This weekend one of my besties introduced me to Peruke & Periwig for brunch. And oh man, it is the ultimate. Not just the decor, but the food and literal flaming cocktails are to die for. I had the French toast with a Walking Dead cocktail. A great way to start a Sunday if you ask me.
The ground floor is what I would imagine the Hog’s Head in Hogsmeade to be like in real life. Then upstairs. Oh, upstairs. It is my dream home. Velvet on anything that sits still, including the walls. Ornate picture frames, cloches, busts, tassels and more tassels. And dark. Soooo dark. I touched everything.
Serious design goals. My crappy phone pictures don’t do it nearly enough justice. I can totally envisage our [eventual grown up] house looking like this, juxtaposed with minimal chaise lounges and the likes. The atmosphere was pretty incredible.
As soon as I walked in, I knew I wanted to celebrate my impending 30th birthday here, starting with a killer brunch at Peruke & Periwig, surrounded with velvet.
If you are ever in Dublin, you must go to there if you can. A perfect escape from a rainy afternoon. It is yes.