If you live in south-east Queensland you would be aware that last weekend’s weather was not the kindest. I’m talking rain. Rain of gigantor proportions.
Rain that could only be described as relentless.
On that rain-soaked Friday night, I sat there one glass in hand, one on my iPad’s rain radar app (geek I am) and started to outfit plan, in hindsight an incredibly self-indulgent and trivial act when unbeknown to me communities nearby were getting inundated by water.
The next day was my step-mum’s 60th birthday. Now, my parents do not do things by halves … or sedately for that matter. They have always been BIG birthday celebrators. And when it comes to a birthday ending in “0”, well … hold on for the ride.
This particular ride involved the party starting at lunch time and then heading on a bus to Brisbane’s South Bank precinct. On a treasure hunt. A mini Amazing Race if you like. This is not the first of these that my parents have organised. They’ve been doing them since Expo ’88. As I said, NOT low-key celebrators.
Anyhoo, back to the outfit plan. It was potentially going to be still raining and cool.
Hello, new red NYDJ coloured jeans that make me feel like I’ve got a body for jeans when I don’t. Oh, yes. I see you winking at me from my wardrobe. You’re coming out to play.
I worked the jeans back with black and white neutrals, threw on a trilby hat and sunnies and entered into the spirit of the afternoon. Our team actually came second, which was pretty good going because I can tell you once I got as far as the new Stokehouse bar and restaurant, those red jeans really, really wanted a cocktail and a sit down.
Dad, can you please plan that into the quiz for next time? That is all.
PS. More on the marvellous ghd Air later in the week. Let’s just say I’m very impressed.
PPS. Disclosure: NYDJ Australia is sponsoring me to attend and speak at the Digital Parents Conference in Melbourne on March 30. Hurrah! Yes, I’ll be rocking those red jeans which they gifted to me … with something else. Most probably leopard print heels. And a top. And a jacket. Can’t wait.
With autumn starting tomorrow, how’s your weekend wardrobe looking for the change of seasons? Can you remember what’s in there that you wore last autumn?