Tiffany under the Claridge's chandelier

Sequins at sunset, flat shoes in the rain, a small camera in between: Tiffany's life runs on details, and she notices every one. She is petite of frame yet 169 cm tall, and long chocolate brown hair frames her warm brown eyes. The look is beachside boho glamour with a sequin sparkle: a slip dress that catches the light, a woven clutch, fine gold anklets, a slick of shimmer across the cheekbones.

Graceful and playful in equal measure, Tiffany spots the one beautiful thing in any room and points it out to you. She photographs the city's streets in black and white, loves champagne for the ritual as much as the taste, and keeps a wish list of design hotels around the world, annotated with the details she adores: a staircase in Lisbon, a door handle in Copenhagen. In her mid twenties, she speaks light, animated English and has a giggle that turns heads.

In Mayfair her favourite place for a glass is the Foyer at Claridge's, all Art Deco curves with the great Chihuly chandelier glowing overhead. Before that, if there is light left, she might lead you through Shepherd Market, the tiny village of lanes and old pubs behind Curzon Street, pausing to photograph a doorway or a lamp. It is the perfect contrast, and she knows it. Once inside, she always chooses the banquette with the best view of the chandelier and admits it without a trace of shame.

Tiffany lives in Soho, about ten minutes from Mayfair, and her midweek evenings are the most open. The rates page lists each length of evening; then send Bella the date.