So guys, I'm afraid I have a confession to make. It's November, and I'm wearing a Christmas jumper. I'm burning festive smelling candles and I've made (and eaten) two gingerbread houses within the past week. Needless to say, I'm a big old fan of the festivities.
But anyway, those of you that are subscribed to my Youtube channel may remember that last month I journeyed off to London with Virgin to review one of their experience days. Could you imagine my excitement when I found out that I was going to be experiencing a four course cream tea cake fest at Harrods? I've never eaten so many scones in my life. Wait, did I mention it was practically an all you can eat? The poor people at Harrods didn't know what hit 'em.
As for the menu (which I know you're all dreaming about as you read this) - it was okay. And by okay, I mean that it was the most delicious thing in the world. Looking back at the above photos even gives me some sort of pain in my heart. Then again, that might be the trifle talking.
So the afternoon tea started out with - of course - a good old pot of tea. But not just any tea, no sir, it was the special no.15 Georgian blend that took my fancy. And whilst I'm very much a milk and two sugars, PG tips kind of girl, I must admit that, actually, it tasted pretty damn perfect. And as we all know, the way to a Brit's heart is...through a cup of tea. Some girls like diamonds, I just want a sugary cup of caffeine.
Okay so enough about tea. The main selling point of the day was the food. The perfectly formed, bite size, delicious little squares of food. As with most cream teas (I say that like I'm such a cream tea connoisseur) it all started with the finger sandwiches- which I had multiple rounds of - followed by a serving of miniature cakes and pastries that I quite literally couldn't stop eating. In fact, the only thing that stopped me from eating those mini bites of perfection were..the bigger bites of perfection - AKA the scones. Plural. After about four of them I finally felt like I was ready to throw in the towel, until the waiter advised us that the best was yet to come. And oh, how it was. Ladies and gentlemen, if there's one thing you ask for this Christmas, make it a Harrods trifle. I wish I was joking. Some people want puppies - I just want a pot of custardy fruity goodness. Okay, and maybe a puppy.
Ahem. Anyway. Of course - as you'd expect - Harrods was decked out in the most exquisite Christmas gear (even in October), so perhaps that was what kicked me up the festive arse this year. London was dressed up to the nines, I was donning some of my best day wear (because, well, when in Harrods..) and the amount of food on offer could only be compared to the amount of food I scoff at Christmas. Only ever so slightly more civilised. Slightly. I've never had the best table manners..
So it's no wonder I'm already in Christmas-mode, since I've practically already convinced my stomach that it's perfectly normal and acceptable to eat five times your body weight in sugar for no apparent reason. Hey, start as you mean to go on, I say!
And now onto the title of this post - because you're probably wondering what this wonderful thing could possibly be - this year, to celebrate my first proper Christmas with you guys I've decided to do my own version of the Twelve Days of Christmas. Only instead of giving you a bunch of french hens and turtle doves I've decided to give twelve different fashion, beauty and lifestyle prizes every day from Tuesday. And hey, why not throw #vlogmas into the mix while I'm at it as well?
Now to kick off the festive season I'd love for you guys to tell me exactly what it is that gets you in the Christmas mood - whether it's the food, the late night shopping, anything! Just leave it down in the comments section down below, alongside one thing you're wishing for this Christmas. You never know, it might appear in the giveaways!
[This post is in collaboration with Virgin Experience Days, but all thoughts (and soon-to-be-fillings) are very, very much my own.]