Jefferson Hack (April 2005 - April 2010)
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Thank you bluviolin. They look great.
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Thank you so much lemeray! I love the Halloween picture with him in the mask. And I love 5th picture because I love his hair short like that. And the picture with him, Kate, and Lila on the beach is just adorable. Thank you soo soo much.
^I love the ones with Lila too, thanks a lot.
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Delusions of grandeur
When did you last write a letter? Jefferson Hack knows a literary bar in Paris where patrons use vintage typewriters and fountain pens to compose billet-doux
I have a secret to tell you. It's about a private affair I've been conducting in Paris. It all started with a letter a few years ago and it just escalated from there.
in love with the Drop Dead Letter Club, a poste restante for the literary-minded that I helped found. Our manifesto is simple. Members drop into the Hemingway, a small cocktail bar at the Paris Ritz named after its eminent former regular, to pen, post and receive personal correspondence. Letters can be handwritten or typed using the bar's vintage typewriters, then sealed and entrusted to the staff for safe-keeping until collected.
When the bar was established in 1944, one of the services it performed was to hold notes for lovers engaged in illicit affairs. Today, it still offers this intimate and refined service which recalls the literary masters of the past; Hemingway once wrote to F. Scott Fitzgerald saying that letter-writing is "a swell way to keep from working and yet feel like you've done something". So the Hemingway seemed an appropriate place to put some passion back into the art of letter-writing.
The bar has a gentlemen's club feel and nostalgic décor which harks back to a bygone jazz age when suits really were handmade and letters really were handwritten. To open your mail, the staff keep a stylish stainless steel Philippe Starck-designed Laguoile knife –which is also good for unsettling the American bankers drinking in the bar.
To add some class to my penmanship I would recommend a William Faulkner Montblanc, an incredible, limited edition Art Deco-style fountain pen with an 18-carat gold-engraved nib (stockists: 020 7629 5883).
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After a few cocktails, being let loose on the typewriter (get yours from www.vintagetypewritershoppe.com) one's radar is easily skewed, which makes the Drop Dead Letter Club a danger and privilege to be part of.
Most nights I can't remember leaving the Hemingway, let alone to whom I addressed an envelope or what I'd written. Like clicking on an e-mail, the letter, once "dropped" behind the bar, is retrievable only by the addressee so there's no going back.
But unlike an e-mail, it may be a week, a month, a year or more before the post is finally read; it depends on when the addressee next finds themselves on Place Vendôme and pops in to pick it up.
Until then, the letter stands "dead" in time. It's an anti-text message sent to a wood-panelled inbox; more than just a letter – it's a romantic connection to style and poetry. Art dealer and Hemingway bar frequenter Jay Joplin once described it to me as "the best non-artist conceptual art project I have come across".
Colin P Field, modern-day soul of the Hemingway and whom Forbes magazine called ''the world's greatest bartender", loves the sound of the typewriter clacking away across his bar. "It makes the place feel alive," he tells me. His team, including Pierre and Roman, are always on hand to set up a vintage typewriter or to supply stationery to anyone who buys a drink; my favourite pick-me-up is the French 75 (€23/£16), made with gin, champagne and lemon juice.
It's the end of Paris Fashion Week, the typewriters need a clean and some oil, and there are many freshly dropped letters waiting to be collected – illicit romance is in the air...
• The Hemingway Bar is at Hôtel Ritz (15 place Vendôme, Paris, 0033 1 43 16 3030; www.ritzparis.com)
www.telegraph.co.uk
Delusions of grandeur
When did you last write a letter? Jefferson Hack knows a literary bar in Paris where patrons use vintage typewriters and fountain pens to compose billet-doux
I have a secret to tell you. It's about a private affair I've been conducting in Paris. It all started with a letter a few years ago and it just escalated from there.
in love with the Drop Dead Letter Club, a poste restante for the literary-minded that I helped found. Our manifesto is simple. Members drop into the Hemingway, a small cocktail bar at the Paris Ritz named after its eminent former regular, to pen, post and receive personal correspondence. Letters can be handwritten or typed using the bar's vintage typewriters, then sealed and entrusted to the staff for safe-keeping until collected.
When the bar was established in 1944, one of the services it performed was to hold notes for lovers engaged in illicit affairs. Today, it still offers this intimate and refined service which recalls the literary masters of the past; Hemingway once wrote to F. Scott Fitzgerald saying that letter-writing is "a swell way to keep from working and yet feel like you've done something". So the Hemingway seemed an appropriate place to put some passion back into the art of letter-writing.
The bar has a gentlemen's club feel and nostalgic décor which harks back to a bygone jazz age when suits really were handmade and letters really were handwritten. To open your mail, the staff keep a stylish stainless steel Philippe Starck-designed Laguoile knife –which is also good for unsettling the American bankers drinking in the bar.
To add some class to my penmanship I would recommend a William Faulkner Montblanc, an incredible, limited edition Art Deco-style fountain pen with an 18-carat gold-engraved nib (stockists: 020 7629 5883).
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After a few cocktails, being let loose on the typewriter (get yours from www.vintagetypewritershoppe.com) one's radar is easily skewed, which makes the Drop Dead Letter Club a danger and privilege to be part of.
Most nights I can't remember leaving the Hemingway, let alone to whom I addressed an envelope or what I'd written. Like clicking on an e-mail, the letter, once "dropped" behind the bar, is retrievable only by the addressee so there's no going back.
But unlike an e-mail, it may be a week, a month, a year or more before the post is finally read; it depends on when the addressee next finds themselves on Place Vendôme and pops in to pick it up.
Until then, the letter stands "dead" in time. It's an anti-text message sent to a wood-panelled inbox; more than just a letter – it's a romantic connection to style and poetry. Art dealer and Hemingway bar frequenter Jay Joplin once described it to me as "the best non-artist conceptual art project I have come across".
Colin P Field, modern-day soul of the Hemingway and whom Forbes magazine called ''the world's greatest bartender", loves the sound of the typewriter clacking away across his bar. "It makes the place feel alive," he tells me. His team, including Pierre and Roman, are always on hand to set up a vintage typewriter or to supply stationery to anyone who buys a drink; my favourite pick-me-up is the French 75 (€23/£16), made with gin, champagne and lemon juice.
It's the end of Paris Fashion Week, the typewriters need a clean and some oil, and there are many freshly dropped letters waiting to be collected – illicit romance is in the air...
• The Hemingway Bar is at Hôtel Ritz (15 place Vendôme, Paris, 0033 1 43 16 3030; www.ritzparis.com)
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