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Forget the fairy lights and scented candles. Londoners know the real mood makers are neon signs. Big, brash, and noisier than a drunk bloke on the Central line, neon is making a comeback, and it’s got opinions. From Soho’s raunchy leftovers to Shoreditch’s curated chaos, neon signs are London’s emotional support lights. They shout, sparkle, tease, and sometimes flicker out—but that’s just how they roll. Truth is: London is a grey city. It spits on you.

The buildings look like they were drawn with no joy. So when a blazing pink sign says "Werk It" from the window of a café you can’t afford, it means something. It’s instant serotonin. And it’s not just for the ’gram. Neon signs have a legacy here. That neon palace in Walthamstow? Legendary. If you haven’t been, neon lights for sale go. Bring your shades. Maybe a spare lens, just in case. Neon is the visual equaliser. Pubs, barbers, even pet groomers are lit up.

Throw in a glowing "Live. Laugh. Lease." and suddenly your studio tour feels like a TikTok set. And the phrases. "It Was All A Dream." Neon signs flash it all while you sip a cocktail out of a jam jar. Cheesy? But also oddly motivating. Like being hugged by a disco ball. Neon in London isn’t just decor. It’s part rebellion, part drama, and completely over-the-top. It says: "Yeah, the rent’s insane and your coffee costs £6, but look at this pink lightning bolt.

Now go vibe." So next time you see one—probably in a pub loo, flashing "You Got This" as you question your life choices—just smile. The sign believes in you. Even if it’s buzzing.