am far from cultured and am scared to purport to be. but was at our usual hole in the wall japanese one night when the proprietor who's since become a friend rather conspiratorially asked if we'd like to go to the frieze. capable of feigning a vague interest in art sale, jumped at the chance because they were the good tickets and i'm a cheap date that way. wasn't disappointed, but ended up enjoying people watching more than the actual art because the crowd was so hip they hurt, all artsy types dressed to the nines and making fashion statements left right and centre, if you get what i mean.
am also a big fan of petersham nurseries and they'd a pop up so after a quick recce round the exhibition, we settled down at the cafe and drank till dinner time. more degenerate than classy! funny story there - dear friend we were meeting for brunch the next day happened to be at the frieze on a partially-successful second date so it was handy being nearby as her get-outta-jail excuse, albeit one she didn't need to deploy.
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