It was hard to avoid those thoughts of envy and “grass must be greener” as I entered one of the most eccentric, fabulous spaces I’ve yet seen, the House of Siren. Hong Kong seemed the hippest city on earth. Of the numerous parties surrounding The Hub, this must have been the most singular.
Though Ellis, bespoke tailor and founder of Moustache, contributed as much as the space with his potent cocktails.
These gin martinis were made with just gin – no vermouth – and muddled olives.
This costume couture rental center was replete with all manner of fineries and precious baubles.
Most dramatic was the headwear.