I never thought I was over Warhol...

....but it's easy to think you've seen it ALL if you're a fan. The same photos, clips, cow wallpaper....well, apart from the cow wallpaper which has been done to DEATH, I was thrilled by the Hayward's Andy Warhol exhibition.

It's mostly on tv screens, so you crawl along picking up headphones as they become free, your eyes flicking to what others are watching "...is that Divine?! Did I just see Diana Vreeland talking from her geisha-red couch?!....ohhhh, did John Sex just flicker into my line of vision.....Halston???? "

Lots of lovely clips from Andy Warhol TV, lots of footage from shoots you may be familiar with but there was someone there filming the proceedings, so you get to hear the inanities uttered as Andy gets dragged up, or eavesdrop on Liza and Andy as they chit-chat while a society friend is being made up for her polaroid for a later screenprint....

One of my favourite clips is a boring day at the Factory and Candy Darling is half-heartedly manning the phones, becoming aware of the presence of a camera she demands a lolipop and then breaks into a song and dance, her hair not "done" at all and wearing a thrift store forties dress she looks absolutely exquisite of course....



Was this just an excuse for me to post a picture of Candy Darling?

Probably. What a beauty.

Madame xxx

Full English?

Etienne and I met for breakfast the other morning. He's been telling me about the "Regency Cafe" (17-19 Regency St, SW1) and how it's right up my alley....how right he was!

Estd. 1946 it really doesn't appear to have changed since that date. Creamy yellow tiles (one of those wonderful post-war colours like that dirty green with lots of grey in it, or rose with the same greyish lustre), red lino and formica tables, I couldn't believe I've not been here before.

Great breakfast menu...including bubble and squeak and black pudding!.....and the portions are ENORMOUS! My dinner the night before had consisted of humous and crackers and Etienne hadn't eaten at all as he fell asleep at 7pm and didn't wake until 8am (we lead very exciting lives!) so we both would've eaten a scabby donkey if it was arranged on a plate....but look at the spread! This is mine; scramble, bubble and squeak, mushrooms and tomatoes with a side of toast:

And Etienne's; frieds eggs, bacon, beans, tomato and a bit of my bubble and squeak with white toast:

Here he is about to attack!

We went for a wander around the area, alot of which seems unchanged for many years, there's a beautiful little 1950s launderette and I had a rummage in the local charity shop and came out the undisputed winner! I found a John Sex 12 inch which I saw him perform on a documentary about the New York underground scene and NEVER thought I would actually own, a Vicky Carr live album which has a genius spanish medley on it, and Frankie Vaughan 7 inch of Cabaret!!! All for the princely sum of £1.50!!!! Actually it was only a pound because the charming man serving me gave me 50p back!!! (Maybe he could sense my financial crisis!). I was so excited to get to the George and Dragon to spin my new tunes later that night!

So now Etienne and I have decided we're going to meet regularly for breakfast dates! There are so many wonderful cafes we want to try - any suggestions welcome! - and it's a meal out for around a fiver so you can't go wrong really. Maybe we could make it a Breakfast Club? Anyone coming?

Cheers!


Madame x