With one of my closest girl friends getting married next month, this Easter weekend was the big Hen Do party in Liverpool.

We arrived up north on Good Friday, checking into the coolest little Airbnb tucked right in the centre of the city.

After dropping our bags we headed straight out for a wander around the docks, easing into the weekend with a little sightseeing and, of course, some shopping because it would be rude not to.

What started as a grey, cloudy afternoon slowly transformed into the dreamiest candy floss pink sky sunset.

Back at the flat later that afternoon it was time to crack open the vino, put out some nibbles, and settle into that familiar, comforting rhythm of girly chats and laughter.

Friday night took us to Duke Street Market where we met up with the bride-to-be and the rest of the hens.

The vibe was effortlessly cool, and so was the outfit with a pair of dark wash denim, a grey off the shoulder asymmetric top, leopard print mules, and my trusty Coach handbag.

Dinner was very much ‘girl dinner’ coded; a chicken Caesar salad paired with truffle chips, a simple but elite combo.

A good nights sleep was needed ahead of the official Hen Do on Saturday.

We kicked things off at 11am with a wholesome pottery session complete with Buck’s Fizz to warm up for the day ahead.

We had the most fun and silly hen outfit for the bride; #365partygirl energy.

Proud of our creations, some more artistic than others, we headed to one of the bridesmaid’s houses where Dominos pizzas and more bubbles were waiting.

The bride took centre stage for a hilarious round of Mr & Mrs which had us all crying with laughter.

After a quick recharge, it was time to get ready for the evening celebrations. With the brief of dark colours for the hens, I went for an all black look styled with a vintage Jaeger oversized blazer and my velvet green Sandro bag for a subtle pop of colour.

Dinner was booked at A Tavola Deli in the trendy East Village of Liverpool.

We were treated to an Italian feast with everything from creamy burrata and classic pizza, to succulent lamb shank and spicy pasta.

It was all served family style so we could have a taste of it everything and each dish was absolutely divine.

We stayed for hours not leaving until gone 8pm, completely full and slightly giddy from the wine and the wonderful company.

Thankfully we got a cute group photo altogether outside of the restaurant before the bride tribe descended into fabulous chaos for the rest of the night!

Bars, dancing, more bars, maybe a club or two… the kind of night where nothing really matters except being together, laughing until your cheeks hurt, and celebrating your best friend as she steps into her next chapter.

Sunday morning arrived a little too quickly, heads slightly sore yet spirits still very high. And honestly, it was worth it for the hilarious moments and wonderful memories made.

The most special weekend for our gorgeous bride-to-be; bring on the wedding day ❤