London feels full of anticipation, I was young, rich, spoilt and in love, and I was on my way to the hottest party of the year. Everything was good. The party was in Hyde Park. Huge sculptures had been erected throughout the grounds, and there were tents made of large swathes of material, lit by jetting flames. The waiters and waitresses were dressed in white togas and circulating with cocktails and small canapés, which I ignored, naturally. The setting sun reflected off the white draped linen and everything seemed bathed in bright pink light. It was quite beautiful. There was no Rufus yet, and I couldn’t see Carena either, so Philly and I helped ourselves to drinks and admired the acrobats tumbling across the lawn. ‘Where’s Rufus?’ I asked immediately. ‘Er, I’m not sure.
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