Shop At Maison Bertaux

Shop at Maison Bertaux is Soho's best kept secret...but word's spreading fast! We're now one year old and our regulars can't get enough of our APC, Sonia by Sonia Rykiel Eley Kishimoto and Obey with jewelry by Vivienne Westwood Yura and Princess Tina. You'll love our taste, you'll taste the cakes upstairs and then you'll be HOOKED!

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Name: Madame
Location: London, United Kingdom

You'll find us at 27 Greek Street, Soho, London W1D 5DF. The boutique is open Tuesday to Saturday. Come and visit us!

Monday, October 09, 2006

Agent Nick Stokes

Sorry everybody, Shop At Maison Bertaux is only open between 12.30PM and 4:00PM as Pippa and Max are still away in Paris and I have to meet with our accountant Nickesh this afternoon. We are gonna be open as usual Tuesday though. I might have said previously, working at a boutique isn't always glamour!!

I will say though working Soho there is always some excitement. It really is a fabulous place. When I first came to London in 1995, I was instantly addicted to the place with all the seedy sex shops, cheap book shops and funny little cafe's. My first job was at Joseph in Harvey Nichols and with my friend Claudine, we would meet up with her friends after work for a drink at The Coach and Horses at 29 Greek Street. This is where I met people like Fraser Moss and his brother Dan - who were then doing a label called Professor Head that turned into YMC, Barnsley, the infamous Smiler... all amazing creative Soho people. In the summer months, the pavement of Romilly Street was packed with people - then we'd be off to Smashing which was in a basement on Regent Street. The other bar I went to a lot was Riki Tiks on Bateman Street. Then I went back to Tasmania for 8 months to save some money in 1997. When I returned, Soho wasn't the "in place" any more. Everyone had started to go out over in Hoxton - The Bricklayers Arms was the new pub to go to, soon followed by The Dragon Bar on Leonard Street. I have to admit, I was a little bit heart broken. I mean, I would rather not have to step over fried chicken bones on the pavement on my way to the pub in the East End. :) I can't complain though, I have spent enough time over on Old Street to fill a complete blog of it's own! And Pippa and Max DJ quite often at The George and Dragon which is a great pub to go to.

But back in Soho today - on the way to the bank Meard Street was cordoned off with police tape and there were people in white suits scurrying around. Of course my thoughts turned immediately to CSI - the Las Vegas one. Pippa and I both have "a thing" for Nick Stokes played by George Eade. He was the FBI agent who got buried alive in the Quentin Tarantino episode. We were both shocked to see him in a dandruff shampoo commercial recently! [Weren't you!!??] I just did a google search to try and find a picture of Stokes but instead I found this =
mrs-nick-stokes.com What a nutter!

xx Emma

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