Liana, companion in Marylebone
Composed, chestnut haired, and content to look at one painting for a while.
- Age
- 28
- Her district
- Marylebone
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Suites and private addresses
- Height
- 167 cm
- Hair
- long, straight chestnut brown
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- slim
- Languages
- English
About Liana
There is a stillness to Liana that guests notice before anything else. She is 167 cm and slim, her chestnut brown hair long and straight, her eyes brown. She dresses in quiet, considered clothes, mostly plain, and she has the posture of someone who was told to stand up straight once and simply agreed. She does not fidget. In a gallery or a restaurant she looks equally at home, which is not common. She wears her hair down and no more jewellery than one pair of earrings.
She is twenty-eight. She has English alone, and her register in it is calm and adult; she is a good listener and a better question. She paints a little and says almost nothing about it. What she will talk about is other people's work, and she is generous about it, which makes her easy company for anyone tired of being asked what they do. She has a gallery habit of standing slightly too long in front of one thing, and she is unapologetic about it.
Her Marylebone afternoon ends at the Wallace Collection, five minutes away on Manchester Square, in the house with the armour downstairs and the Dutch rooms above. She has a small number of favourites there and will not name them until you have chosen yours. She lives in the same district, so dinner afterwards is a matter of walking. She keeps the evening simple: one table, one conversation, no itinerary. She would rather eat well in one place than see three, and she says so at the start.
Afternoons that run on into the evening are the ones she enjoys most. She is asked for in Marylebone and the streets towards Portman Square. A message naming the day is enough to start it.
- 167 cm, slim
- Long straight chestnut brown hair, brown eyes
- Twenty-eight, English speaking
- Painting, museums, quiet afternoons
- Lives in Marylebone
Booking her evening
Liana takes daytime bookings as readily as evenings, which suits an afternoon on Manchester Square followed by dinner. A day's notice is preferred.
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 Liana
Liana's favourite booking is not an evening at all but the hours before one. The Wallace Collection at four, the galleries half empty, an hour spent mostly in silence and then twenty minutes of argument over a single painting on the way out.
Dinner follows on foot, somewhere on the high street with a table by the window, and she is a different woman by then: warmer, funnier, still unhurried. She has no interest in a night that is a programme of events. One place, properly, is her position. Back at your hotel she is composed and attentive, and she treats the end of a booking as she treats everything else, calmly and without a scene. Nothing about the evening will have been rushed, including the last half hour of it.
Liana, in her own words
The one with the Dutch pictures. Small rooms, small lives, painted better than anything else in the building.
No. I am serious enough about it to know it is not good yet.
Afternoon into evening. London is at its best between four and eight and almost nobody books it. Those four hours hold the light I like best, the galleries are still open, and a table at seven feels earned rather than hurried.
Where she sits
In the margin
The remarks card for Liana 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.