Last weekend I turned 34. What better excuse to frock up in my Sunday Best than for afternoon tea at the Windsor?
This fabulous vintage hat has been languishing alone and headless in a hatbox for almost two years…just waiting for the perfect occasion to make its debut. Finally it was time to come out and play…and boy did we have a grand old time!
Eyebrows – B Collection Brow Box
Eyeliner – Benefit Push Up Liner
Mascara – Max Factor False Lash Effect
Blush – e.l.f. “pink passion”
Lips – Red Sinner by the Lipstick Queen
Hat – Vintage
Brooches – Fairy Bread brooch from Lilli at Frocks & Frou Frou and vintage teapot brooch
Pearls – Faux from Lovisa
Gloves – Op Shop in Brisbane
Dress – Vintage Ann Taylor
Stockings – Gio Fully Fashioned nylons
Shoes – Target Ballet Flats
Ryan sent me off to the Hotel Windsor for two glorious nights and I started off my weekend with their famous, 130 yo, afternoon tea. My beautiful friend Donna shouted me…I have always wanted to go and it was so much fun. I even got a surprise birthday cake with candle and staff sang me happy birthday.
The fun didn’t stop there. Donna had always wanted to pay a visit to Madame Brussels and when she offered to shout me cocktails and a cheese platter I was more than happy to lead the way. I may have enjoyed a few too many glasses of the “Gin Garden” cocktail but birthdays are for indulging, right?
It was at Madame Brussels that I appeared to become famous. People legitimately came up and asked to have their photo taken with “moi”. I even received a proposal from a lovely gentleman. It would have been the perfect marriage of convenience, given that we both prefer our own gender. Just think how fabulous our house would be!
Before I fell into a long hot bath, nothing but a fur and ordered room service…I was able to get a few shots of me in the halls of the beautiful Windsor. Not sure who (if anyone) won the lotto…but I would awfully love to take up residence in the “Rupert Hammer” suite…call me!
What would be your dream event to dress up for? A fancy afternoon tea at the Windsor, like moi? Opening night of the Ballet in Paris? Dinner at the Captain’s table on the Queen Mary II on a transatlantic crossing? Tell me all about it!
Miss Fairchild xoxo