Melbourne Today
Oh, you Mothers out there will love this - I woke up at 9:15am!!!! Whoa! Narae and I had breakfast in The Crystal Club- me strawberries, yoghurt and a latte, Narae, fruit and camomile tea (ok, we had some pastries too!). We set off for the day in our incredibly quiet Holden from Avis and made a stop over at Mecca Cosmetica for some Nars gold nail polish. But, alas - no Nars. Apparently they stopped stocking Nars a couple of years ago - gulp. The sales assistant was good though, very good. She managed to talk me into buying an awful colour from their own brand of nail varnish. Narae tried to tell me otherwise, but true to form, I couldn't be told and so purchased the offending colour. The Sales Assistant was so good that she even painted it on for me. It wasn't her fault that it was an god awful colour!
We then made our way to a meeting at Albert Park to see the gorgeous Alex from Sambag. They have some glorious fedora hats, which I coveted but couldn't afford. Our meeting was so interesting, that 2 hours flew by with it feeling more like 30 minutes. Afterwards, I had every intention of taking Narae past Sam Newmans house but totally forgot all about it. His house has a hologram of Pamela Anderson infused across the front, over two floors.
Being a fashion designer herself, I thought she would appreciate the artistic factor (a-hem). We're going to see the Dali exhibition tomorrow, she'll no doubt get the comparison.
We decided to park the car and walk around the city, which was hard to do in my Barbara Bui boots. But it was important because I was now hell bent on exchanging my nail polish, which, by this point had declared itself to be hideous. After about 20 minutes of walking around the stores, we reaffirmed our belief in the fact that both Australian and International fashion imports are ridiculously overpriced (compared to on-line shopping, of which we are big fans).
Back to the
Hotel, new polish on board and we were back up to
The Crystal Club for drinks and a chat with the breathtakingly beautiful Kate Hurst. A couple of glasses of Geisen later and we had to call it a night. Three days and nights of back to back Melbourne activity and we are feeling like we need the break of returning to our normal lives in Sydney. I just spoke with Brad and he is out on the town, taking full advantage of me being away. The children are safe and sound in their beds and I would give anything right now to be there, kissing them on their heads and watching their beautiful sleeping faces. Another 24 hours and I will.
Tomorrow we're headed off to the Trigeminal Neuralgia Australia Conference in the Yarra Valley, as you may know if you’ve read this blog before I am the patron of the association and so will have to give a speech. We'll say a sad farewell to Crown, pop in there for several hours of lectures on the illness and make our way back in our Avis Holden. Can't wait to be home.
That said, give me 12 hours back there and I'll be pinning for my fluffy bed, prompt room service and uninterrupted baths.
Lots of love, Mel (and Narae) xx