If you caught my post last week, you would have seen that I’ve got a bit of a thing for floral at the moment. The warmer weather has got me dreaming of cocktails in the sinking sun, white lace dresses, blush peonies, and every other spring-time cliché you can think of…

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London has really amped up its floral game this spring from the flower covered walls to the woodland wonderlands. It’s not often that I will post a blog with the featured image being a public bathroom… Yes, really. May’s weekend away to London, and a few more trips since then all seemed to have had one thing in common and that is the endless walls of vibrant flowers we walked into at every corner. Starting with the floral covered Ivy Chelsea garden, we carried on the floral theme with a trip the following afternoon to Sketch.

You may know Sketch for its decedent pink tea room or its unusual (to say the least) futuristic pod style bathroom. However, when we arrived we were greeted by walls of creeping greenery and ceilings covered in exotic flowers from every corner. All in the name of Chelsea Flower Show – and oh, what a real Alice in Wonderland moment. Completely unexpectedly, we peaked through the doors at Sketch to find a hop-scotch chalked on to the floor that led into a deep, green woodland scene, all equipped with the echoing sounds of birds chirping (of course). We hop-scotched our way through the entrance where we discovered the most beautiful flowers overhanging the pink staircase and continued through to the Champagne Pommery Lounge where colourful blooms covered every inch of the ceiling. House goals has never been so strong.

We sat under a sky of roses, peonies and more, while drinking vanilla tea and falling in love with every macaroon. The salted caramel and the rose and raspberry flavour taste as perfect as they sound – trust me. We couldn’t leave without a peak at the bathroom pods which were dusted in even more greenery and bursts of florals for the occasion… Does afternoon tea get much better?