all luxed out

HOW MUCH LUXURY can a girl bear? Heaps I reckon, and lately I’ve had enough to keep me going for, well, at least a week.
Anyone who knows me knows I’m a girl with simple needs (cough). Give me a sauv blanc and mates, and I’m set. But hey, I’m not going to knock back a little luxury when it’s offered to me.
Like last weekend, I was invited to my girlfriend Freddie’s place for a Become Skincare party. I was a bit suss about going along because the last time I went to one of these shindigs I spent a hundred bucks on a heap of plastic containers I didn’t need. But I digress. There we were, six cackling chicks and one token boy, hydrating and exfoliating our skin with luxurious skincare products. The “bloke”, Freddie’s flatmate Rodriguez, was only allowed to stay if he served drinks – now that’s a luxury. But he was a good sport – a big, beefy bloke wearing a hydrating face mask is pretty funny stuff. Sorry Rod.
The weekend before I was with another bunch of crazy girls at Stradbroke Island staying in one of their luxe homes. Unreal sea views, Champagne, beautiful food, karaoke at the bowls club and so many laughs that our abs got a severe workout. My heart is with Moreton Island, but I’ll admit there’s nothing like the Gorge Walk at Point Lookout to make you appreciate how beautiful our beaches are – a luxury in itself.
A week or so before that, I was in a stretch Hummer with more cackling women (What’s with women? We’re either cackling or crying!) after a Style lunch at Chalk Hotel. Champers flowing, we were on our way for a spot of retail therapy at NV Fashion – as you do. Not a bad way to shop, I’ve gotta say.
Anyway, you get the drift. I’m luxed out. What I really want is a good book and a lie down. If only I could find some bland new friends…

cheers Tracy xxx

CORRECTION: In the Price of Luxury feature story in our July issue, we incorrectly stated that Herringbone was in involuntary administration. Herringbone was in voluntary administration earlier this year, but has since become a subsidiary of the German-based van Laack label and continues to trade under the Herringbone brand. Our apologies for any confusion.