Ginger on the way to ze plane.
The Qu'oran and I.
The switch strapped in for takeoff.
Ahem. So Joy and I started our weekend with a faaaaaaaaabulous Japanese fusion dinner with our extraordinarily handsome friend Jim, a super producer with a super heart of gold who opened up the doors to his beautiful apartment to house us troublemakers over the weekend.
Jim in his everyday handsome lounging attire.
After a few lychee martinis and delicate Japanese grub, including Camembert with miso and garlic (drool), we frugged at the Colombian and propositioned the handsome security man for a dance to no avail. Sydney 1, Hot Couture 0.
Saturday began as they always do - with a big, fat, steaming breakfast at our favourite Turkish feedbag called Mint on Crown Street. Pinkie swear, this stuff is not food; it's manna direct from heaven.
A lady with good taste in everything, especially hired staff and fried meat.
This delicious mushroom toast was injected via intravenus approx. 2 seconds later.
After shopping on Crown Street, we nappity napped before getting our green on for the party to end all parties. Hosted by aforementioned Costume Designer and all-round hostess with the Mostess, Gypsy Taylor and friends, this Halloween shindig is unlike anything you've probably been to. With nary a Leg Avenue nurse costume in sight, everyone really goes out with homemade costumes - the more effort one puts into their garb, the higher the accolade bestowed upon by this fun lovin' group of creatives. Voila the evidence.
Gypsy, Queen of Halloween and Toddlers and Tiara's lil' beauty Queen gone oh-so-wrong.
Employer and Employee working late at the office.
Muvva and sonny boy.
The apps! Oh the apps!
Ginger 'Doreen' Danger.
As you can see, a rockin' party to the utmost Heidi and Seal efforts. No one could possibly not have had fun at this little intimate shindig and we were so happy to fly over for the event! Thanks Gypsy and co. for putting so much effort into the best Halloween everrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!
Evidence that said Halloween was indeed the 'best ever'. Ergo, I literally danced through my shoes.
The next day, Joy, Ginger, Jim and I were kinda screwed up in the leg department so we trotted down Oxford street -
- and treated ourselves to an amazingly relaxing thai massage after swimming in Jim's faaaabuous pool. Ginger went home soon after (boo hoo!) and we sped over to Tamarama to catch the Scuptures By The Sea exhibition. Gettaload of these two hootenanny-ers 'supporting the arts':
After roast pork and fairy floss (mmm hmm) dinner at The Winery, Joy out partied us both and pretended to be tired when she wasn't to make Jim and I feel less like party poopers. Jim has an excuse being a 75-hour-per-week job but me? Hungover like a horse. Just sayin.
Monday morn we had a delicious organic breakfast with Gypsy featuring creamed corn and something Mexican:
Too bad the only pic I have is of boring ol' pouring water.
We swam and hung out at the Qantas lounge before Joy jetted away in the midst of a lightening storm and I got stuck in Syndey overnight for perhaps the most nauseating 12 hours in existance, but hey, what a weekend.
Until Halloween 2011 Hot Couture compadres!
xx Love Stav xx