Friday, 24 October 2014

At the moment I have nothing to say of any relevance, or that is politically correct. On the contrary I feel like shutting my mouth and saying nought. The saying goes "When in doubt say nought" This sums up my feelings this week.

Grayson Perry
Frieze came and went and I fell in love with several pieces which until my house is sold, I can forget. I will need a further five thousand feet in order to place all my artwork, as the storage bills are mounting.  I adore collecting art. Frieze Masters was where my heart was and I had to escape and walk the length and breadth of Regents Park in order not to collect one more thing. The art world followed the Film World and I went to the last night of the London Film Festival, starring Brad Pitt in Fury. Definitely a boys film.


Luckily The National Portrait Gallery was at hand and I could enjoy Grayson Perry's new show "Who are you?" without putting my hand into my pocket. I totally fell in love with his images of real life stories in modern England. The mixed race, same sex marriage, with an adopted girl. The white girl who wants to become a Muslim.  The migrants, the religions.Using China, writing and tapestries, he has created lasting images of what Great Britain has become,  all neatly wrapped up in the safety of one large tapestry note. He questioned our need for the crass, showing people to be materialistic liars, yet he does it with humour and lashings colour. He is the genius in the art world of today. He is thought provoking, and I am happy to own a tiny mug he created when he first started. Yes I am his biggest fan. His art hung against the normality of other portraiture from another time which included interesting pieces and a fine example of Her Majesty The Queen. I met Grayson when I photographed him for my book, British Artists at Work which I created with Assouline and Franca Sozzani at Italian Vogue. His enjoyment of being a cross dresser is an art form in itself.


In the Sainsbury Wing, Rembrandt, The Late Works. The master of The Selfie,the lover of light and religion equally kept me thinking, Examining himself in different way. I could have spent all day in this wonderful Gallery. I ended up with the Tudors, the engineers, the war mongers and religious new order, A rainy day turned into one of the best days this year. He is not flattering and he doesn't care what people think. He is interested in thought obviously.


I arrived back home to find a dreary comment in one of the papers that I have said that it is tricky to find a house under ten million in Central London. Indeed?. What I meant was that the cost of a house in  the London property market increased at a tremendous rate. There is little to buy in central London under 10 million, if the journalists bothered to ask me, I would give them the data that I have collected of both sold and for sale houses. They tried to make a joke of something that is serious. They just have not done their due diligence, because if they had they would see I was right. Incidentally my house is not pink, I just have a pink sofa or two, it is white. Having had three offers in one month, I think, Grayson and I correct in thinking that there is huge amount of  migrants, both rich and poor.  The first street I bought in was Battersea, the house cost 28,000 pounds, it is now 3.5 million-12million. In Barnes and Richmond houses are between 2.5 million and 12 million. Central London, Chester Square is now 15 to 25 million and Cheyne Walk too. I think Grayson's work fits in with this entirely as does the words  of the band "The Last Internationale" reminding me of Patty Smith in her youth. Young vibrant and full of hopeful ideas which will soon change with their brand new shoes.
Of course there are smaller places as well, I am looking for a 4 bedroom house for my children and I.

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Saturday, 11 October 2014

What a violent and insane world we are all living in today?.
Terrorists and impatient young men all attracted by fearsome groups driven by lunacy. Chopping off five peoples heads are more of a challenge to watch than the risk of Ebola currently eating up the world, where to date about 3,000 people have lost their lives, less than war but so tragic.
Around this genocide, Fashion week kicked off in Paris, where, the collection that stood out was accompanied by Marc Quinn's Orchids,  Alexander McQueen with Sarah Burton at the helm is standing tall. Also Yohji Yamamota showed distressed imaginative clothing, a wedding dress falling apart.
ANSELM KIEFER installation with me on my blackberry

Then Tracey Emin's show opened "The last big adventure" I hope it is not her last adventure. Drawings of her in the nude legs spread still erotic and shocking. Famous, winning an OBE, Tracey has become establishment with parties at Annabel's yet she retains her edge.  I was rather optimistic this week and assumed I could make her show and the British Film Institute's dinner all in one night.  Sponsored by IWC the watch company it was a very glamorous event. Mick Jagger, Christoph Waltz  and Emily Blunt were all there to support this charity to save film.  I spent a fun twenty minutes under a dining room table laughing with Tim Noble.
For further culture I entered the Anselm Kiefer's brilliant exhibition at The Royal Academy,  which tells us all about the circle of life, war, nature, dark, light, love and sex reminding us to be careful with all this violence.
Then I went to the Book of Mormon, the only thing interesting about the Mormon's is the sexiness of Donny Osmond.

What a diverse planet we live in?.

Young Chinese students  were fighting for their quality of life, and so on.
I walk in sunshine and except of Aljazeera live from Doha in my bedroom, I am in a pensive mood. I feel quiet. Yet The Vortex's lights are about to go up in Los Angeles starring Craig Bobby Young and I will have to come out of my happy dreamworld soon.
Child abuse is on the rise in Japan I listen. I watch police finding a girl dead and buried. What sort of world are we living in?
Is taking a selfie wrong at the Hajj?
Is UKIP terrifying or truly terrifyingly honest?
Or are they our future "truth?"



Saturday, 27 September 2014

The Vortex is in my opinion the best play that Noel Coward wrote. He wrote it at the tender age of 24, and he wrote it for himself. At the time the play was shocking and about taboo subjects, drug addiction, sex addictions and the controversial story of a young homosexual at the time when it was illegal. It seriously touches me every time I see it. Many years ago I saw Rupert Everett in the Garrick Theatre in the late 1980's star in it.  Latterly I was fortunate  enough to see a brilliant performance of the play, in a small theatre in Malibu starring Craig Bobby Young.
I loved producing, directing both my play and film, The gun the cake and the butterfly, I was learning, I did this for myself.
This time though I wish to support Coward. I have loved Noel Coward since I was a child. His funny lines always amuse me, and at the same time I learnt so much from his intuition. I played the part of Ruth in Blithe Spirit at my drama school, ALRA around the same time. The story of a woman haunted by the ex wife. All Coward's play deal with  human foibles with witty dialogue with sometimes tragic consequences.

I feel Hollywood would totally understand this poignant play, and the production is as near perfect as you can get.


Having seen the production starring Craig Bobby Young, directed by Gene Franklin Smith, I wished to be a producer along with Vespa Collaborative and bring it to The Matrix Theatre, in Melrose Avenue. (equivalent to the Donmar Theatre, London).

I am looking forward to the next few weeks.



Tuesday, 23 September 2014

Before selling your house perhaps you should check the price per square footage. I got an offer this week through my ex agents for the full asking price. I was over the moon. I was skipping down the street. I soon calmed down when I realised that round the corner, in Old Church Street, a house was on the market for six hundred pounds a square foot more than mine, and it was in front of a council estate. My neighbour with 3.5 thousand sq feet, more than mine, put his house on the market for a cool 25 million. I was quickly told by my agents that I should be quiet and just accept their offer. Not wanting to offend them but furious I quietly looked up all the prices of the houses and went round them all in a week. I was dumbfounded by the erratic square footage prices. My gorgeous house, with beautiful sunshine, overlooking the Thames looked a steal. I would rather not sell than undersell. Be careful of wide boy agents who say they have your best interest at heart . I was told "I have not managed to sell anything for six months, and you are turning down the offer?" . I was also informed that it is easier to sell a 25 million pound house than any house between 5-15 million. Well quite frankly if I  have to move to Richmond, I would rather do it next year, and not this,  as houses are fetching 1.7 per sq ft there, and busy and noisy South Kensington runs at 3.3 a square foot and other houses in Cheyne are getting 3.6 a square foot, a house in Wimbledon going for 7 million. My beautiful house with the best views in London achieved 2.2 a square foot. I sniffed shit, and it was not dog shit but bullshit.  I have now taken my house off the market to get some serenity into my life. There is little serenity nowadays, the Estate Agents,  sound like car sales men, and act for their purchasers and not their clients. Where have all the Sloane Rangers with impeccable manners, gone? I suggest you go to smaller agents, instead of the wide boys from the large agents owned by banks.


On another note I adore Raign, having just watched her wonderful video. So pleased she is on Xfactor. What is wrong with people, is she just too good to be on it? Why is Cheryl upset? I am X factors hugest fan. I always nag my son(who is singing here Lisa Zane) Charles, who is at the Royal Welsh College and left Mannes College of Music in New York two years ago,  to have a go on it. He looks rather superior when I say I love it, but there is something exciting about checking out the talent. I enjoy the fact that there are so many different people on it. It can surely do no harm, unless you wish to sing at the Royal Opera House and are deeply into classical music as per my son, why not give it a go. Admit it we all watch the last few episodes and get excited. I adored Prince Poppycock, on America's got talent. It is a also a short cut if you are attempting to get into music school or drama school which requires serious hard work, with hundreds of auditions as I found out. That is not to say you cannot be a success. Of course you can with both schools, Xfactor and without either. However to be professional you have to put in the hours. I wish Raign lots of success, give her a chance.
I shall now enjoy the next episode. Fight the good fight with all your might Raign, and Raign on. The answer is a person must learn in an atmosphere that they feel happiest in. Reminds me of half Patti Smith crossed with  Cher. I just wanted her to wear braces and white shirt. This is a future genius for a change and the judges can't see it. Tell her to come to me and I will dress her. Hells bells she is a drag queen, rock star, goth, Patti Smith look a like with talent spilling out of her. I give her a word of advice, take off the dresses and create new style.


Thursday, 18 September 2014

AMANDA AND SNOWDEN PREPARING FOR LUNCH AT COACH ON BOND STREET

Today I had a great invitation from Alice Naylor Leyland and Tamara Beckwith. When they invite I tend to jump to attention because they give the best parties.
I loved Coaches handbags in bright contemporary colours, I tried them all on, and they all looked good.
Interesting women were invited too. So if you wish an new handbag in the latest raciest styles try
Coach.





Wednesday, 17 September 2014

THE WELCOMING FACE OF YULIA 


As we all know there is a new concept in hairdressing and that is the inexpensive "blow dry bar" which is quickly becoming the most fashionable place to be. Snowden and Yulia are definitely the most interesting hairdressers in the vicinity.  For a reasonable sum you can come out of the home  of Duck and Dry looking totally ravishing. This morning I was transformed. There are several hair styles to choose from and what is different is that
you will be treated by one of the stylists who have come straight from an advertising shoot or the pages of Vogue. Snowden is up to the minute.
Cheerful and efficient it is open between 7.30am - 7.30pm. 
The Kings Road is alive between the Saatchi Gallery and Duck and Dry, an interesting walk. You pass The Blue Bird Cafe, Sandersons Book Shop,
Booking your appointment is advisable as although you can walk in, it can be seriously full.
I am met with a coffee, a computer, the latest magazines and delicious cakes as I enter through the door, plenty of gossip too. It is a happy place.
FOR APPOINTMENTS 
0203 4899370


A GLORIOUS TRIO AT DUCK AND DRY
Happy Faces.

SNOWDEN HILL




I have always been pro Dame Vivienne Westwood, her clothes, her intelligence and most of all her love of the London Symphony Orchestra. This week I went to her shop to try on and possibly buy this Winters Collection, a red jacket with a black heart, and a pair of knickerbockers.  This week however, her thoughtless comments have proved all the haters right, and I have now closed my purse firmly. Indeed I went shopping with my eldest last week to get her eco friendly shoes made out of recycled plastic. My ex husband supported her over her views of conservation. I have always been a fan.
However, how can she hate England? Has she seriously thought about this, were they just unthought out stupidities from a supposedly clever woman? She may not like its politics at the moment, but everything changes, as David Cameron continually reminds us.  That in turn of course will change. She has benefitted greatly from us as a nation and been honoured too. A little loyalty is more attractive than the venom that raged from her mouth.  My word of advice is "The door is open" you can leave, and leave behind the trophies too. Is the Dame aware that the only thing that Scotland has to sell is oil and whisky, of course we like both, but for the decidedly green queen of fashion, it is certainly not eco friendly.

Let's face it, it is a privilege to be British, to have in our hands our smart red and gold passports, that allow us almost universal freedom. If it was not so shiny we would not have the world wanting to be here. Other than New York City there is no place more interesting on this earth. I know, I have tried living in other Cities. We have been ruled collectively since 1603 and a union since 1707. How we will do apart is anybodies guess.


Great Britain is a country that allows almost total freedom, and encourages both high and low culture. It has great tolerance, humour, beauty and a good education system, when you put it against the rest of the world. It has wonderful theatre, politics where you can voice your thoughts freely, universities, museums, and a population that are brave enough to go into countries and help others, despite criticism.  The hateful chattering classes should think twice it could be a so much worse. What other country considering its size would go and help those in need?
I love Scotland, I have always loved their frugal ways, but if they wish to leave, it will be a great pity for us as a nation.  Her Majesty the Queen is a lover of the country, and so am I. I love my Irish and Welsh friends too.

If there is a lack of communication and misunderstanding you won't  have our head chopped off here, we go in for vocal fights. So please re think what is said and what is happening and vote NO. 

Sunday, 14 September 2014

EMILIA WICKSTEAD clean pure flattering lines
We are at war, that is for sure, and the fashion world from New York to London are combatting this feeling with  'love and peace' using scattered flowers.  It reminds me of a thrift shop ready for the festival party life of 2015.  Anything to get our minds off  the guns, the men in black, the disease, faraway in the Middle East. The fashion world is closing its eyes to the misery and is getting relief from the trivial, the boho chic, the thrift shops, the flower power peace mobs. It is luckily split, clean lines are there thank goodness, as I am a punk nun.  Only a few designers can be turned into that. I love the new designs of Emilia Wickstead, David Koma, Amanda Wakeley, Alexander Wang, Temperley and the new look of Mary Katranzou. These are the designers I personally prefer.
I never liked boho, when I was seven my mother dressed me as a hippy for a party, I was furious I wanted to be a nurse. She put me screaming and shouting in brown bell bottoms, a flower power shirt, and bought a huge oversized sun flower. I was furious.  For all the young girls out there, I promise you that your grandmother has all the kit, the hot pants, the long flowing jackets with flowers, the ethnic tops in the back of her wardrobe. You will get the look without spending a dime.

MARY KATRANZOU's new look, gone are the all over patterns.

ANNA SUI
Alice Temperley
Clean clean wearable lines of David Koma

House of Holland
Marchesa the ethereal bride.
Clearn lines of Alexander Wang





Monday, 8 September 2014

As the historic Venice film festival elegantly closes, Here is the list of films that I liked best, that left me thinking.  I feel I am lucky to have had the access to the film world, this Summer. After 23 films I feel I have got to grips with the artier side of film making.
I have hardly ever been bored or felt I wanted to leave, on the contrary. The films might not be top winners at the box office in New York, but they all left me in deep thought.

1. Good Kill by Andrew Niccol.
My favourite for many reasons, most of all was because it was topical. It did not win,  but for me there are moments when I saw the chilling reality of our future. War from the inside of a bunker, killing people through a television screen.
First of all, on a very basic level, it showed the ordinary life of Military Bases, near Las Vegas, the desperation of the military men,the boredom of their normal lives, against the poverty of Middle East.  The women in the Middle East were shown covered from head to toe, going about their daily lives, collecting wood, cooking, washing and then men meeting each other. What moved me was the violence and sympathy you could feel for the characters there, the poor woman being violently raped and the army able to witness but only able to help in secret. Ethan Hawke, January Jones, Zoe Kravitz.
2. Hungry Hearts by Saverio Costanzo
An ordinary romance so we think that starts in the loo, and ends with,well that would give the game away. A simplistic story which we follow and then realise that the heroine is going mad,  and is leaving a baby hungry because of her obsession with food, and a mother in law, crazy enough to give her life over to keep a baby..
Joshua Oppenheimer

3. The Pigeon sat on a branch reflecting on existence by Roy Andersson.
An artistic series of cameos, and a  film that won twice. A Cavalier and his men go into a pub and demand the women are told to leave and the man is thrashed. Absurd, meaning nothing and yet everything. Beautifully shot and edited.
4. The Look of Silence by Joshua Oppenheimer
A continuation of what he did before, not as poignant, but it leaves you with images not easily forgotten..
5. Birdman by Alejandro G. Inarritu
Perfect performances of a man that has been split into two characters. I feel it should have been included in the final line up. Opening night,
There were so many more, She is funny that way by Peter Bogdanovich, The Humbling of Barry Levinson and so on. I loved the Cut, Theeb, Words with Gods. So many clever films.
No commercial block busters, Venice is anything but commercial, and the judges were very intellectual.
Hungry Hearts.
With talk that Hollywood did not get prizes in Venice, I think they did, but Venice is where an intimate touching story can do well.

Sunday, 31 August 2014

Alexander Mcqueen with gold Alexander Wang glasses.
Mui Mui white Summer Dress with Alexander Wang Summer Glasses.


Saint Laurent top with a Balmain skirt, necklace from the Amanjena,
As you all know I am The Fashion Editor for Genlux Magazine. Like every woman, I have to think about what to wear? Actually I hate thinking about clothes, and tend to buy all the same dresses, I usually get teased for this. However, my body does not change so the same clothing suit me. I think mostly about what creases, what looks good all day and can look good into the night.
It was suggested that I should take photographs of my looks for Venice so despite being well documented I shall put them into this blog.
I have been so far to 9 films, roughly three a day. I am quite overwhelmed with tiredness. The concentration to watch a film properly is taxing. Like reading a book without skimming sentences.
Anyway I needed clothes for 6 hour stints in the theatre that did not crease and it was boiling hot. The audience look tired and hot, except the few that turn up just to be photographed, the clothes look worn out.
The following ensembles stood up to the test of heat mixed with seat, and looked great at the end.
The best was a Balmain skirt with no creased in it at all. It lasted from 2.00pm until midnight and looked immaculate.

Victoria Beckham Dress  

LAMANIA dress and a Chloe Bag with a gold chain.
Roland Mouret top with a Roland Mouret skirt, Alexander Wang Glasses and my Lanvin Belt with boys who thought I was a Hollywood star.



Saturday, 30 August 2014

Friday, 29 August 2014

The reason why I love the Venice Film Festival above all other festivals, is that it is seriously glamorous, it still has a 1950's - 1970's appeal, when Fellini and Visconti were still in their prime. High art and cinematic splendour make this place special. With over twenty films in competition the stakes are high, there are also many films not in competition too. I was lucky enough to be invited by the elegant and clever Marina Cicogna, loving the red carpet as I do, I thought I would enjoy the whirlwind, and armed with my favourite evening dress from Lamania, it was a must.
This year the panel of judges are interesting too. There is a French feel to the Festival. with sponsorship from Renault and French composer, Alexandre Desplat, heading the jury with his charm. Of course last year Masarati made a splash here, so with Renault there is a different more real and business like feel to the Film Festival.
Venice is a place you meet wonderful people in lifts and gondolas. It is magical. Today I was fortunate to talk to a new talent in film making called Alice Rohrwacher who you may know made Heavenly Bodies. She is President of the Jury finding the best next new comer. I have a lot to be thankful for my friendship with The Italian People and for the support they gave my film, The gun the cake and the butterfly, last year. The Ischia Film International Festival and the NYCIFF, headed by Pascal Vicedomini and Roberto Rizzo.
I am staying at the Excelsior which is much more convenient for the films than the Cipriani, but less convenient if you wish to party and see Venice. I have not heard bells of a church or a sound of a motorboat once.
Here with Natalia Sousa, hairdresser to the stars who works at Snowden Hill's new salon Duck and Dry, I am made to look good evan in bed.
MARINA CICOGNA

There is a darker side to to Venice, it  is also a place where you have to watch your pockets, my computer was  annoyingly stolen out of trolley in the airport. One minute it was there and the next it was on an escalator to heaven knows where. The thief will have fun, hope he does not steal my next script.

Birdman opened the festival and was directed by Alejandro Gonsalez, who previously directed the award winning film Babel opened the First Night. The film was incredible, the drumming score, kept me alive along with the very realistic fights between Michael Keaton and Edward Norton. Michael's aggressive portrayal playing the part with his alter ego and the roughness between living his life as a superhero and failure, left the audience gasping. He was Birdman after all. With the wide eye stares of Emma Stone, he flys, literally.

AMANDA ELIASCH
I also watched a wonderful comedy about Charlie Chaplin's body stolen from Vevey in Switzerland. The price of fame directed by Xavier Beauvois, was fully supported by the Chaplins. The film was a light comedy accompanied by the thrills of a Michel Le Grand score, a lovely story about a pair of petty gangsters who need money desperately to support a family, and a wife who is sick with chronic arthritis and needs a hugely expensive operation to combat it. The petty thieves from Eastern Europe hold the body hostage, in a field while they make massive mistakes trying to get money. It is too long, but it is funny and at moments compelling.
NATALIA SOUZA wearing Emilia Wickstead and AMANDA ELIASCH wearing Victoria Beckham

Then I also had the luck to see a Chinese film  directed by Peter Ho San Chan called Dearest, about the kidnapping and abduction of children in China, which I truly thought would make a terrific television series and which ended just when I wanted to know what happened. Annoying as it was, it had so many stories going into it, and I just wanted to know if the children were safe.


Saturday, 23 August 2014

Thursday, 21 August 2014

It is good to do new things, evan for a day or two. I always have incredible moments of realisation. To go by train and see England's wonderful coastline is a first for me. I actually wish to take a boat round England if anyone could face it.
A SIGN A REAL RAINBOW
NEWCASTLE

I came to Edinburgh for the night to watch my friend Nancy Dell'ollio perform in her show, Rainbows from Diamonds. It is always tricky to perform in public. Television and film for me are much easier, and despite the fact I had extensive training, I would not wish to sit on the stage talking on my own for more than 4 minutes. Nancy was certainly brave.  Nancy had us all cheering. You could not but admire her. When some silly women laughed in the wrong place, she said to me afterwards, "At least they laughed" she evan said to them stridently "If you want to laugh in the wrong places, perhaps leave?".   She was right. Her fast performance may need more work, indeed it is her first show of this nature, but there is nothing more special than seeing people work on a play or indeed perform, it is easier to be critical, but in this case I just came to see my friend.  If you are a fan of Nancy's then watch her,  she has stage presence, her exotic looks, half Jewish half Italian swing into action in a white suit with black lapels, she is like nobody else on the planet as she takes you through her romances, her disappointments, her trials and tribulations, with her charismatic Italian accent.  Of course it needs adding to, I did a play three years ago and then a film, and I have made constant changes to it. It is never ending. But, you just can't help smiling in the right places, laughing and evan crying. Nancy has the ability to make you want to help her succeed, that is her pure clean energy.  I want to say one more thing "Happy Birthday, you did it."

As a friend she is supportive too, today after a gruelling week, as she came to my son, Charles Eliasch's, performance at St Mary's  Cathedral with Sofia Dimitrova, both from Mannes College of Music and Charles and Will Shaw, accompany them on the piano, are from The Royal Welsh College. They were all truly talented, I appreciated the hard work that these young opera singers put themselves through, totally mesmerising. Then Will's piano playing was excellent. Usually accompanists are just that. This time Will did a beautiful job.
GOGO NANCY

After a good nights sleep at the Prestonfield House, a stunning hotel with grounds that are perfect,, a delicious dinner last night, I am ready to get on the train again. I sadly did not a chance to see Lili La Scala perform. I am sure she will be there next year. Edinburgh has high standards and an educated audience, I was pleased to see so many people attending, and in church too.
Congratulations to you all

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

I would like to jump on a plane to rescue the Yazidis. I switch between CNN and Aljazeera News in a  frantic way to understand what is happening in real time, on the borders of Iraq and Syria. The rest of the Middle East too. The Islamic State (ISIS) threatening to kill them and chop off their heads and anybody else's,  if they don't immediately succumb to their medieval, ungodly ways, which by the way are not in the Koran. My feeling is this. If boys from Great Britain have joined the militants, they in turn should be not allowed back into England, the country that paid for their education and helped their families when they needed it, then indeed they must remain with their own.
It is confusing to say the least who is good in all these stories, The people in these poor countries are all surely aware that what is happening is a disaster. Actually whoever is in the wrong is probably having a great holiday in Ibiza or St Tropez right now. What a summer it has been between warring factions and,  the turmoil created by the weapons industry must stop. In the name of religion,  shocking war crimes are being committed.

HERO OF THE HOUR IVAN WATSON



Ivan Watson is reporting on the war torn country of Iraq on behalf of CNN, he has a major fan. ME. He has become the hero of the hour. He did a mini documentary on the plight of the Yasidees It was moving and extremely informative, and as I say I want to help the children.
If only they could bring the families here? As we take in about 500,000 immigrants a year surely there is room for a few Christians?

Oh back to beauty…

PLEASURE AT THE AMANJENA

I have just been  in Marrakech where the peaceful people of this country, are a mixture of  religions.   Delightful, amongst the palms of this Oasis. Life is as near heaven as you can get, superficially anyway. I stayed at the Amanjena, which after 15 years, has a magical appeal as it has grown into itself. I love the hammam, the large swimming pool, the beautiful rooms where you listen to the birds in the morning. Nature at its best. Then there is the madness of the medina, I have so many memories, the best was when I  visited a magic man who has since died with Belinda Carlisle. We had so much fun as we were hypnotised in believing he was so very attractive.



Back in London I had to dash off to Duck and Dry the new concept in hair dressing that everybody can look good, for reasonable prices. You can have your hair and make up done by anyone of the brilliant stylists on offer. Guaranteed to turn you into a Hollywood star. With Snowden Hill as the boss, I know Chelsea will look a whole lot prettier.

As for the blackberry,  I reckon the coolest people still love it.  I do, as do artists, Inesa-Barrington De La Roche. I love their work, humour and style. They have the IT factor. Anyway I like to write a letter and don't get pleasure from smilies.


My son says that the war in The Middle East is being helped and fed by Twitter users? Is this true?
Oh for goodness sake can we all have peace?
PEACE. I do not like wars with anybody.

Saturday, 16 August 2014

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