I’m in Zurich. After touching down yesterday, I was quickly whisked off to the Park Hyatt where I had a booked appointment with a highly recommended Brazilian manicurist. I’ve mentioned before that I think Brazilians do the best mani/pedi so for the last few days I’ve been curling under my gnarled looking finger (and toenails) till I arrived here. And it was worth the wait. My nail beds are now pruned and open and ready for their close-up.
Amid the impromptu spa set up in my room, my host stopped by to check on the delivery of exotic fruits and orchids to my room and after a few cosmopolitans, the festivities in Zurich was on the way. I had planned to dine with Thakoon, Bruno Pieters, the Onithetel girls and the other designers who were already in town but due a communication snafu, I went instead to Stefan Hottinger Behmer’s for dinner. His enormous loft deserves a spread in Elle Décor. The gargantuan space was all caramel colored woods, Brazilian art and low-lying Scandanavian furniture.