The Vintage Tea Party Year

My very thoughtful Mother-in-law to be picked up this gorgeous book for me at the local library and I just had to share it with you.
Whether you are looking to host a tea party for a birthday, hens party or wedding or simply tea for two, Angel Adoree has you covered with her publication ‘The Vintage Tea Party.’
I’m in love, if only this is what I had to study today instead of my legal text book!
Have a wonderful day honeys xx

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Heaven in the Wairarapa

We had the most magical Saturday morning.
It was the second time we visited Poppies Winery and the service was as impeccable as our first visit.
Poppy is so very passionate about her wine, she talks about it as if each varietal was her favourite child. The venue is absolutely beautiful, you can just tell that this is her and her husband’s dream brought to life, a real labour of love.
We ordered a glass of 2014 Sauvignon Blanc and a tasting platter. 16 variations of deliciousness lovingly selected from local produce.
Poppies in Martinborough is well worth the visit, especially on such a stunning day.

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1920’s Glam

It doesn’t get much more fun than dressing up like flapper girls, sipping Gin Rickey’s and swiping Besame Cherry Red lippy.

The gorgeous Claire from The Vanity Case taught us how to curl and pin our hair ‘Great Gatsby’ style and how to rouge our cheeks as if we had just stepped off of a Hollywood set.

So much fun with wonderful friends, see for yourselves what it was all about.

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High Tea Honeys First Birthday at Louis Sergeant Sweet Couture

Thank you, thank you, thank you, every single one of you. Those who have joined the High Tea Honeys this past year and made it along to an event or two. Thank you even to those who have enjoyed watching from the sideline and are yet to join us. Without committed members, we have no events and without events, we don’t have an opportunity to welcome new people into our lives and I tell you what, I have met some wonderful women this past year. Women I am so proud to call my friends, friends that will be friends for life.

About a month ago, we celebrated the High Tea Honeys first birthday at Louis Sergeant Sweet Couture. Louis Sergeant is a delightful French patisserie in the heart of Wellington CBD. The décor is humble yet elegant, shiny black resin chairs, deep mahogany tables, the walls lined with mirrors.

Our maître de let us make ourselves comfortable and before a quick thank you speech from me he proceeded to pour glasses of bubbly for everyone at the table, I wish I caught the name of it but regardless, it was chilled, sweet, bubbly and delish.

Bubbly was followed by tea menus, all with curiously exotic names such as City of Lights and 4 Saisons. Black tea with hints of vanilla, cinnamon tea with spices galore – amazing.

We ordered our tea and carried on chatting away happily, soaking up the ambience. Then the food was brought out to us, three mirrored tiers filled with beautifully presented, bite sized, deliciousness. Savoury options included a beetroot jelly cube, cauliflower purée, salmon with caviar, and a tiny beef profiterole. The next layer up was my personal fave – a mini cherry gateaux, a hazelnut chocolate cup and a mini chantilly cream filled scone. On the very top tier we had a single passionfruit and chocolate French macaron – not flavours I would normally consider together but the tartness of the passionfruit was nicely offset by the sweet chocolate buttercream filling and the bitter cocoa sprinkled on top.

In true High Tea Honeys fashion, we stayed until we were politely shuffled out the door as they closed up shop for the evening. Thank you to the ladies who made this event what it was, it was so nice to see so many new faces for the first time at our birthday and I look forward to another year of friendship and fun with you all.

Photo by Michelle de Klerk

High Tea @ Louis Sergeant Sweet Couture Photo by Michelle de Klerk