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Raven hair, and the one address each companion gives the driver
Six companions in The Selection have black hair, and all six wear it long. Violetta, the tallest at 178 cm, keeps hers sleek; Roxi sweeps hers to one side and adds gold hoops. The other four fall somewhere between those two, in manner as much as in height. What really separates them is where they want to be once the evening gets going.
Each has a favourite address, the one she would give a black cab without checking her phone. Six of them follow, with a line on what happens once you are out of the car.
Raven haired, lit
6 women in the windows fit this description, going by the facts on their profiles. Each pane leads to the full picture.
New Bond Street, please: Angelika
Before a big contemporary sale, the viewing rooms at Sotheby's are open to anyone, and Angelika crosses them at speed until a single canvas holds her for ten minutes. Brook Street follows as the shop lights come up, then a drink under low lamps. She plays tennis most mornings and starts her evenings at seven.
Regent Street Cinema, please: Danielle
Danielle takes two seats near the middle of the old picture house a few minutes south of Oxford Circus, settles in well before the lights dim and wants nothing until the credits. Then one quiet drink and a thorough debate about the ending. Curvy, brown eyed, fond of poetry and museums, she is in her late twenties.
Wigmore Hall, please: Karolina
Karolina knows which rows of the recital room sound best and stays silent for as long as the music plays. Afterwards she walks you up Portland Place to see All Souls against the night and explains what Nash was thinking, which is more interesting than it sounds. Give her a few days' warning on concert nights so the tickets can be secured.
Chiltern Firehouse, please: Milena
Milena answers in one word, and it is never maybe. At the old fire station near Baker Street she sits in the courtyard when the weather is warm and at the bar when it is not, and the staff seem to find their posture improving. She wears a sharp black suit very well and takes dinner bookings or the whole night.
Kingly Court, please: Roxi
Roxi heads for the three storey courtyard behind Carnaby Street, under its strings of lights, and eats one plate in each of three kitchens, picking them by which tables are laughing loudest. A bar with room to dance comes next. Boxing classes, podcasts and Cornish surf keep her restless in the nicest way.
Foyles, Charing Cross Road, please: Violetta
Violetta climbs to the fiction section, asks three questions and puts a novel in your hands. Coffee in the café, then a slow walk west from Tottenham Court Road. She reads the last page of every book first, swims forty lengths when she can and usually says the funniest thing in the room without raising her voice.
When the address matters more than the shade
Six addresses, one ladder: £250 for the hour, £700 for three, £900 for a dinner of four. Angelika and Milena are often asked for as a composed plus-one at a work table, and client dinners and launches explains that format. For deeper colouring still, the brunettes window runs as far as near black, while auburn and red holds the rarest shades on the street. Angelika, Karolina, Milena and Violetta also stand among the statuesque.
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Point to a pane on this page, or describe the look and let the desk suggest a name.