This last weekend, the much anticipated Girls Weekend Away, was the best weekend I have had in ages. Maybe forever. We laughed, we drank, we talked, we invented new swear words, we went out for dinner & breakfast, we shopped, we might have planked.
Mostly, we drank & laughed.
I will attempt to convey the hilarity through photos but it was tough to make a selection that where fit for the public eye - so I'm sorry but there will be no photos of boobies photo bombing, or anyone licking up a spilt cocktail off the counter, even if it was a Cock Sucking Cowboy.
The view from our luxury apartment on level 54 of the iconic Q1 building in the Gold Coast. I often joke that the Gold Coast deserves it's own CSI show because it is a hotbed of vice & debauchery, & then they made The Strip. I couldn't see any vice from our window, mostly because we were so high up, but there was a fair bit of debauchery in our room.
My friend J & I were lucky enough to score the single beds, which was great, because I was worried my tossing & turning would have kept her up all night. It didn't matter because my snoring kept her up anyway..sorry J. xx
After unpacking we quickly started drinking. We had bought a huge amount of alcohol & needed space in the car on the way home for the shopping..
After a few bottles of wine & about 8 shooters, I was laughing so hard that I actually did split my pants. Yes, that is my arse. But not my fingers..anyone?
Hangover Installation on the kitchen bench.
The next day we went shopping & I decided on a whim to get my hair cut. Chop it! I said to a hairdresser I have never seen. Thankfully, she did a brilliant job. Notice the watermark on this photo? Dannimezza took this when R & I popped up to level 62 to say hello to some friends at the Hello Blogger Event, who by some spooky coincidence where also staying at the same place on the same weekend. You can read about their weekend here, here & here. And another 8 other blogs if you want to blog hop around, they had a ball!
While we where at a restaurant, J walked out of the Ladies with a metre of toilet paper tucked into her pants. Um, is that supposed to be there my dear? asked a sweet old lady. Of course! said J, sweeping it over her shoulder like a scarf & returning to our table. She is a goddamn Rock Star!
Lucky we where all laughing ourselves silly, because the food was a bit ordinary.
Whatever! Back to the hotel for more drinking!
Mojitos are so yummy, & minty fresh.
Is there anything in my teeth?
S modelling some of her day's shopping haul.
After this R & I popped up to say hello to the bloggers & returned to find grown women, in their pyjamas......
...planking!!
on 8 foot tall vases!
We all had a go at planking on a step ladder, & then
decided that it was more sensible to create a plank stacker.
Fuck, what a laugh!
Just what my core muscles needed after all the planking, another eggs Benedict.
This photo isn't blurry because of my camera, it's actually my eyes this time.
Best. Weekend. Ever.
xx