As the first day of February, it seemed very fit that we address what will shortly be a very pressing to one & all – Valentine’s Day. Originally named for two early Christian martyrs, this festival has been hijacked by the Man as yet another occasion for wasting money. And who, including The Lady, would reject this valuable opportunity for letting our suitors express their love?? Flowers, confectionery, & of course a card, are all acceptable forms of currency in which to trade goods for affection. However, the selection of exactly which items are decided upon represents a mine-field of potential offences. So, here follows a guide to help assist the easily confused & advisedly cautious amongst you.
The Language of Flowers
The Card
Gifts
Presentation
Almost as important as the present itself. How you display your offering is a good opportunity for scoring bonus points & can make even the cheapest gift look a million pounds. A Rolo in a box with a bow would melt any heart and would cost a lot less than a fiver. Not having any money is NO EXCUSE. My paramour once impressed me big time by designing his own Valentines card when at the time he was reduced to borrowing bus fare off his mum. The fact that it was designed as part of the Tesco Value range, complete with the blue stripes, did not. Pop down to Paperchase & invest in a colourful box/bag/bow & then check out some comedy present-wrapping clips on YouTube for hints. Tin foil is not an acceptable solution.

The Lady was happily browsing her favourite website the other day, when she accidentally happened upon an article in The Storque on the art of display. Inside was an object seen before but certainly did not know of a use for… until now. Meet the Frog – an object previously used by flower arrangers and now hi-jacked by vintage loving nest makers as desk display art for holding pens & paint-brushes. The Lady wants one. Now. Get yours off ebay or etsy.
As all veteran shoppers know well, all the very best shopping surprises to be found on the High Street can be discovered in those little-known surprises; that back street boutique or the charity shops dotted here & there. But an oft forgotten fact is that there is a sadly dying-out breed of shop that frequently holds a vast treasure cave of wonders… the Haberdashers. Few & far between, haberdashers are a closely held secret once found by over-zealous shopping mavens. But as The Lady is feeling benevolent today, she may be inclined to share a few…
The Lady has always had the biggest girl-crush on Daphne Guinness since spotting her in one of Vogue’s many photographs of her in their celebrity-at-play sections… Far too-cool-for school, with her platinum hair & its shock of black, fingers full of enormous silver knuckle-dusters. So, when The Lady discovered that Nancy Mitford was her great-aunt and that she grew up in an artists’ colony with Dali and the Surrealists, the crush grew to epic proportions.