Spotlight On…Coco & Kate

Coco & Kate

Coco & Kate is one of the few bridal boutiques that really lives up to the hype. By ‘hype’, I mean the magical place you envisage upon getting engaged…where wedding dress dreams are made.

Nestled in the quaint village of Hatton in Warwickshire (we saw an actual peacock majestically roaming the cobbles on our approach), Coco & Kate is everything a bridal boutique should be: welcoming, intimate, and superbly stylish.

I’m a self-confessed girlie-girl, and everything — from the exquisitely-scented candles and cute-as-a-button cupcakes, to the delicate blush roses and deliciously pink Prosecco — spoke to my love of all things feminine. What’s more, Sophie (owner extraordinaire) is the epitome of warmth. She welcomed us with a hug and a smile, and I love people who hug and smile.

As soon as we walked through the door, we were made to feel effortlessly at home. Sophie guided us through the rows of exquisite dresses (but left us free to browse in the most leisurely of ways), brought us bubbles (and kept them topped up throughout our visit), and never once made me feel rushed (vital when you are prancing around playing princesses with a tiara on your head and a smile on your face).

Stockists of Watters, Anna Campbell, Martina Liana, Love Marley, and the inimitable Hayley Paige (I was lucky enough to be the first to try on the new ‘Dori’ gown — it’s a stunner), there really is something to delight every bride. And the accessories are to die for — think blinging jewellery, divine veils, breathtaking headpieces and stunning shoes.

So if you’re a bride-to-be looking for a wedding dress to wow, I can’t recommend this delightful bridal boutique highly enough. Thank you Coco and Kate; you rock!

Love Emma xxx

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Spotlight on…Hotel Gotham


Decadence; luxury; glamour. Just three of the words that spring to mind when I look back on our stay at Manchester’s newest bespoke hotspot, Hotel Gotham. From the valet parking and welcome cocktails, to the superbly sumptuous bedding and in-room butler martini service, we were wowed from the get-go.

Our first anniversary was always going to be a special time for us; in a whirlwind romance that saw us exchange ‘I love yous’ after five weeks, postcodes after six, and a blinging engagement ring a few short months later, this milestone was a chance to reflect on the happiness of the past year. And like everything else in our lives, it had to be done in style.

Living in a cottage (in a relatively sleepy area), a buzzing city break was the order of the day. And after a recommendation from one of the most stylish couples I know, Gotham jumped straight to the top of our ‘must-stay’ list.

Residing regally in trendy Kings Street (housing Manchester’s business district and designer shops alike), Gotham perfectly encapsulates the glitz and glamour of 1920s Manhattan. And despite a nod of its cap to the caped crusader in name, Hotel Gotham keeps it classy — with subtle references to its namesake (the swag bag was a particular favourite), and its former use as a bank (with gold bars dotted playfully throughout).

The bed was quite simply the comfiest creation ever conceived: the only downside being that we no longer enjoy our own bed. Or pillows. Or duvet. The next time we stay (there will undoubtedly be a next time) we plan on spending much more of our visit between the sheets…to bask in high thread-count heaven.

And then there’s the shower. Oh, the shower. Plenty big enough for two, the monsoon waterfall is a cascade of pleasure that we could have luxuriated in all the livelong day (if we didn’t have to check out by 11).

Since leaving yesterday morning, we’ve lamented the loss of that shower many times…

Everything about Hotel Gotham enhanced our anniversary experience to the full — including the affable bar staff. Our martini man (who skilfully whipped up wet and dry martinis in the comfort of our room) was also manning Club Brass that night (the hotel’s rooftop, £500-a-year, private members bar); he made an espresso martini (my go-to drink of choice) that trumped all others — London cocktail-hotspots included.

I’m about as fussy as they come (to which Mr Me & Thee will undoubtedly testify), and I couldn’t fault it. We enjoyed Club Brass so much that we managed to convince the obliging bar staff to host a gin lock-in. Unfortunately this lasted about ten minutes until I fell asleep at the bar and had to be taken to bed. But the hangover was well worth it. And so was the price-tag.

Hotel Gotham really does think of everything (including hangover and intimacy kits, and truly stylish umbrellas for those inevitable Manchester downpours). So if you’re looking for somewhere special to spend those naughty nights away, we’d recommend grabbing the bat phone and making a reservation pronto. You won’t be disappointed.

Love Emma (Miss Me & Thee) xxx

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