The Roster · Knightsbridge · SW1X
Margo in the white rooms of Mason's Yard
Dark hair, a calm gaze and the patience to give one painting twenty minutes.
Away until 21 September 2026Resting briefly; overnights resume after her return
- Age
- 31
- Height
- 166 cm · 5 ft 5 in
- Hair
- long, straight dark brown
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- slim
- Languages
- English
- Home district
- Knightsbridge · SW1X, SW7
The full set
Three photographs, all of Margo herself: glamour and lifestyle shots, some with the face softened, none with nudity. Tap any frame for the larger print. How we photograph.
Margo, in brief
Margo's earrings are older than most of the hotels she visits, and she wears them as though that were entirely ordinary. She is slim and 166 cm tall; the hair is a long, straight fall of dark brown, and the brown eyes always seem to be weighing something. Her style leans vintage and quietly luxurious: a bias-cut dress, old gold at the ears, a velvet evening bag that has plainly been loved for decades. Nothing she wears is new, and all of it is perfect.
Refined and calm, she has a stillness that makes people near her lower their voices a little. There is mystery in her too, and she is in no hurry to resolve it. Early thirties; her English is measured and cultivated. Contemporary art is the serious interest: galleries weekly, and a notebook of artists she believes in. The piano is her private discipline, practised every day, and a small walled garden of white flowers is where she does her thinking.
Her St James's evening begins at White Cube in Mason's Yard, the austere gallery tucked into a courtyard behind Duke Street. She stands before one work for a long while, then says something about it you will remember for years. She dislikes being rushed past a canvas, and she will not rush you either. Dinner afterwards is candlelit and in Mayfair, with a wine she has already chosen.
Margo lives in Knightsbridge and is resting until the 21st, when overnights reopen. Berkeley Square is where she meets guests most often; Cressida is holding requests for her return.
The hours, priced
The Society's figures apply to Margo as to everyone on the roster: stated in pounds, given to her yourself at the door, and with her journey inside Zones 1 and 2 already folded in.
| Hour | Length | Fee | Suits | Enquire |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| 19:00 | One hourThe introduction | £600 | Long enough for a glass at the bar and a proper conversation, and a gentle way to begin. | Enquire |
| 23:00 | Ninety minutesThe nightcap | £900 | The hour with room left over for a second glass and an unhurried goodbye. | Enquire |
| 21:00 | Two hoursThe long drink | £1,100 | An evening in, or an opening two streets away, without anyone glancing at a watch. | Enquire |
| 22:00 | Three hoursThe second act | £1,500 | Supper somewhere small, then the remainder of the evening at a pace you set together. | Enquire |
| 20:00 | Four hoursThe table for two | £1,800 | Shaped around a single good table, from the first course to the last car home. | Enquire |
| 00:00 | Ten hoursUntil morning | £3,000 | From the first glass of the evening to breakfast in the suite. Ask a day ahead where you can. | Enquire |
| Fri | Two nights or moreThe weekend away | from £6,000 | In London or further afield, with one figure for the whole stay once the dates are fixed. | Enquire |
Past Zone 2, airports and changes of plan: Rates
Margo, after dark
An evening with Margo moves slowly and on purpose. She meets you at the gallery, often already standing before the piece she wants you to see, and lets you look first before she says a word. Her remarks are brief, exact and generous. Then a walk through the lanes of St James's, past the old wine merchants and the hatter, to a table she has reserved in a quiet corner. She asks thoughtful questions and answers yours with care, revealing just enough to intrigue. Later, if the evening invites it, she may find a piano in a hotel lounge and play something short and melancholy. She never plays for applause. Cressida has never known her late. The night closes softly, the way her favourite music does.
Margo answers
Until you stop thinking about lunch. For most people that takes about four minutes, and then the picture begins to talk. The ones worth owning keep talking for years.
Satie, mostly. It forgives wrong notes and suits a rainy afternoon better than anything else I know.
They glow at dusk. A white garden is at its best exactly when everyone else has gone indoors, which suits me rather well.
Remarks in the book
The page is still blankNo remarks have been entered for Margo yet. When a guest writes something worth keeping, and she agrees, it appears here beneath the guest's first name, with the month set beside it. Nothing on this page is ever composed by the Society.
Entered only after Cressida has read them · signed with a first name and the month only · withdrawn whenever Margo asks
A line for Margo
Margo is already named. Fill in the brackets, send it, and Cressida answers every line in a single reply.
Good evening Cressida. May I book Margo for [length] on [date], from [time]? I shall be at [hotel name], and will pass on the room number once you confirm.
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Send word about Margo
Mention Margo by name and the evening you have in mind. If she is spoken for, Cressida will say so plainly and suggest someone close in spirit.