Here's the thing, am on deadline for The Telegraph, so all bets are off, including full entourage drinks last night with him off the telly. Know abstention will have gone down quite badly, but what can you do? Here's the good thing, am sharp as can be after three days sobriety, and can finally lay down some proper lyrical shit for The Telegraph style page. Except in the style/tone of The Telegraph, which of course have been practising, mainly on Dennis and Khan up the Turkish. Lady McKay, if you're tuned in, obviously I've written (nearly) everything and today is about honing, right. Meanwhile this is the big style operator on the page, the A.P.49 by Van Cleef and Arpels. Absolutely love this kettle.

Pierre Arpels designed this for himself in 1949. The idea is a circle suspended by only two points of contact. He pared the whole design down, “Beauty is what remains when the superfluous has been stripped away”, he would declare. Was he applying that concept to his moustache one wonders? The sans serif geometric purity of four roman numerals, thin baton markers and hands are a testimony to this. The strap is alligator, glued not stitched. For this year's model the central circle is in a honeycomb pattern like that or a Marcella front dress shirt. The case is bevelled off to a delicate curve at its sides so as to fit ergonomically under one's cuff. This one is in white gold and 38mm, and it's the best option, there is a 42mm. He only allowed this to go into production in 1971, as he liked just dropping it himself, (plus a couple of his privileged inner circle). Don't blame you Pierre, am like that if come up with a really ground breaking outfit.

Think best actually finish the piece for the paper. There will be more about this, for now here's a picture of Pierre wearing this watch at work with choreographer George Balanchine and his star ballerina Suzanne Farrell.

It's a lovely scene, look. Something tells me that young Miss Farrell was completely safe in these fellas hands, no? There's so much to say about Pierre. He set a new power-ascending record in 1963. And he liked gardening. Loads.

Stubbs out.

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