A central Brighton party house. A weekend of wining and dining. Shower Karaoke. Photo booths. Pizzas and a party pigeon. Sequins, cocktails, walks along the pier and coffee on the roof. 3am fish and chips. A lingering Sunday lunch. The kind of hours that are so exhaustingly full of love yet immediately leave you wanting more once the final guest has gone. A few words to sum up the big feelings I have for this selection of family and friends who truly helped me welcome this new decade in the most memorable way.
I couldn’t have asked for a nicer, brighter 30th Birthday.