made the mistake of attempting to drive through the city the evening before the london marathon. it was complete mayhem with road closures and long lines of traffic. thankfully have since learnt to overestimate how long it takes to get around london because, really, nothing works when you want it to. so was still early for dinner at st. james' and swung by the best martini bar in the world. sinking into the plush chairs, admiring the fine oak paneling and painting made me feel instantly more elegant and refined (hey, one can dream!) and it was somewhere i wish i'd had more time to linger. am also not the most adept socially and do think i benefited from the liquid courage before meeting a huge group of crazy intelligent people for dinner. all the better to be less intimidated by, my dear.
edit: sorry just realise i've been terribly disorganised and the previous posts have been just photos. have gone over them and added a little blurb or two so do scroll down if you'd like to see!
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