Black haired: six names, five of them tall
One drawer of the cabinetSix women here have black hair, and it is worn straight and long by all but one of them. The drawer holds a coincidence the house did not arrange: five of the six stand at 170 cm or above, and the sixth is 168. Nobody selected for that. It is simply what the list looks like when it is pulled open at this drawer.
Black is a decision in all six cases rather than a starting point, and every one of them says something similar about it: that hair this dark does enough on its own and that the rest of an outfit should therefore be quiet. The ladder does not notice any of this. £250 an hour, £700 for three, £1,800 for a whole night.
Raven haired, as hung
The two in Mayfair and Kensington
Angelika is 172 cm and athletic, her black hair long, straight and otherwise left alone, her eyes brown. She is twenty-four, lives in Mayfair and arrives without ceremony; the effect in a drawing room is that people look twice and cannot afterwards say why.
Danielle is 170 cm and curvy, black hair long and straight, twenty-nine, with clothes that are dark, structured and down to one strong line an evening. She keeps her dinners in Kensington, reads as expensive the way good tailoring does, and would be poor at pretending to be decorative company.
The two who are tallest
Violetta measures 178 cm, tall and slender, black hair sleek and straight to the ends, and nobody here is taller. She is thirty, drily funny, and slow to arrive in an evening in a way that is worth the first hour. Milena is 175 cm and curvy, black hair heavy and straight, twenty-five, and she is quieter than she looks from across a room and funnier than she sounds.
St James's and the square
Karolina is 174 cm and slim, black worn straight, brown eyed, twenty-seven, with the trained posture of someone who danced for years. She wears very little jewellery and no scent you would notice from across a room, and both are decisions. Roxi is 168 cm and curvy, her black hair long and heavy, twenty-three, and she wears gold without irony and would rather a quiet table than a room that wants to be seen in.
Why the drawer reads as it does
Height and hair together are a strong first impression, and all six of these women are used to it arriving before they have said anything. What they have in common, and it is more useful than the colouring, is that none of them fills a room with noise. Five are described on their own pages as quiet, still or unhurried, and the sixth is simply private.
That makes this a good drawer for a late table, a dark room or an evening where the guest would rather do most of the talking, and a poor one for anybody who wants the company to carry the conversation from the first minute.
Where else the six sit
Four of them are in statuesque, which follows from the tape. Three carry the fuller frame of curvaceous, two the long line of slim and slender, and one is on toned and athletic. By age they split three ways: two in early twenties, three in late twenties and one in thirties.
Asking for one of the six
These are names that suit a booking of three hours or more, and several of the six say as much on their own pages. Send a date, the hours and the address, and the reply names her, gives the arrival time to the minute and the figure in pounds. A dinner at a held table is the commission this drawer is opened for most often.





