We resume our story on Thursday morning, dawning hazy, but by 6pm, all was well in the world and I headed to the launch of the Melbourne French Festival at Como House.

A celebration of all things fabulous and French – my personal favourites being champagne and macaroons – the sun shone on the gardens as we toasted the forthcoming festival. Paris2 Provence ran Friday to Sunday and while the rain fell most of the weekend, the French spirit would not be dampened.

Just hanging out with the boys…

A short trip down Chapel Street took us to our next destination, the Social Diary Christmas Party at Hoo Haa Bar. Having scored a plus one invite from a fabulous friend, I discovered Social Diary was THE party to be at, spotting people I knew left, right and centre.

The Gorgeous cosmetics girls touched up our make up and the boys from Topless Events showered us with drinks (and posed willingly for countless photos with desperate ladies. They had no shirts on. Don’t judge me). The party was fantastic and it was well into the night before I decided it was time for bed.

Just hanging with the girls… L – R: Erica, me, Angela, Pip and Emily.
Image thanks to J-Dawgworld.com

Friday rolled around and I felt like I had been on the go for weeks, rather than just three days. When the 5pm bell sounded, I almost dreaded it all starting again but one glass of wine at Gingerboy and I was back on track.

Dinner at the Imperial hotel (because Gingerboy was full, however, highly recommend as they have a brilliant gluten free menu) before my first visit to the Palace for the Boy & Bear concert. Not being a huge fan of the band – simple because I didn’t know that much of their work – I am now hooked; their rendition of Crowded House’s ‘Fall at your Feet’ giving me goosebumps.

As I wandered home after midnight again I had to wonder if I can keep this up til Christmas.…..