Laura Bailey is a classic multi-hyphenate: she’s well known for her modeling, photography, and overall good taste alike. The Oxford native has been a fixture of the fashion scene since she was first scouted as a young model on the King’s Road in London, and in recent years she has been focused on her photography, shooting editorials for British Vogue, where she is a contributing editor. Most recently, she and her friend the stylist Cathy Kasterine debuted a collection of shirting and nightwear called Bailey x Budd, as part of a collaboration with the British shirtmaker, which sustainably produces its products in the United Kingdom. She is also a long-term ambassador to Save the Children. Herewith, she shares her key components to the good life. —Ashley Baker
Airline: It’s better by bike …
Airport: Tambor Airport, in Costa Rica.
Alibi: “Tennis!”
App: Stack Radio App.
ARTIST: Sophie Calle.
Bag: A classic Chanel 2.55.
Beach: Praia da Aberta Nova, in Melides, Portugal.
BEAUTY ICON: Monica Vitti.
Bedtime: Cinderella midnight.
Bike: A scarlet Specialized mountain bike.
BOSS: Edward Enninful.
Boyfriends: Josh and Jonathan.
Breakfast, weekday: Granola and Greek yogurt.
Breakfast, weekend: Boiled eggs and soldiers.
CAMERA: Leica Q.
Car: A 1968 show-off convertible Mercedes (and my trusty Mini).
Child: Tiger. (She wrote that!)
Cocktail: A Piscine.
COLLABORATOR: Cathy Kasterine.
Couple: Frankie and Bambi, my two dogs.
DATE: Felix Cooper.
Date SPOT: The Fumoir at Claridge’s.
Dinner dates: Amy, Alice, Jemima, and Chantal.
Disguise: An oversize trench and Maison Michel gray velvet cap—or bicycle helmet.
Dress: Vintage nightie.
Drive: From Naples to Positano.
Escape: Running and reading and the occasional afternoon matinee. And my secret garden …
Family: One that is modern and chosen.
FRIEND: Courtney Love.
GYM: Box Clever Sports, Bodyism, and the secret sporting society of Jamie Yike.
Hideaway: The Royal Oak, Ramsden, Oxfordshire.
HOME: Eric.
Hotel: Hôtel du Cap-Eden-Roc.
Jacket: A little black Chanel.
JEANS: Levi’s.
LAST MEAL: La Colombe d’Or.
Lunch date: My stepsisters, Emily Berrington and Katie Berrington.
Match:
Tennis with strangers.
Mentor: Christiane Amanpour.
Movie: Cool Runnings, a family favorite, and everything by the Coen brothers.
NAME: Luc.
Nonfiction book: On Being an Artist, by Michael Craig-Martin.
Novel: Love in the Time of Cholera, by Gabriel García Márquez.
OFFICE: My mews and any old park bench by bicycle.
Pants: Stella McCartney lingerie.
Piece of advice: “Every drop in the ocean counts.” —Yoko Ono.
Podcast: The Great Women Artists.
President: Obama.
Restaurant: The River Café.
Shoes: Vegan Dr. Martens or white Supergas.
Singer: Leona Naess, my best friend forever.
SONG: Johnny Cash’s version of “First Time Ever I Saw Your Face.”
SPORTSWEAR: Alex Eagle Sporting Club, Varley, and Stella McCartney for Adidas.
STYLE ICON: Amanda Harlech.
SUITCASE: Rimowa.
Television series: Call My Agent!
THEME SONG: “Laura,” by Frank Sinatra. It still reminds me of an ex who sang it to me before I’d ever seen the classic 1944 film starring Gene Tierney.
Time of day: Sunrise.
Timepiece: A Chanel J12 watch.
TRAIN: Le Train Bleu from Paris to Saint-Raphaël.
Vacation: The Amalfi Coast.
View: The Path of the Gods, from Positano to Praiano.
WEEKDAY LUNCH: Spring to Go.
WEEKEND LUNCH: Granger & Co.
Weekend bag: Vintage Chanel sports bag.
Work of art: Imagining Landscapes, by Helen Frankenthaler.
Laura’s Essentials
