Lea notices the lampshades first
Auburn, hazel eyed, forever straightening the table flowers when nobody is looking.
Available todayAfternoons and evenings; spontaneous plans welcome
- Age
- 23
- Height
- 161 cm · 5 ft 3 in
- Hair
- long, wavy auburn
- Eyes
- hazel
- Build
- petite
- Languages
- English
- Based
- Belgravia · SW1X · SW1W
On Lea
Lea's first question in any room concerns the room itself. Who chose that green? Why are the lamps so low? Were the chairs made for this space or rescued from another? Petite at 161 cm, auburn hair falling long in loose waves, hazel eyes that travel from cornice to curtain in a second, she dresses in warm, soft colours that flatter all of it: rust, cream, a bottle-green velvet once the evenings turn cold. Her jewellery is handmade and slightly irregular, which is precisely why she wears it.
Sweet, spontaneous and very hard to dislike. Early twenties. English with a light, amused lilt. Interior design is the passion, studied seriously, from paint charts to crumbling country houses. Ceramics is the Saturday hobby; she works a wheel in a shared studio near the river and gives nearly everything away. She can date a sash window at twenty paces and will, if encouraged. Theatre is the treat, ideally a new play in a small house, ideally with a drink at the interval and an argument after.
On Piccadilly she loves The Wolseley, the grand café that was once a motor showroom, for its high arches, black lacquer and the particular hum of the room when every table is taken. A late supper there after a play suits her perfectly, and part of it will be spent pointing at details in the ceiling you would never have thought to look up at.
Belgravia is her home and Piccadilly is her favourite stretch for an evening. From £600 an hour, with every longer option shown on rates. A request through booking and Octavia does the rest.
// Octavia's noteLea is spontaneous, and so are her best evenings. A play and a late supper fit neatly into three hours at £1,500; tell me the theatre and I will work backwards from curtain up.
Lea, by the hour
One ladder serves every introduction on Albemarle Privé. Her journey costs nothing inside fare Zones 1 and 2, and Lea receives the fee from you in person on arrival.
| Ref | Length | Fee | Suits | Request |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| R.01 | One hour60 min | £600 | An aperitif and a first conversation, nothing hurried. | Request |
| R.02 | Ninety minutes90 min | £900 | Room for a second glass and a proper exchange of views. | Request |
| R.03 | Two hours120 min | £1,100 | A short supper nearby, or a private view and a drink after. | Request |
| R.04 | Three hours180 min | £1,500 | Theatre and a late table, or dinner without a watch. | Request |
| R.05 | Dinner date4 hours | £1,800 | The reservation, every course, then the slow walk back. | Request |
| R.06 | Overnight10 hours | £3,000 | Dinner through to the morning coffee. A day of notice helps. | Request |
| R.07 | Weekend awayBy arrangement | from £6,000 | A city weekend or a journey, agreed as one sum in writing. | Request |
Journeys past Zone 2, airport hotels and cancellations: see Rates, terms T.01 to T.08.
As Lea keeps it
She would rather meet in the lobby than the bar, because a lobby tells you more about a hotel. Lea arrives smiling and a little breathless, full of something spotted on the way: a painted front door, a window display, a dachshund in a tweed coat. If there is a play, she has read about it, though not too much. At the interval she wants your prediction for the second half and is delighted when it proves wrong. Supper afterwards is late and cheerful. Set design, lighting, the one actor who carried the whole thing: she covers all of it and asks your view as though it matters to her, because it does. She leaves the table tidier than she found it, napkin folded, flowers straightened, evening complete.
Three questions for Lea
The lighting. Nearly every room is too bright. Three small lamps are kinder than one ceiling light, to the room and to everybody in it.
Hardly ever. Friends get the good ones. I kept a lopsided blue bowl with a thumbprint in the glaze, because the thumbprint was an accident and the best part.
Middle of the circle. You see the whole stage picture from there, and nobody can see you cry at the sad bits.
Notes on Lea
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- 5 min readThe caviar supper: late, small and extravagant on purposeNear midnight: one tin, one bottle, two spoons of mother of pearl. How to hold a caviar supper in a Mayfair or St James's suite, what the label on the tin tells you, and why smaller is better.
Lea, by arrangement
Send a date, an hour and a length. Octavia looks at Lea's diary before anything else and answers in writing, usually within minutes.