Abi Moores Glitters in Gold at St. Moriz Summer Party, London

Her sleeveless gold dress—sparkly, fitted, unapologetically radiant—caught every glint of light in the room. It wasn’t just glitter; it was engineered gleam. The cut? Clean, body-skimming, with just enough structure to suggest tailoring beneath the dazzle. It felt like Studio 54 met Notting Hill—disco with a British wink.

The high-heeled sandals were minimal, metallic, and leg-lengthening. No straps fighting for attention. Just elevation. Her long blonde hair—loose, glossy, and slightly tousled—added softness to the otherwise high-glam look. It was the kind of styling that says, “I woke up like this,” but with a blowout booked three days in advance.