As someone that lives a lifetime away from London (five hours, to be exact) I'm always on the hunt for top notch hotels that are central, stylish (for the gram, obvs) and somewhat affordable, which - as I'm sure a lot of you will know - isn't the easiest thing to find in the big city. However, a few weeks back I had the pleasure of staying at The K West Hotel & Spa, and it was so good I just had to spread the word.

Now, I have a little confession to make. Despite visiting London countless times over the year I still - quite frankly - have no idea where I'm going. Thank God for Uber. So you can imagine my excitement when I found out that the K West was literally a five minute walk from Shepherds Bush tube station. I didn't get lost once (and trust me, that's an achievement). The hotel itself was - as you can tell from the pictures - stunning. I could have literally spent the entire morning just Instagramming various parts of the lobby. 

The same goes for the room itself - it was honestly bigger than my first house! Upon arrival I was greeted with a platter of sweet treats, and instantly regretted scheduling a full day of meetings. I just wanted to sit in my big bed, plush robe on and watch reality TV whilst scoffing sweets. It didn't feel like I was smack bang in the centre of town. instead, it felt more like a little spa day getaway. Speaking of which..

The spa. Oh the spa. It was so unlike any other spa I'd been to. Of course, you had your saunas and steam rooms, but the real selling point? The snow room. It was literally like walking into an industrial freezer. Trust me, it was a whole lot more relaxing than it sounds. After spending some time in the saunas, the idea is that you head on into 'Snow Paradise' to help increase circulation and improve your immune system.

I must have spent hours alternating from various spa stations. From the snow room, to the sauna, to the hydrotherapy pool (lots of bubbles!) to the sanarium. I stayed right up until the spa closed, showered, and then snuggled up in bed for a good nights sleep. And boy oh boy, was it a good nights sleep. I could have probably stayed there all day if it wasn't for the lovely man that woke me up for room service the next morning. Being woken up is my least favourite thing, but being woken up with fresh pastries and smoked salmon bagels? I'll let that one slide. But seriously though, can I stay here like, every time I come to London? Serious question..

K West Hotel & Spa - Richmond Way, London W14 0AX

Two Days in Paris with Dove

I think it's just about any girl's dream to go to Paris. Most girls head there for the Eiffel Tower and the romance. Me? I traveled to a different country for stinky cheese and cheap wine. Monoprix? What an absolute game-changer. Good job France.

As well as my super market sight seeing, I did of course make my way to a few of the more touristy spots such as the Eiffel Tower, the Champs Elysee and ahem, Sephora (haul coming soon obv) but my main objective for being in the big city was to quite simply shoot an entire shop filled with soap. Really nice soap, though. Okay, maybe I need to get a little better at explaining myself here. What can I say? It's been a while.

So as some of you may know, I'm a content creator for Vidsy, which is essentially an online platform that hires out creators for brand work. They accept you onto a brief, you make a few short film clips for social media, they send it to the brands and you get a nice lump of cash at the end of it.

This time around, the brief was for Dove's new pop up store in Paris, where they had a station that allows you to personalise your own soaps as well as a station that allows you to mix and personalise your own products. I came out of that shop with the smoothest skin and more soap than I knew what to do with. Seriously, I must have looked like some sort of soap smuggling bandit when going through customs. Thankfully the boyfriend managed to persuade me to not bring 8 rounds of brie across the border - otherwise I would have definitely looked like I'd lost the plot.

They say a picture tells a thousand words, but let's face it, a whirlwind trip like this is way more exciting when you actually get to come along with me. So - for now at least - I'll leave you with a few shots of what I wore during my trip. As for the fun stuff - stay tuned for the vlog over on my Youtube channel!

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Summer Solstice with New DS 3 Cabrio


If you're a part of my Snapchat Fam (which by the way, I recommend you doing) you may remember that I went on a little adventure with New DS 3 a few weeks ago. I came back from a week of Turkish sun and headed straight to a not-quite-as-sunny Wiltshire for another two day break. Yeah, I don't know how I managed it either. It's a tough job going on two holidays in a fortnight.

So anyway, as most of you know I am not a Londoner. In fact, I come from a town so rural that the closest shop is a twenty minute walk. Needless to say, a driving license is pretty useful, especially when I find myself in the big smoke every week or so now. So when I was given the chance to drive around New DS 3 I decided that I wasn't going to waste the opportunity with a quick trip to the shops. Instead, I was going to face my on-going fear of long distance driving (New DS 3 has the best built in sat nav, thank god) and take a trip to Stone Henge to celebrate summer solstice. And you know..pamper myself silly at the Bishopstrow Hotel

Now, I love my own little car, but it's exactly that - little. New DS 3 Cabrio? Not so much. I've never been overly fussed about what I drive (much to my dad's dismay) and so I've always been pretty happy with the fact that - wait for it - my car has a cable to connect to my iPod. I literally thought that was some sort of technological miracle. So when I hopped in to New DS 3 and I was met with reversing cameras, parking sensors and - wait for it - wireless phone access, I felt like I had entered some kind of new age space ship. I mean, I could charge my phone by a designated USB port. Do you even realise how useful that is for a four hour journey?

Now, I don't mean to brag, but I tend to pride myself on my abilities to work just about anywhere. I've written blog posts on the train, on over night coaches, inside caravans, in the back of vans - you name it. And - as you can imagine - some of these vehicles haven't exactly been blogger-friendly. New DS 3 Cabrio, however, was practically made for gals on the go.

And since one blog post can only go into so much depth, I decided to vlog the entire trip for you over on my Youtube channel, featuring everything from food snaps, outfits of the day, a quick pamper routine, shots of the Summer Solstice festival and the most epic hotel tour ever.



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*This post is in collaboration with New DS 3*

Marbella with Mark Hill (and win a trip to Paris!)

Remember that time when I entered a competition to go to Marbella with Mark Hill? Well, the secrets out - home girl over here only went and won the bloody thing! So for any of you that followed me on Instagram (@cocochicblog FYI) last weekend, you'll already know the ins and outs of what I got up to in Marbs, but for those of you that don't...here's a little photo diary of what we got up to in the three days we were there. And yeah, before you ask, I'm still pale as hell. 

So during my three days of experiencing Marbella I experienced a bunch of emotions. I went two full days without really sleeping (sleepy Steph), ate my weight in free food (happy Steph), sipped Champagne in the middle of the day (dopey Steph), contracted a cold on the second day (sneezy Steph)  and found myself at places like Pangea, Ocean Club and the Melia Spa Hotel - which by the way, has the best buffet style breakfast imaginable. Needless to say all that equates to one big fat happy Steph. Basically, I pretty much became all of the seven dwarves whilst I was out there. Not bad going eh? Anyway..

Now obviously the whole trip was centred around a certain someone called Mark Hill, who is near enough the king of all things hair. In total we spent around two days with him and his partner in crime Julian and managed to get a preview of his new product re-launch (which is the bomb, BTW) that launches next month. Think sexy ombre packaging and some, er, interesting, looking appliances that work wonders on even the most badly behaved hair (AKA mine). A few of my favourite products from the launch have to be the XXL Volume Shampoo (hello anti-gravity hair) and the Mark Hill Styling Primer (which is pretty much a 500 in 1 product), purely because they're the perfect duo for lazy girls like me since they do pretty much everything with little to no effort.

And of course, a general favourite of mine had to be the Mark Hill team. No word of a lie, Mark is one of the nicest guys I've ever met, and I'm not just saying that because he gave my hurr a sexy lil update - pics coming soon of course - but because he genuinely was the definition of the word bae. And trust me, I don't use that word lightly (if ever). 

Anyway, I'm sure you're all being lovely humans and listening (or rather, reading) to me rant and rave about how much of a great time I had, but this hardly benefits you guys in anyway, does it? Sooo I've decided to give you guys a little heads up about a competition in which you can win a weekend trip to Paris for two with flights and hotels included (and a Michelin star meal to top it all off as well). The competition is open until October 31st and all you have to do to enter is share the hashtag #perfectparis2015 on Twitter, Facebook or LinkedIn. What, did you really think I was just going to boast for an entire blog post without giving you guys a lil summin? Pah.

Oh, I've never been to Paris, so you know, if you're wondering about who to take as your plus one I guess I could step in if I really had to. Take one for the team and all..

Huge huuuge thank you to Label PR and Mark Hill for organising our weekend away in Marbella, and shout out to my fellow blogging galz Emily, Charlotte, Whitney and Soph for being mega babes throughout the entire trip. Not sure I've ever seen so many people take flatlays of food at one time..