No. 09 · The Selection · age 28
Liana and twelve thousand roses
Rose beds at dusk, steak without a menu, and silences that never feel awkward.
Available today Calm weeknight walks, arranged the day before
- Age
- 28
- Height
- 167 cm · 5 ft 6 in
- Hair
- Long, straight chestnut brown
- Eyes
- Brown
- Figure
- Slim
- Languages
- English
- Home district
- Marylebone
Profile updated September 2026 · portraits checked in person
Behind the glass
In high summer there are around twelve thousand roses in Queen Mary's Gardens, and Liana has an opinion about a surprising number of them. She lives a short walk away in Marylebone and passes through most mornings. Chestnut brown and perfectly straight, her hair falls well below her shoulders; she is slim, 167 cm, and her brown eyes are kind before they are anything else. Her clothes are soft and carefully chosen: a silk blouse, a long skirt, a trench coat over the top.
Gentle describes her, though not completely. She is intuitive in a way that can feel uncanny, hearing the thing you left unsaid and answering that instead. In her late twenties, she speaks a quiet English and reads French novels in translation, the short ones she can finish on a Sunday, one chapter at a time. Pilates keeps her posture straight. A small balcony garden keeps her patient.
Her evening in this corner of London is simple and very good. An early stroll through the rose beds inside the Inner Circle of Regent's Park while the light turns to gold, then south down Marylebone High Street to Le Relais de Venise on Marylebone Lane, where there is no menu, only steak, a green salad and a queue she never minds. She talks less than most people and listens more, and the silences are easy ones.
Home is Marylebone and her favourite walk ends in Regent's Park, so she is seldom more than fifteen minutes from a W1 hotel. Quiet weeknights suit her best, ideally with a day's notice, and a note through booking reaches her the same evening.
Liana'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
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Hello, I would like to book Liana on [date] at [time] for [duration]. I am staying at [hotel name], and will share the room number on confirmation.
Liana after dark
Half past six at the Chester Road gate, and she has already walked the long way round to get there. The rose beds are sliding into their autumn colours but still generous, and she knows exactly where the scent is strongest. You walk slowly. She asks about the book you are reading, and if you are not reading one, she recommends a slim novel you could finish before your train leaves.
Dinner at Le Relais de Venise is a lesson in simplicity: no decisions, a second helping of steak arriving just when you thought you had finished, and a glass of red she picks in seconds. The room is loud, so she sits close enough to hear you properly. Afterwards the High Street is hushed and its windows are dark. She walks you back to your hotel at an unhurried pace and says goodnight as though she means it.
Liana, asked
The pale apricot ones near the fountain. They look tired by August and keep flowering anyway, right into October. I admire that in a plant and in a person.
Because choosing is tiring after a long day, and the steak is always right. It leaves more room for the conversation, which is the part I came for.
Herbs, two pots of lavender and a fig tree that has never produced a single fig. I keep hoping.
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 Liana can ask for any of them to come off the glass.
- 5 min readDinner in Marylebone village, ten steps north of the West EndMarylebone Lane still follows the bends of a buried river. The village kitchens along it and up the High Street, how to choose one for a date, and how the evening is timed.
- 5 min readDurrants and the old Marylebone manner, from the panelled bar to breakfastWood panels, deep armchairs and porters who remember a name. The Georgian hotel behind the Wallace Collection, how its manners shape an evening, and who to invite along.
