
The SalonGuests 18+
Lea, companion in Belgravia
A quiet voice, a small upstairs room, and three unhurried hours.
Diary open, belgravia and sw1, most evenings
- Age
- 23
- Works from
- Belgravia
- Height
- 161 cm
- Hair
- long, wavy auburn
- Eyes
- hazel
- Figure
- petite
- Languages
- English
- An hour opens at
- £250
She sets the limits of her own arrangement before it begins, and a fee is for her time and her companionship only. The whole ladder is on the rates page, and the rest of the circle is in The Salon.
The frames
04 frames, hers alone
Glamour and lifestyle photography, faces softened, no nudity. Any frame enlarges when you choose it. What a softened frame holds back is met at the door, on the evening itself.
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About Lea
Auburn hair is difficult to wear well and Lea does it without apparent effort. She is 161 cm and petite, and the long waves are the deep red brown that only looks accidental. Her eyes are hazel and she uses them sparingly. She dresses in soft, well cut things, a fine knit and a long coat rather than anything structured, and she is the only woman here who genuinely prefers a low heel after dark. The overall impression is of somebody who dressed early and then forgot about it.
She is gentle in the first hour and considerably sharper in the second. Her English, the one language she has, is pitched low, so people lean in, which she has certainly noticed. Her humour is observational and slightly wicked, delivered without changing expression. She is interested in houses and the people who lived in them, and she will tell you who owned which corner of her street two hundred years ago as though it were gossip, because to her it is.
Belgravia is her own square mile and she rarely leaves it for an evening. Her table is at The Thomas Cubitt on Elizabeth Street, upstairs where the room is small and the noise stays downstairs, and she orders the same thing often enough that they stopped asking. Afterwards she walks the terraces towards Chester Square, pointing out the doors she likes, and she will stop at the top of Elizabeth Street to see whether the florist has left anything out.
She is listed among the women who keep Belgravia, and what a length involves is explained at rates. A short note to booking carrying the date is all Delphine asks for.
- 161 cm, petite, auburn waves worn long
- Hazel eyes; a quiet voice that makes people lean in
- Twenty three; English, observational and slightly wicked
- Belgravia based, rarely leaves it after dark
- Small upstairs rooms, long dinners, terraces afterwards
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Arranging her evening
Lea keeps to her own streets, so evenings in Belgravia and the edge of SW1 are arranged fastest. Delphine takes the date and the address and confirms once, without further messages.
Her figures are the house figures, set out in full on the rates page, and the whole arrangement runs in one written exchange from the first line to the confirmation.
Also on the diary
Near Lea this week

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An evening with Lea
The upstairs room is the point. Lea asks for it every time, because the noise from the bar stays where it belongs and a conversation can run for three hours without anybody raising their voice. She is quiet at first and asks almost nothing, which some people find unnerving and most people find restful.
By the second hour she has warmed up and the observations start arriving, delivered flat and entirely straight faced. She is very funny about her neighbours and very discreet about everybody else. Afterwards she likes Chester Square in the dark, where the houses are lit and the gardens are locked, and she will walk it slowly and name the doors she covets. What comes after that is your decision, taken without any pressure from her.
Before you write
Lea, in her own words
Why do you never leave Belgravia?
Because I have walked every street of it at two in the morning and I still find doors I have not looked at properly. That seems like enough for one lifetime.
Do you order the same thing every time?
Always. I have tried the rest of the menu and I was right the first time, which is a rare and satisfying thing.
What makes an evening go well?
A small room and somebody who does not look at the door when it opens. Everything else can be worked out as you go.
Filed in the presentations
Where Lea sits
Remarks
What guests have written
Nothing is written here for Lea yet, which in a house this size is usually what discretion looks like. A remark is put up after a guest has offered one, she has agreed to it in writing, and Delphine has satisfied herself that it carries a first name, a month and no private detail of any kind.






