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Monday, 25 June 2012

Rise and shine it's Ascot time....

Rise and shine, it's Ascot time!

As some of you may be aware, I attended the Royal Ascot Races held on Saturday 23 June. Out came my glad rags, fake tan and the biggest hat known to man kind. I was up at 5 30 am and was off on the tube at half 7 to get to the races at a respectable time. The first glass was consumed at approximately 11 am. The last, well, it is all a bit hazy after half 12.

Just joking. I am a classy girl, none of that drunk nonsence.

I had an absolutely fabulous time which started and finished with champagne and celebration. I got to watch Black Caviar win her 23rd race in a row and I can tell you- it was quite exhilirating! Although she comes from Australia, as a New Zealander I felt I could claim her victory.

Anyway, I'll leave you to look through the photos... please be warned that a lot of champagne was consumed and subsequently, the quality of photo taking dimished slightly. Still it was a grand occasion and I even saw Her Majesty the Queen.




Giant hat!

Black Caviar!!!!

Sneaking in wine....classy as per usual

Go Black Caviar!!

Right at the fence!

The beginning of the end

Tuesday, 5 June 2012

The world is mine

I have two words to say to you all.

David Guetta.

One thing that I said I would do when I decided to move to London, was to take advantage of the big named artists that perform over here. I mean, lets be honest. New Zealand doesn't really get that many big names performing, whereas London, it is almost a weekly occurance.

The other thing that I said that I would do when I moved to London, was to always say yes to an invitation and make the effort to go out and meet people. Now I know that you're all probably thinking that that sounds like something I would do anyway. But let me tell you- it is easier said than done. You see, London is a lot harder to get around and it can never be as simple as heading out for a few drinks and then catching a quick cab home. A quick cab home for me would take roughly 30 minutes from central London and up to an hour from North London. Therefore, if I want a night out, I have to plan it with the upmost care and caution to ensure that I;

 a) don't get stranded and b) don't end up spending my rent on a cab fare.

With all that in mind, I have been really good at heading out for a drink or two in the city and then catching the tube home before it closes. Last friday however, I was offered an opportunity that I just couldn't refuse. David Guetta.  For only fifty quid, I got myself a ticket to watch David Guetta perform at the infamous Alexandra Palace. For those of you who don't know who David Guetta is (mum and dad), I strongly suggest you google him. He is kind of a big deal.

After a tough week at work, I was really looking forward to going out in London and seeing Mr Guetta live. He did not disappoint.

I had an absolutely fabulous night and a brilliant start to the Jubliee weekend. I would go in to more detail, but pretty much I spent the whole night jumping up and down and well- dancing my socks off. Needless to say, my shoes had to be thrown out the next day. That's how hard I partied. Boom.

PS: Did I mention that I got a new phone? All of you out there with Viber and Whatsup- call me.

Adieu for now!