Dress: Pretty Little Thing
Now the days are dark and our balmy summer nights are a distant memory, heading out into the cold on a 'school night’ can be grim. That was until an invite from the Sunday Times Style popped in my inbox. As a Journo graduate, that alone was enough to make me scribble the date in my diary in permanent ink. And it got better, not only would Mark Ronson be DJing, but the party was to be held at the newly rebranded Principal hotel (previously the Palace) and my friends have had to put up with me droning on about how I wanted to check out the Gossip Girl-esque venue for weeks on end.
So Thursday rolled around and off we went with no idea how epic of a night was about to unfold. I’ve never actually been to the hotel before so it’s hard for me to compare with its previous presentation, but one thing’s for certain, the wow factor is instant. It’s a beautiful building outside and in, with its grand architecture, vast rooms and attention to detail.
After checking in our coats, we entered the party which was already buzzing just after 9pm. And to match the slick venue, seriously stylish bottles of Moet bottles were being served throughout the night, and yes, I took a few snaps of them, because they looked that good. Shortly after arriving and one bottle of Moet down, Mark took to the decks - we quickly realised Ronson was right behind us when women started snapping photos near us - and we were thought maybe they just liked our outfits…
Safe to say Mark Ronson killed it. The crowd lapped up every track and the floor was crowded with everyone throwing shapes and genuinely having the time of their lives - all on a Thursday! Add that to delicious canapés and ice lollies that made their way onto the dance floor and you’re onto a winner. As it turns out the party was sprawled across the whole hotel - I don’t think we covered all of the venue as only after did we learn of the balloon basement but we spent some time in the beautiful winter garden which was a feast for social media snaps, filled with greenery, fairy lights and a sky full of metallic balloons.
There were countless bars to quench your thirst - with its own dedicated gin bar - which, whilst it’s not my tipple is pretty impressive. Time flies when you’re having fun, and that it did as 2am came around more quickly than what we liked. Luckily, the event organisers had thought everything through to the point of serving bacon sandwiches at closing time, keeping that impending hangover at bay.
Did I have a headache the next day? Yes. Was it worth it? 100%. Hands down one of the best parties of the year and I wish we could do it all over again - Sunday Times Style, you’ve done yourself proud. All the elements to an epic party and I cannot wait to come back to this beautiful venue - a true Manchester gem. And Mark, if you’re ever free, DJ sometime for us yeah?