Instazzes from New Year's Eve. Starting off right with a drink and a snack at Claridges, where various dapper types were arriving for a Venetian masked ball. Love that powder room, make excuses to go there, want to live there. I wore my new prettypretty Mayle dress and C is holding G's swoony new Lanvin bag. Hi! Billybob instead of Ruin at Coya to ring in the new year. The large table of around thirteen year old Arab princes next to us not pictured, who didn't seem to know what to do except play with their phones. Especially when the Brazilian dancing girls turned up. Dancing to the Cuban band with a small princess (I don't know if she was an actual princess, but she should have been) who was having The. Most. Fun. Ever.