Hen Party Fun!

Because this week is the only time that I will be back before the real countdown to the wedding, and as I needed a good excuse to go into London and catch up with the girls for at least one day while I am back in the UK, the first Saturday of my trip was selected as the date for my very own Hen Party. So much fun!

            Having started off the day super early I headed up into London and met up with Ellie and Philippa at Victoria station. From there, my entire day was just back-to-back surprises and excitement, and it was amazing. First up the three of us headed over to Selfridges where we each got out hair backcombed to within an inch of it’s life and then pinned up into cute 60s style arrangements.

Backcombing at it's best!

Once we were primed and pimped we got the lift up to the roof where Vintage Salt, a nautical themed pop up restaurant is currently serving some delicious wine and food. After that it was time to go and meet the others.

Lunch up on the roof

As with all good London adventures, the adventure began at The Palace. We arrived at a house filled with all my favourite people, pictures of us all pinned up on the wall, and amazing table full of afternoon tea treats, and goodie bags with fun props and sparkles to really round off our evening. The girls had also made me an amazing little photo and memory book, with really sweet messages and some lovely photos of us through the years – it was ridiculously cute! And they had arranged to have a polaroid camera so that we caught some great images of us enjoying the sunshine in the garden. They will be added to the book too!

Team Bride decorations 

The afternoon passed in a glorious mix of prosecco drinking, cake eating and hen game playing. There were messages from the girls who couldn’t make the hen, prize giving for the best cake, and there was a game of Mr and Mrs which I did surprising badly at. Not my finest hour!

Sunny afternoon in the garden 

Once we were all suitably lubricated it was time to go to my favourite Brasserie Zedel for one more cocktail before an amazing French dinner, fantastically paid for by my lovely ladies.

Bubbles at Zedel

The final stop of our night was Cahoots, a new underground bar that had been styled to look just like a 1940’s Northern Line tube carriage, serving a mean cocktail or two teapots and other fun vessels.

Cahoots for Cocktails

It was a great evening, and so lovely to spend time with all the girls. By the end of the night I had forgotten that it was my hen (thankfully there were no veils or crowns inflicted on me, making it impossible to forget), and it was just such a fantastically lovely evening.  I am so grateful to all the girl for their hard work and amazing organisation. I loved every minute of it!

Love my girls! 

Sunday morning dawned with us all feeling a little bit groggy, but we headed out for a slightly low-key recovery brunch before having to bid farewell to all my favourites as the excitement of the hen was finally over.

            Thankfully I had one more little adventure lined up before I had to leave my beloved London – my wedding make up practise. I was pretty grey and slightly gross looking before I started, but thanks to the artists at Bobbi Brown, by the time I met with Nick at the train station (the first time that we have seen each other in a few weeks), I was looking ever so slightly more alive and presentable. But really only slightly!