So last week myself and two friends decided on Monday night we were going to go the seaside, eat lots of food & drink way too much. Cut to Tuesday morning and we started the 2 and a half hour drive down to Brighton. I have been blessed that my parents have taken me on some amazing holidays abroad but the first thing I did was text them and say "How have you never took us (Me and the sister) down here!!?!"
I loved everything about Brighton. The pier of course is an attraction in itself and we each ate way too much but fresh crayfish tails were my personal favourite. I would have got bags of rock but due to my poorly tooth I can't eat anything too hard (my body secretly thanked me). I loved the cobbled shopping area filled with higher end stores, Crabtree & Evelyn, L'Occitane etc. We strolled to the Royal Pavillion where we grabbed lychee and raspberry martinis at 4 in the afternoon.
The night was somewhat a blur. Too many cocktails, great music and just a great vibe in the club we ended up in, Lola Lo's. The thing with Brighton is all the tables in every club are reserved. So there's no where to sit! We did see a Hollister sign on one table and was desperately keeping watch to see if it was going to be occupied by yummy boys. Alas, they never turned up.
The next morning we made a mad dash to pack our bags to a greasy spoon along the seafront. I wanted to go to Bill's but some people take too long getting ready GRR. We then hit the infamous lanes filled with vintage boutiques and lots of jewellery shops! To be honest I was far too hungover to function as a normal human being.
Brighton I love you and I WILL be returning shortly. It is my birthday in 8 weeks ;)