Prepare for a bit of London overload in this post, I'm talking double-decker buses, phone boxes and the odd iconic black cab! Although I've been up and down Regent Street many a time, I mostly end up battling to to get the Tube home instead of moseying up to a lush room at the Hotel Café Royal. What is my life?! Last weekend I swapped my usual flatsharing situation for a staycation on one of the capital's most iconic streets. You might think that a hotel right near Piccadilly Circus would be pretty manic but it was the complete opposite, with amazing soundproofing and decor that transports you to 18th century France. I knew I had to bring my Mum along for the experience, she appreciates hotel slippers and snazzy toiletries as much as me, plus she also overpacks ridiculously for a one-night stay. Like mother like daughter...
Bag - Orla Kiely
Necklace - Tatty Devine
We definitely picked the right weekend for such an excursion, what with the Gay Pride parade happening and a real sense of fun and unity in the air. I kept things simple with a vintage number from beyond Retro that fits like a glove (I may have looked slightly more pot-bellied after all the food consumed), plus my beloved Orla Kiely bag. The Regent Street team planned a watertight itinerary to show us some of the area's hidden delights and Aqua Kyoto is somewhere you could easily pass without knowing of the rooftop terrace and stunning views. It's a pretty swish Japanese restaurant, where you can watch the chefs prepare your sushi if you so wish. We tried ishiyaki wagyu gohan, a beef, vegetable and rice dish that they finish cooking at your table (this is also on the cheaper lunch menu, joys) plus the nicest chicken wings with a hint of ginger and lime. Afterwards, we popped to Liberty to scour the sale rails (had to embarrass my poor bro who works there), before an afternoon tea and spot of cabaret at Le Crazy Coqs. I didn't even know Brasserie Zedel existed? It's tucked behind the hotel and boasts stunning art deco features. We finished off our day with an Italian meal at Ristorante Frescobaldi before retiring to our room to watch the Glastonbury highlights. It's definitely a novel experience watching Kanye West from the bath, because the mirror has a tv.
A massive thanks to Regent Street for the weekend of a lifetime with my Mum, it's going to be hard to go back to my non-marble bath now!