Monday muse...

posted on: Monday, 21 March 2011

We went away for a night to a lovely hotel. Our room had one of those ginormous beds, complete with pillowy white linen and many, many cushions. I swam in the pool when it was completely empty as twilight fell outside. After, chilled champagne and a little black dress for dinner. Interesting company and late night tequilas. There was an open fire in the room that had been lit for us upon our late return. I had a good time, better than I expected if I am honest.

by Polly Wreford
I went to the beautiful Spa and found myself fascinated by those well-groomed, well-heeled women who frequent such places. How do they maintain such a level of grooming? I am intrigued. Grooming (and by this I mean all of the little details; manicured nails, freshly coiffed hair, gleaming smooth skin) is surely for those with time and money in equal measure. I always observe those women in slight awe; the ones who almost defy age by keeping themselves so well put-together that they out do the passing of years. I don't consider myself someone who is influenced by airbrushed images in magazines, I don't read 'Vogue' and then look back at myself and worry. I can appreciate that there is a vast chasm between my life and that of a fashion model.

But in the Spa, when you see those women who are not airbrushed, they look that good in real life, now that does make me think. What I conclude is that if you have enough time and enough money you can do it. That and good genetics, like Eva Mendes here. Some of us are blessed in more ways than others!


I am off to meet an old friend today - one of my oldest, so we can compare notes on how well we are faring in the wrinkle wars!

Husbands and hotels...

posted on: Wednesday, 10 November 2010

I stayed in a hotel this week; not the normal Monday night routine, but a complete break from the norm for me. I joined my husband here for the night and we lived like people without kids and a mortgage and a flooded front lawn and a million chores to do at home. To be honest they are my chores rather than his; we have the 1950's model of family life; he works and brings home the bacon, I do everything else. Staying away like that, midweek, in decadent fashion made me feel abit like this...

via from me to you
I have decided that staying in a good hotels is just the most lovely treat, so long as you don't have to do it all the time. I am sure there are travelling salesmen (a la Arthur Miller) who hate the sight of the inside of a hotel room. For me, there is something so elemental and minimal about staying somewhere that is a fully formed version of itself. It doesn't need cleaning, every design detail has been thought out, it feels fresh and clear. You sleep in sheets you didn't have to launder. They bring breakfast on trays with linen tablecloths. Incidentally, room service deliverers (porters?) have the strangest job don't they? Turning up in a stranger's bedroom before they are dressed (after all isn't the whole point to have breakfast in bed? No fun if you have to get dressed first). It's the most intimate of places. Still I overlooked my blushes for hot porridge and poached eggs and freshly toasted bread with marmalade.


Some thing about those sheets, those nurses corners on the bed. That freshly plumped pillow that is just calling your name. That deeply filled, steaming bubble bath. A slice of heaven for a housewife like me.


 Of course it helped that the hotel looked like this...


And as for husbands - or my husband to be precise - I quite like him, he was the perfect person to share a hotel room with...

Time for some things of beauty...

posted on: Sunday, 14 February 2010

Feeling marginally better...these might help me recover...

New Spring season from Toast - the 'damini' dress is on my wish list...

More chair love - this is an Arne Jacobsen egg chair, in Copenhagen's Royal Blu Hotel lobby...


Beautiful hematite and diamond cocktail ring from Astley Clarke...



Daffodils - a sure sign of Spring coming - when will they arrive?



More of my favourite adirondack chairs...





Raquel Zimmerman...up close...


The very desirable Mulberry 'Alexa' bag...


Our room with a view in The Farmhouse in Morzine...



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