The London Lounge

I myself have recently returned home after six weeks in Jordan, Syria, and Lebanon. It was by no means a sartorial trip, but I did stumble across Red Shoe in Beirut; wandering around Hamra, absorbing the sights and sounds and smells of the city (I felt remarkably safe, although I did get out of town...

I am not interested in all the frippery of a traditional dressing gown, but I do like to have something to change into instead of the suitcoat I have been wearing all day when we have guests for dinner. I have been using a navy, shawl-collared, metal-buttoned cardigan, but I recently asked Winston ...