The Londoness


Born in Paris.

Made in London.

Teller of London Tales.

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…

A smashing, positively dashing day!

I know nothing about horses, gambling or how to wear a hat, but I can be hedonistic, and I enjoy a glass or two, maybe even three, of a certain French drink with bubbles. My lovely friend Hilary invited me into her private “Winning Post” enclosure again, so Mark and I draped ourselves in Best…

London’s Tealightful Teas

Dripping crumpets, rich, tangy and melt-in-the-mouth Victoria Sponge, a warm, orange-scented clotted cream of a scone, and a spicy brew made of leaves from far-flung exotic places such as Darjeeling or Ceylon, … afternoon tea really is the stuff of whipped dreams. The French refer to afternoon tea as “Thé Anglais,” or English tea. It…