Six years ago I moved to New London, New Hampshire to go to a little school snuggled in between rolling hills and quiet cafes filled with authors and artists. I shared a room with a lovely British girl named Jess from Croydon - just south of London, England who taught me how to make a proper cup of tea and say pizzer instead of pizza. I was no where near aware back then that one day we would be living close to each other again in the future and that this time it would be me who would be living outside of my country.
Matt and I moved to the London area in 2011 and now Jess and her husband Luke are our guides. They took us to Luke's family apartment above, in an old pirate smuggling building in the South Coast of England. Jess and I ventured to the nearby town of Brighton on a misty day arranged for cafes and vintage shops instead of the pier and carousel. We've vowed to go back in better weather and I hope we do. ♥
Here is a mini guide to Brighton from Hjartesmil that got us into the little vintage shop treasure spots. Tic-toc cafe was lovely and yes I got a little carried away with the roses. We found it when we heard some old old music playing oustide and it looked like a safe warm haven inside - and it was! There was red velvet cake with lemon buttercream frosting and sparkly sprinkles with lattes all around.