Clouds were heavy with stolen promises, pregnant with rain that pooled around our feet in frenzied haze. A bride resplendent in a white long gown braving the weather as she posed by the Tower Bridge, tourists peering into intimate celebrations, snapshots at the ready. Umbrellas poised to tackle windy days, a girl in a floral gown, rose gold courts on rain spattered pavements, we sought the solace that Ivy Tower Bridge would bring us, famished at the prospect. For despite the rain that tapped at our windows with the futurity of a composer, we were ready with smiles, as we stepped into an evening at the Ivy Tower Bridge With Pandora, where canapes, calligraphy and ensuing laughter would commence. There would be seasonal risotto encased with oozing melted cheese that was creamy perfection in our ravaged mouths, and who could forget the Belgium endive salad with vegan coconut cheese and grapes that slipped into our bellies with the grace of a prima ballerina? But the main event of course was the glorious bridesmaid collection , resplendent with charms that would make all our dreams come true. The fairytale crown charm was poignant and sweet, a regal memento of her bride’s special day who looked every inch the Queen she was, while the necklace collection had treats galore, did you not remember the Shimmering Wish Necklace in glorious sterling silver, beautiful pavé-set stones bringing a hint of glamour to everyday stylings?
Prosecco was poured into flutes with grace, red and white wine on the table ready to be poured. Heads tipped back, liquid poured into throats with ease, we gulped through bubbles, our hearts warm with desire. Butts seated on art deco seats, stained glass windows and portraiture on walls, the Tower Bridge dipped into consciousness once more, we would see the bride again dedicated to her craft, as we ate, laughed and drank, watching the world go round, wasn’t people watching fun? Our minds drifted back to our surroundings, the perfect backdrop for an evening with Pandora, oh how they entertained us. The vegetarians did not perish, they brought bounty to our table, as for allergies no problem, she munched and crunched until her belly was full. The pea and asparagus risotto with goats cheese, rocket and baby shoot salad went down a treat, oh how smooth and creamy it was. And what about the daintiness of the garden pea soup with ricotta, mint and lemon balm? Food aside it was time to join a calligraphy masterclass that Pandora had prepared, would we be master calligraphers or would our musings look like the meanderings of a child. Sadly for me it was the latter, a writer true, but a artist none, better with crafting words that conjured a story than blotting a paper with intricate italics, marveling at Dani’s curly masterpiece that even the teacher was delighted and impressed with.
It was true that I was no calligraphy aficionado, the scripted letters that formed across my blank page were scrawling impressions in a blank space. But nevertheless the girl in the floral dress continued, scrambling for vegetarian canapes with one hand, and ink in the other, careful not to spill the inky black liquid on her pristine satin gown. It was a blogger haven, picturesque views inside and out, the Tower coated in a misty haze, but the rain did nothing to detract from it’s wondrous beauty, the Bridesmaid collection gleaming tantalizingly by the window sitting neat and pretty, camera’s at the ready scooping up its glorious form. It was a night to remember and a good one at that, a welcome distraction from the rain that swirled and twirled outside in an energetic tango, umbrellas flying into stormy rivers. For now we transcended back into the wonderful world of Pandora, sterling silver gleaming as the sun went down and crawled back into the dark expanse of night. We thumbed charms in our calloused hands, marvelling at the intricacy of each and every design, as we cradled goody bags with our mythological shimmering wish necklaces in our waiting bags. Collective gasps around the room as bags unfurled a sterling silver treat that our eyes couldn’t resist, an allegoric symbol of hope and optimism that fed into Pandora’s wedding season collection oh so effortlessly. And who said that you needed a bride to succumb to the desiroious wiles of Pandora’s seasonal jewellery display, a wishing necklace as much a part of wedding season as it was during harsh winters, the icy snow frosting our windows in frozen delight?
But alas our time at the Ivy had come to a close, servers clearing up, bloggers leaving, calligraphic papers ready and waiting. We bid our goodbyes, giddy on good company, hoovering up the remaining desserts that tickled our senses, while we placed our jewellery wishes above our chests with glee, could our dreams come true? We whispered our dreams as silently as 1920 movies, as the song bird of night fled into the evening carrying our dreams withe grandeur into dreamland where shimmering wish necklaces would make all our dreams come true. And when Pandora went to sleep that night we entered the Ivy Tower Bridge would they remember our laughter and glee, a bubbling pot of Ecstasy and emotion that was as infectious as it was gracious, we could hardly believe our eyes. Only time would tell but together we dreamed in perfect harmony, where wishes came true on rotation, didn’t we deserve to be happy?
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Please note we were invited as guests of Pandora at The Ivy Tower Bridge to view their beautiful bridesmaid collection but all thoughts are my own and are not affected by complimentary services or events.