I have just come off one of the best weekends of my life. On Friday I celebrated my 28th birthday. I spent the whole day with Reece, ferrying from one planned activity to the next with plenty of delicious food in between. The day culminated in a surprise dinner at our usual date night joint with a few of my favourite people.
However the real highlight of the weekend was my hens night! Planned and executed by two of my best friends, it was full of things I love. I am still paying off my sleep debt, but I couldn't be happier having spent the last few days surrounded by people I just adore.
Over the past few weeks, I'd been starting to express all of the saved up anxiety I had surrounding the wedding planning process. I'd developed a rather negative attitude to all things nuptials. My hens night helped me re-focus on just how exciting it is to be getting ready to marry the love of your life, surrounded by people who are invested in your wellbeing. I could not wipe the smile of my face.
I booked us a suite at Crown Perth for the night and arranged for my wedding make up artist to come and give us a glam-injection. The girls took care of the rest of the evening; including a pick up in a chauffeured car and matching robes to get ready in.
I was shouted to dinner at my all time favourite eatery, Bistro Guillaume. If I was on death row, Guillaume's beef daube would be my final meal request. I'm toying with the idea of buying his at-home cookbook and making my way through it later in the year.
After dinner we headed back to the room to primp and prime for the second half of the evening; a private room atMinq Nightclub, complete with our own personal karaoke machine, which is where we met the rest of the hens gaggle. Not being a nightclub kind of person, the private room was an excellent plan. We kicked back on velvet lounges while our personal waiter took our cocktail/mocktail orders and served us sushi platters from Nobu.
My maid of honour gave me this adorable headband from Crown & Glory. It was the perfect alternative to a hot pink sash, or plastic penis headband - both of which I'd expressly banned in our planning.
We drank, nibbled and danced to songs of our own choosing with our super-up-for it party into the wee hours before retiring back to the room. I'd done a cheeky K-mart run the night before and decided it would be cute for us all to have matching PJ's to crash out in. I now also have a spare flanno shirt that reminds me of girly giggles and good times with my best friends.
The following day, we wound things up just as lavishly as we had started them; with a late check out and a luscious room service breakfast. There is nothing like fluffy french toast, a pile of crispy bacon and a strong coffee after sleeping in a big floaty hotel bed! One of my personal blisses in life!
It truly was a weekend to remember. Sitting down and writing about it makes me feel warm and fuzzy and it is a memory I will carry with me forever. None of it would have happened without the love and effort from these two amazing women (pictured above).
I've had trouble making friends most of my life, but I really hit my stride with friendships in my mid to late 20's. Finding women with whom you can connect on every level is rare experience and I am eternally grateful I've found two of them. They challenge me, support me, and encourage growth in the most important parts of me. Plus, they throw a wicked party. I can't thank either of them enough (or any of the other guests) for giving me such a wonderful gift. You girls are the best.