Yesterday morning we checked out the Tate Modern, and again, I'm loving this city. No. 1, entry was free, which meant the place was crawling with art students…very cool vibe. No. 2, some of the installations/exhibitions were seriously provocative, and had me once again realizing just how prude we are as a nation. I mean, if the Brits are out-sexing us, we really need to step up our game! I was just at MoMA a few weeks ago, and didn't hear anyone say "gross" or "who decided that was art?". I'm sure different arguments can be made as to why that was, but just an observation.
Then last night we had a fabulous dinner at the Landau at the Langham, and then hit the Maddox Club in Mayfair. Apparently an "it" spot, complete with snooty door policy and waif model types inside, but seriously fun! I'd tell you about the design, but I was somewhat distracted by napkin dancing and bongo players. (Hence, no photos from our journey.) But the manager tells me there about to change it up a bit and create a space where the chef and dj can "have a conversation". Stay tuned.
Amazingly enough I woke up this morning (that's not the amazing part) and it wasn't raining. It was actually beautiful out, and has stayed so all day long. I had a fabulous treat when I met Miles and Stirling Johnstone, our friends from GS Magazine, and Martin Hulbert from Fox Linton Associates for lunch at the recently renovated Athenaeum Hotel. Martin took us around on a tour, and I now not only want to live in London, but want Martin to design my home…once I'm filthy rich of course. Here's a sneak peek at some of the interior details:
A bedroom in the penthouse suite, which they call the rooftop suite. It has the best view in all of London, as far as I can tell, and that's including a ride I took the other day on the London Eye.