Solange Azagury-Partridge creates jewellery as vivid as her imagination.  A West Londoner since birth, Solange opened her first boutique in Westbourne Park in 1995 and now has shops in London, New York and Paris. She splits her time between Hyde Park and the West Country…


Your favourite London spots?


I love all the London parks – especially Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park. I can pretty much walk anywhere in Central London across these parks, from my place, in less than 30 minutes. With some fresh air and nature thrown in. And there are so many fantastic art galleries – the V&A, is an aesthete’s home from home. The decorative arts and sculpture are always inspiring. And the Tate Britain. I prefer classical to modern art.



When in London, where to seek interior-design inspiration?


The spirit of London is ‘anything goes’ – and I think that should be the same philosophy for interiors. Do whatever you like and whatever you feel like! You’ll be the one living in the space, not some imaginary future buyer. I was conceived in Morocco – my parents are Sephardic Jews who grew up in Casablanca — and having been brought up in London, it’s nice to bring influences and inspirations from other places into my home. London is an amazing melting pot. The whole world is here. It’s easy to find all sorts of decorative arts items.






Top tip for another favourite city?

I adore Hôtel Costes on Rue St-Honoré in Paris. The bedrooms are so cosy and totally embellished in a maximalist style, which I love. It’s a home from home for me – and also I have a tiny little jewel-box of a shop, which has my pergola chandelier, dripping with crystal bunches of grapes, my Big Bang rug on the floor and wall-to-wall jewels.



Which of your pieces make popular gifts?

Women of all ages love my signature Hot Lips rings – the Solange Azagury-Partridge Glitters Lacquered Silver Shimmy Ring, £69, is available from Amazon.



Perfect weekend?

I love to have brunch at Granger & Co on Westbourne Grove; then we hit the road, and by midday, we’re at our home in Somerset. I’d get to Bruton in time for a walk through the rolling green countryside, and after that we’d pause for tea and cakes in At the Chapel. Finally, we’d build a fire in our house at the edge of a tiny village with vistas of fields of sheep and cows grazing, and we'd hunker down for the weekend. It would be followed by more of the same on Saturday and Sunday: pub lunches, walks, cooking and baking at home, rummaging in the antique and charity shops.