Cindy, companion in Chelsea
Pale colours, simple lines, and the last hour of daylight.
- Age
- 26
- Her district
- Chelsea
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Suites and private addresses
- Height
- 168 cm
- Hair
- long, wavy blonde
- Eyes
- blue
- Figure
- slim
- Languages
- English
About Cindy
Nothing about Cindy hurries. She is 168 cm and slim, her hair long, wavy and blonde and usually left to itself, her eyes blue. She favours pale colours and plain lines, and she belongs to that small group of people who look composed in a garden at four and equally composed in a dining room at ten. The impression is calm rather than polished.
She is twenty-six. Her English is unhurried and slightly amused. She asks about work without turning it into an interview, and she is genuinely curious about how things are made, which keeps a conversation going long after the usual subjects have been exhausted. She swims, she reads at breakfast, and she is at her best outdoors in the last hour of light. She dislikes being late and is mildly amused by people who are, which is as close as she comes to a complaint.
Chelsea is where she lives and where she is most often asked for. Her table is at The Ivy Chelsea Garden, halfway along the King's Road, out in the garden room whenever the weather permits, where an evening begins gently and nobody is ever moved along. From there almost any address in SW3 is a short walk or a shorter taxi. She arrives at the hour she promised and stays present for all of it, which is rarer than it ought to be. She knows which tables catch the last of the sun and asks for one without making an issue of it.
She will say honestly if an address is too far for the hours booked. Her range runs through Chelsea and the streets behind the King's Road. Put the day and the hours in a message and an answer comes the same afternoon.
- 168 cm, slim
- Long wavy blonde hair, blue eyes
- Twenty-six, English speaking
- Swimming, gardens, early evenings
- Lives in Chelsea
Booking her evening
The garden room fills in good weather, so an afternoon's notice helps. Shorter evenings at your hotel in Chelsea can be arranged at short notice.
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 Cindy
Cindy prefers an evening that starts while it is still light. Drinks outside if there is any excuse for it, then the walk down towards the river end of the King's Road, which she will narrate mildly and accurately.
Dinner in the garden room is unhurried on purpose. She is good with a menu, better with a wine list than she lets on, and she keeps a conversation moving without ever seeming to steer it. Afterwards she will go back to your hotel or keep walking for a while, and if you ask her outright she says which she would rather do. The evening closes at the agreed hour, calmly, with the small courtesy of a message the next day if you would like one.
Cindy, in her own words
Garden, until the middle of October. After that I would rather be warm and honest about it.
Whatever is long. I like something that does not finish in one sitting.
For a drink and conversation, yes. For a table on the King's Road, give me the afternoon. The garden tables go first on a warm evening, and an afternoon of warning is usually the difference between one of those and a seat at the bar.
Where she sits
In the margin
The remarks card for Cindy 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.