Five o'clock is the hour Sonya likes best, when the working day lets go and the evening has not yet decided what it is. She is athletic and 162 cm; her hair, dark brown and straight, hangs long, her eyes are hazel, and her quiet poise comes from ballet classes she has never quite given up. Her style is understated evening elegance: a charcoal knit dress, a camel coat, fine gold, flat shoes for walking and heels in her bag. In her early thirties, she brings a calm that settles a busy mind quickly.
Thoughtful and warm, Sonya gives a speaker her full attention and weighs every answer. Meditation starts every morning, ballet keeps her graceful, and fragrance collecting has given her a remarkable memory for scent; she can name the notes in a hotel's lobby perfume in a single breath. Her English is low and gentle, and she can turn a frazzled arrival into a calm evening within twenty minutes of sitting down.
Her W2 evening slips into Kensington Gardens through the gate at the bottom of Queensway and heads for the Sunken Garden beside Kensington Palace, a formal walled garden with a still pond and clipped lime walks that she considers the quietest spot in central London. She likes to be there at five, well before the park gates close for the night. Then a pot of jasmine tea or a glass of champagne in a hushed Bayswater lounge, an early light dinner, and by ten you are back at your hotel, rested and fed.
Sonya's window runs from 5pm to 10pm around Bayswater, Queensway and Lancaster Gate. Send the desk your preferred hour inside that window, with your hotel, and she will confirm it.