Danielle, after dark and in black and white
Repertory films, a slim book of poetry and supper that outlasts the closing credits.
Away, back 24 September 2026Travelling, late screenings again from her return
- Age 29
- 170 cm
- Home South Kensington
- English
From £250 · Every rate · Photos verified September 2026 under our photo policy
- Age
- 29
- Height
- 170 cm5′7″
- Hair
- long, straight black
- Eyes
- brown
- Build
- curvy
- Languages
- English
- Home district
- South Kensington
Her access levels
- L1One hour60 minutes£250
- L2Ninety minutes90 minutes£400
- L3Two hours120 minutes£500
- L4Three hours180 minutes£700
- L5Dinner datefour hours£900
- L6Overnightten hours£1,800
- L7Weekendby arrangementBy quote
The same card applies to every lady on the list, and getting to you anywhere in Zones 1 and 2 is on the house; 25 percent confirms a hotel or residence evening, 50 percent an overnight. Deposits, travel and changes are set out on the rates page.
Meet Danielle
- 170 cm, a curvy and composed figure
- Glossy black hair, long and straight; brown eyes
- Late twenties, fluent and low-voiced English
- Repertory cinema, poetry, quiet museum rooms
- South Kensington home; travelling until 24 September
- South KensingtonOutcall across the West End
- NeighbourhoodsEvery door
Picture a late screening in black and white and Danielle a row behind you, calm, composed and impossible not to notice. At 170 cm her figure is curvy and unhurried, her black hair glossy and straight to well below the shoulder, her brown eyes in no rush at all. After dark is her natural hour and she dresses for it: a black crepe dress, a fine silver chain, a coat with a proper collar turned up against the wind on Shaftesbury Avenue. In her late twenties, she wears sophistication lightly, as though it were simply the way she was brought up.
Nothing about Danielle hurries. She listens with her whole attention, answers in fluent, low-voiced English and has a magnetic stillness that makes a crowded bar feel private. Classic cinema is her first love, the older the print the better, and poetry her quieter one; she keeps a slim volume in her bag and will read you four lines if the moment is right and not a syllable if it is not. Museums fill her weekends, usually the rooms other visitors walk straight past.
In the West End her evening revolves around the Prince Charles Cinema on Leicester Place, just off Leicester Square, where the programme mixes repertory classics with late double bills. She books two seats in the middle, arrives with a paper bag of something sweet from a Chinatown bakery, and saves her opinions for the walk afterwards. Supper follows somewhere small and dim, and the conversation usually outlasts it by an hour, ending back at your hotel with the city finally quiet.
Travelling until the 24th, Danielle returns to her South Kensington diary from that date. Send the host an evening near Leicester Square, and the booking desk will hold it for her first nights back.
An evening with Danielle
An evening with Danielle is a double feature. The first half is the film: a restored print, a full house, her hand on the armrest and her eyes never leaving the screen. She will not whisper during it. The second half is the talk that follows, over a glass of red in a basement bar where the candles are real and the music is low enough to hear her.
She likes the long way back, through Soho Square and down Greek Street, pausing at a doorway that appeared in a film nobody else remembers. At the hotel she slips off her coat, asks what you made of the ending, and disagrees beautifully. It is the least rushed evening anywhere in the West End.
Something older than both of us, on a proper screen with a proper crowd. If you have seen it before, I want to hear what changed for you this time.
Always. It weighs less than a phone and it is far better company on the Piccadilly line.
No clock in sight, one good bottle, and nobody performing. That is when conversation finally becomes interesting.
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