The Londoness


Born in Paris.

Made in London.

Teller of London Tales.

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The London Summer Social Diary

The Chelsea Flower Show may officially kick-start the London Season, but for me, it’s the Summer Exhibition at the Royal Academy that gets summer in London off to a rip-roaring start. The world’s largest open submission art exhibition signals a tee off for strawberries and cream, cucumber sandwiches, Pimms and lemonade, racing hats, flowing dresses,…

London in May, theatre, exhibitions, art, Kids in London in May

May Be Baby

May is a see-saw of a month: hot and fiery in parts and wet and wild in others. The parks are starting to groan with sun-worshippers, the pubs are spilling out onto pavements, and I’ve even seen the odd sandal make an appearance (albeit paired up with a backup brolly). May isn’t just about bank…

In the Rude

I’m not sure what the Scrooge equivalent is for Valentine’s Day, but I am it. I do feel sorry for those singletons who are reminded in every one of London’s nooks and crannies that they are flying solo on February 14th. And it’s the general forced cheesiness of it all that makes me queasy. So…

Queen Bees

It may have rained on Donald’s parade on Friday, but the sun beamed out in full force yesterday for the Women’s March in London.  Come rain or shine, my daughters and I were determined we were going to head down to Grosvenor Square for this historical rally. We thought 20,000 might join us, perhaps even some…

United Nations of Noël

My first Christmases were more Hee Haw than Ho Ho. I spent them in Paris where decorations were subtle, yuletide food was sophisticated and gifting was about quality not quantity. But not chez Roitman, neigh: my tree was stuffed with Cowboy Santa and his fleet of armadillo reindeer; the tree looked like it had disgorged…

Hello Jack

It’s All Hallows’ Eve, a day for witches and their warlocks, for devils, goblins, banshees, nosferatus and zombies. It’s my favourite tradition of the year, the day when I dream of morphing  into a spellbinding Veronica Lake in I married a Witch or of riding broomsticks with Julian Sands in Warlock. Growing up in Paris,…

Sweetie Dahling!

So, Patsy and Edina are back on July 1st, trolleyed on Bolly and laced in Lacroix. I can’t wait, and my golden ticket has already been booked at the Electric Cinema, a fitting place to toast London’s naughtiest ladies back to our screens with my feet up, wrapped in cashmere, and with a bottle of…

My Double Date

My first date this week was with Hugh, and the second with Jamie,  although I nearly stood Hugh up.  I went to the wrong cinema, waited half an hour with glass of Pinot in hand, and wondered why there were so few people in the lobby. It didn’t make sense: Hugh Grant and Stephen Frears…

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