Fashion week is over and done, the wind is ripping the yellow leaves off the trees and a hot tea all of a sudden sounds much more tempting than ice-cold Pimm’s and lemonade. Time to loosen that tiny, waist-cinching belt and treat yourself to the ultimate fashionista’s delicacy: Prêt-à-Portea at the Berkeley Hotel.
I had wanted to go for ages, but never managed to get a reservation. The famous, designer inspired afternoon tea is regularly booked out – especially when you intend to drag your better half to this rather girlie event and want to make a reservation on a weekend.
The more pleased I was when the lovely Rose took heart (and half a day off, bless her!) to accompany me to indulge in the luxury of afternoon tea at the Berkeley. We nibbled at a Belted Jason Wu cocktail dress, spooned Erdem’s dark silky chocolate cake with passion fruit and delicate lace and only slightly hesitated before we dug our teeth into Yves Saint Laurent’s soft romantic white chocolate mousse and raspberry custard with crunchy meringue and mini strawberries.
A mouth-watering selection of miniature savoury skewers, taster spoons and tea sandwiches came along with the designer inspired delights. But the most delightful accompaniment of the afternoon was the company of Rose. She has been one of my favourite bloggers for a long while and I have been giddy with excitement to meet her. And what can I say? She is great! The hours have been flying by (and so have the sugar cubes as I was too clumsy to use the posh pincers) as we chatted and laughed and chatted and laughed even more.
When the drizzly rain crept underneath my umbrella and wetted my face on my way home, I swung my mint green doggie-bag and smiled at myself. I love London.