Angelika, companion in Mayfair
Dark cloth, nothing that announces itself, and a walk that clears a lobby.
- Age
- 24
- Her district
- Mayfair
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Suites and private addresses
- Height
- 172 cm
- Hair
- long, straight black
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- athletic
- Languages
- English
About Angelika
Angelika arrives without ceremony. She is 172 cm and athletic, built by a sport she still plays rather than by a mirror, and she carries the height lightly. Her black hair is long and straight, worn down and otherwise left alone. Her eyes are brown and steady. She dresses in dark, unfussy pieces of good cloth, one line per evening, nothing that announces itself. The effect in a Mayfair drawing room is that people look twice and cannot afterwards say why.
She is twenty-four. She has English and spends it carefully, which guests sometimes mistake for shyness for the first ten minutes. She listens before she answers and tends to ask the second question rather than the first. Contemporary painting interests her, and tennis, and she will hold a position on either without raising her voice to do it.
Her Mayfair is a short one: she lives here, and an evening she arranges rarely crosses more than a few streets. It begins, as a rule, with one drink at the hotel and then a table at Sketch, halfway up Conduit Street, whose rooms are theatrical enough to carry a quiet guest and whose staff leave a settled table alone. She reserves ahead. She is good at the small logistics, the taxi, the timing, the moment to stop looking at the room and start talking, and she does all of it without remark.
Angelika is asked for most often in Mayfair and the streets around Berkeley Square. One message begins it, and the desk answers with the evenings she has open.
- 172 cm, athletic build
- Long straight black hair, brown eyes
- Twenty-four, English speaking
- Contemporary painting, tennis, long walks
- Lives in Mayfair
Booking her evening
A table on Conduit Street is easier with a day's notice. A drink and conversation at your hotel in Mayfair can usually be arranged for the same evening.
Her figures are the house figures, printed in full on the rates page, and the whole arrangement runs in one thread from the first line to the confirmation.
Also on this wall
An evening with Angelika
Angelika's preferred evening begins before dinner rather than at it. An hour at a gallery she has already seen, so that she can watch you see it, then a drink at your hotel while she says three sentences about the one painting that held her.
Dinner on Conduit Street runs late by design. She eats properly, drinks very little and stays entirely present, which is the part guests tend to remember. Afterwards she will walk if the night is dry and take a taxi if it is not, and she treats neither as a disappointment. The evening ends when it was agreed it would end, without a scene and without a clock being consulted in front of you. She does not look at a telephone once between the first course and the last.
Angelika, in her own words
The light, and then who is nervous. Both tell you how the evening wants to go.
I am quiet until I am not. Most people are talking anyway, and it seems a shame to interrupt them.
Dark, simple, one good thing. The room is decorated already. It does not need help from me. A room in Mayfair has already made its statement long before anyone sits down in it.
Where she sits
In the margin
The remarks card for Angelika is still blank, which is usually what discretion looks like. A note appears here only when a guest writes one, she agrees to it, and the house has checked that it reads as a first name, a month and nothing private.