Anne received some amazing presents for her birthday this year and among them was an indulgent
afternoon tea at the
Hilton Park Lane. I was lucky enough to be her plus one and we had been looking forward to it for weeks. Had there not been a 30 degree heatwave last Thursday (not that we're complaining!!) Anne had planned to wear her
dress with heels and
Trasparenze Casting Tights, the angelic way of course!! If you recall my
Angel or Devil blog about these
flower tights, then you understand what I mean ;) So, although the weather did not permit
hosiery, we had such a brilliant day, so I wanted to share it with you anyway...
As the weather reports were threatening that this was the last time we would see the sun until next spring, pre afternoon tea cocktails on
Sushi Samba's roof top bar were a must.
After traumatising Anne by not warning her about the incredibly fast ascent up to the bar on the 38th floor, she was soon happy again. We sat down with our freshly mixed cocktail, taking in the stunning views of the London skyline.
With the highest outdoor terraces in London, the bar offers breathtaking views of the Gherkin, St Pauls Cathedral and the Thames to the west, plus the Olympic park and beyond to the east.
After shooting back down in the scenic lift, we headed over to Mayfair for our afternoon tea. This was no ordinary afternoon tea, it was a chocoholics afternoon tea...
After champagne and sandwiches they wheeled out this tower of goodies.
It was chocolate heaven!
Chocolate chip scones with clotted cream and a light and fluffy chocolate spread, chocolate torte, mini muffins with gooey chocolate centers, macaroons, cheesecake and more...
Once we could move again we walked
some of the calories off in Hyde Park.
A perfect end to a perfect day :)
Next on my wishlist for afternoon tea is the
Sanderson Hotel. They invite you to 'tumble down the rabbit hole' and enjoy a mad hatters
afternoon tea with all sorts of weird and wonderful surprises...
Check out our
polyvore page to shop my dream outfit, complete with pretty
Jonathan Aston lace tights, if I were ever lucky enough to go to the Sanderson.