Milena, companion in Holland Park
Very tall, very dark, and quieter than she looks from across a room.
- Age
- 25
- Her district
- South Kensington
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Suites and private addresses
- Height
- 175 cm
- Hair
- long, straight black
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- curvy
- Languages
- English
About Milena
Milena stands 175 cm, and only one woman here is taller, a fact she has never once raised. She is curvy, her black hair long and straight and heavy, her eyes brown. She dresses in black with something reflective in it, a strap, a trim, a line that catches the light when she moves, and the whole effect is striking from across a room and considerably softer up close.
She is twenty-five. Her English is measured; she is quieter than she looks and funnier than she sounds. She likes design of any kind, from tiled floors to chairs nobody should sit on, and she has the good sense to be interested in what a guest actually does rather than in what it earns. She is not easily impressed and does not pretend to be. She is a slow talker and a fast reader of people, and she rarely asks the obvious question.
Her Holland Park afternoon is Leighton House on Holland Park Road, the artist's house with the tiled hall and the gold dome, which is fifteen minutes of walking and an hour of looking. She lives south of there, in South Kensington, so she comes over easily. Dinner afterwards is local and unhurried, and she is content for the evening to stay in this one quiet corner of west London rather than crossing town for the sake of it. She will not cross the river for dinner and is perfectly frank about why.
Afternoons that carry on into the evening are the bookings she enjoys most. She is wanted at addresses across Holland Park and the streets below it. A line with your day in it is all that is needed.
- 175 cm, curvy
- Long straight black hair, brown eyes
- Twenty-five, English speaking
- Design, tiled interiors, west London afternoons
- Lives in South Kensington
Booking her evening
Afternoon bookings suit her, as the house on Holland Park Road closes early. Evening and dinner bookings are arranged with a day's 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 Milena
Milena's afternoon begins in a house nobody expects to find behind a plain brick front: gold ceilings, tiled walls, a fountain in the middle of the floor. She walks it slowly and talks about how it was made rather than who owned it.
Dinner stays local, somewhere with the lamps on and the tables reasonably far apart. She is easy company over a long meal, dry rather than lively, and she has a habit of asking one blunt question about halfway through that turns the evening honest. Afterwards the streets here are dark, residential and almost silent. She will walk them with you happily, and back at the hotel she is calm, attentive and in no hurry at all. She is the same company at midnight as she was at six, which not everyone manages.
Milena, in her own words
Because a man built a room like that in Kensington and then slept in one small bed upstairs. I think about it often.
No. I simply have a face that does not volunteer anything.
I do, but the west is where I am best. I know which streets are quiet at eleven. West London empties early, and knowing which corners stay quiet at that hour is half of arriving well anywhere in it.
Where she sits
In the margin
The remarks card for Milena 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.