I could qualify for a free meat thermometer if I patronized this pricey, well-known butcher shop. Again, even rich people like free stuff.
While my driver could take the Bentley.
This is my neighborhood shoestore.
Either of these Loewe bags would do. Oh, hell, I live in Mayfair, so I own them BOTH.
This is the entry to my Mayfair flat.
And when you visit us, you can stay at our neighborhood hotel, the Connaught.
Magazine fashion shoots are always done on my street.
Ah, a girl can dream, right?
Note to Anglophiles: We’re flying home this afternoon, but that doesn’t mean the end of London posts–have quite a few more sights and sounds to share in coming weeks. Enjoy!