weekend love {a special edition}

{a handful of these images taken from mum's camera}

The HEN edition.

My baby sister will become a mrs in eight weeks. On Saturday afternoon, we threw her a kitchen tea with a twist. As matrons of honour, her instruction to middle sister and I, was something classy, fun, easy on the alcohol, no stripper (did she really think we were that classless?), just the afternoon/heading into early evening. I think it's fair to say, we delivered.

To start, Yarra cruise with champers, delectable nibbles and homemade cupcakes complete with Chanel signage (both their initials are C), followed by fancy pants high tea at the NGV, followed by some high hilarity bowling and drinks at Kingpin. There was some lovely puddle jumping and downright drenching going on in between events, walking to and fro, but after talking to the bride-to-be yesterday, she says she doesn't remember the rain. On Tuesday the forecast was 26 and sunny skies. Perfect for sailing the Yarra. Weatherman had changed his tune by Thursday. It turned out to be 21 and bucketing rain. All. Freakin. Day. It stopped raining when we left our final event to head back to the car. Of course it did.

So even though it was called a kitchen tea, it may have well been called a hen's day with the state the Gorman clad beauty ended up in. Good times.

Making our way from the NGV along Southbank, back to Crown, we passed these guys. They were AMAZING. And ridiculously appropriate.

{Joining in with the gorgeous Lou for Point + Shoot}