I was going to vlog my little trip to Brighton this Monday, but found that I was enjoying myself too much to film everything. I find that happens quite often, maybe I need to work on that… It was a JAM PACKED couple of days, and my feet are definitely feeling it right now. It was so worth it though, just wish we could have stayed a little longer!
These are just a few places I’d recommend going to if you ever visit:
Workshop living – They stock very minimal, Scandinavian and Japanese designed homeware. I’m a sucker for Japanese design, so I love it in there. It does smell very strongly of incense though, so if you aren’t a lover of it (like myself), be prepared!
Redroaster – Very good coffee, which you can actually buy (queue Harry the fancy coffee fiend getting very excited), and an interesting menu. Feels cool, but not intimidating. Plus, marble and brass everywhere – Instagrams best friends, hah!
Lucky Beach Cafe – Right on the seafront – if it’s a warm day, go sit outside! Eating breakfast by the beach is the best. Really yummy breakfast menu, and I want all of their serveware. (I need to cool it with the stripes…)
Other great places that I didn’t photograph:
‘Tidy Street General Store‘ – full of Soeur and Rachel Comey, I walked in and it was all honestly my ultimate dream wardrobe. One day it will be mine, ONE DAYYY. Plus some cute ceramics and homeware accessories.
‘Magazine‘ – full to the brim with magazines on everything and anything
‘Family Store‘ – Stocks Stay Home Club; Forever supporting my fellow Canadian illustrators/designers!
Our main reason for visiting Brighton was to see Kishi Bashi at the Hope & Ruin. I have a real soft spot for Kishi Bashi, he is one of my favourite musicians of all time. I can honestly say that it was one of the best gigs I have ever been to. It was his last day of tour, so I think he was suffering from a bit of hysteria, but it just seemed to make it all the more personal. There were only 150-ish people there, so it felt more like a party than a gig. His voice was impeccable, and Harry and I can safely say that whenever he is in the UK (or Europe; I’d travel pretty far to see him again!), we’re going to see him again. And again. Aaaaaand again. Listen to him – nowww!