No. 01 · The Selection · age 24
Angelika, one canvas at a time
One canvas, ten minutes, and a verdict she will defend all the way to dinner.
Available today Seven o'clock starts, Bond Street on foot
- Age
- 24
- Height
- 172 cm · 5 ft 8 in
- Hair
- Long, straight black
- Eyes
- Brown
- Figure
- Athletic
- Languages
- English
- Home district
- Mayfair
Profile updated September 2026 · portraits checked in person
Behind the glass
Ask Angelika which picture in a room she would carry home, and the answer lands before you have finished asking. That speed is typical of her. She stands 172 cm, athletic, with the easy shoulders of a tennis player; her hair is black, long and without a single wave, and her brown eyes settle on the detail everybody else walked past. Her wardrobe is plain on purpose: a dark tailored dress, flat shoes for the pavement, a heel folded into her bag for later. Nothing she wears competes with her.
Confidence is the headline and playfulness the small print. She will tease you about your tie, then ask something genuine about your week and listen to every word of the reply. Mid twenties, English speaking and rarely short of a view, she plays tennis before breakfast whenever a court is free and keeps a running list of contemporary artists she thinks London has not noticed yet. Put her in a late bar with a piano and a double bass, though, and she goes completely quiet.
Her afternoon in this part of W1 starts on New Bond Street, where the viewing rooms at Sotheby's open to anyone in the days before a big contemporary sale. She walks the walls briskly, stops at one canvas for ten full minutes, and explains exactly why. Then a short stroll along Brook Street as the shop lights come up, a drink somewhere with low lamps, and dinner wherever you hold a table. By seven she has usually chosen the music for the rest of the night.
She lives in Mayfair, so Bond Street is a five minute walk for her rather than a journey, and evenings open from seven. Put the date and your hotel into a message via booking, and a plain yes or no comes back before your coffee has cooled.
Angelika's ladder
Whole pounds for whole hours, and the figure shown is the figure paid. Travel inside Zones 1 and 2 comes included; every term sits on the rates page.
| Length | Fee | Good for | Message |
|---|---|---|---|
| One hour60 min | £250 | A drink in the bar or an hour of talk upstairs | Ask |
| Ninety minutes90 min | £400 | Unhurried, with time for a second glass | Ask |
| Two hours2 hrs | £500 | Dinner nearby and the stroll back to your hotel | Ask |
| Three hours3 hrs | £700 | A show and a late supper, or a long night in | Ask |
| Dinner date4 hrs | £900 | Four hours built around a proper table | Ask |
| Overnight10 hrs | £1,800 | Ten hours, late evening through to breakfast | Ask |
| WeekendFri to Sun | On request | Priced around your plans by the desk | Ask |
Message ready
Fill the brackets, press send, and keep the room number back until the booking is confirmed.
Hello, I would like to book Angelika on [date] at [time] for [duration]. I am staying at [hotel name], and will share the room number on confirmation.
Angelika after dark
The plan is simple and she keeps to it. Half past five on New Bond Street, one unhurried pass through the viewing rooms, and a single verdict on the best picture in the building, delivered with total certainty. Disagree and she enjoys herself more. From there it is ten minutes on foot to a hotel bar with low lamps, where she orders something short and asks what you would buy if money were no object whatsoever.
Dinner can be anywhere with a proper table. Afterwards, if live music is playing within a short walk, she will find it and sit near the bass player rather than the singer. She is good company in silence, which is rarer than it sounds. When the evening ends she says so plainly, thanks you properly, and is gone in a black cab before the doorman has finished lifting his hand.
Angelika, asked
Auction rooms, every time. Everything on the walls is for sale, so everyone in the room has an opinion, and the opinions are louder than the paintings. Galleries are politer and much less fun.
Three mornings a week when the courts are free. I play to win, I keep score honestly, and I buy the coffee if I lose, which is not often.
Comfort first. I notice shoes before labels, and a well kept pair says more about a man than any watch on his wrist.
What guests wrote
This pane has no guest notes yet. They go up after genuine bookings only, once the desk has checked them; each carries a first name and when it was written, nothing explicit, and Angelika can ask for any of them to come off the glass.
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