Tiffany, who photographs the doorway first

Sequins under a plain black blazer, a small camera in the pocket, a glass of champagne already in mind: Tiffany dresses for two moods at once and switches between them without effort. She is graceful and playful, with a sharp eye for detail, the kind of person who spots the old fire bucket on a Georgian landing and wants to know its story.

Her build is petite, her height 169 cm, her hair long and chocolate brown, her eyes brown and bright. The style is boho glamour with a sparkle, sequins and soft fabrics and bare arms in summer. She is in her mid twenties. She loves hotels with character, the older and more crooked the better, and she photographs Soho's painted doors and hand lettered signs on her way to meet you. English is her language, spoken lightly and with plenty of mischief. Give her five minutes in a lobby and she will guess the year the building opened, usually within a few years.

Her favourite hotel in London is Hazlitt's on Frith Street, a row of Georgian houses with sloping floors, panelled rooms and an honesty bar in the library, where she likes to pour two glasses and write them in the book herself. Dinner is a short stroll away in Soho, followed by a late wander through the lanes, camera out, before the cab back to your hotel. She prefers small bars with good lighting to large rooms with loud music, and she always finds the seat with the best view of the street.

Tiffany lives in Soho, around the corner from the West End hotels, and she happily heads to Covent Garden or the Strand. Midweek evenings are her most open; ask Henrietta and mention the hotel.