LADY CLARA LA CROIX here offers up to you our ingenious and stylish readers a sonnet in praise of all HUZZAR will bring you…
A lady, listless, on her chaise-longue lies,
In velvet luxury dissatisfied,
Her little piles of dainties sit untried,
Her tea grows cold, her bosom heaves with sighs;
While rakish gentlemen across the land
Their liquor push aside in vexed ennui;
Rich duchesses at cards in apathy;
Poor poets uninspired with quill in hand;
All long to read of scandal in Park Lane,
Of where to dine and where to take one’s tea,
The very latest in fine corsetry,
And where the literati drink champagne.
Should Byron fail to please, this surely will:
HUZZAR is come to charm, amuse and thrill!
Lady Clara La Croix
When she is not taking High Tea with the Oxford intelligentsia or sipping sloe gin with the sexually adventurous among the London elite, Lady Clara La Croix enjoys sonneteering, shopping for saucy accessories, and swordfighting. She also indulges in a spot of publishing.