Black & White

Ever since I started working at the PR firm I’ve been working harder and longer days, now when Friday comes around I can finally relate to the over whelming sense of relief and the insatiable desire to let loose that my housemates know all too well. So when the weekend finally arrived I couldn’t wait to whip out my little leather skirt and get down and dirty to the amazing 90’s music that plays at the Beresford every Friday night. The Beresford Hotel located conveniently at the top of Bourke St is a little piece of heaven in itself, with a buffet of eligible men and a super chilled vibe its a perfect place to kick off the weekend.
In the courtyard completely lit by lanterns, we enjoyed half a dozen glasses of white and the company of some nice young men. I  have never had so much fun dancing to Janet Jackson, Ginuwine and best of all the king of hip hop Biggie Smalls. After a hefty amount of tequila and a shot of absinthe I was well and truly on my way…
Nek Minit…
We’ve all had this moment, the morning after when you peel open yours eyes to find a large hairy body sprawled across your nice white sheets. You rack your poor brian trying to remember if you did it or not…lucky for me the answer was: not. At my request Mr. J had come over after work, i suggested to him  that we get a hotel room so I could order room service and watch pay TV (believe it or not my intentions were good). Mr. J and I have always had an innocent relationship, during the short period of time we dated we always found ourself doing weird things like lying for hours under the big Luna Park face in the middle of the night or having magnum eating competitions in the back of his shitbox car. Anyway we tried a couple of hotels but being the first day of the holidays all the rooms were booked out. Before we knew it we were back in my bed and I was taking photos of him in nothing but a leotard and a straw trilby hat. I forgot to mention that Mr. J is a model on the side and is fluent in Russian.  Look ladies and a few gentlemen I do this type of “investigative blogging” for you, its got absolutely nothing to do with me 😉 Enjoy.


Thank you for your services now take your suit jacket and leave.
 Yet another successful night.
 I can’t believe that this time week I’ll be another year older…Oh doesn’t time fly when you’re having  fun. X
Miss P
About me

Heaven on Bourke is a lifestyle blog created by Miss P, a twenty-something author of a Pleasure Guide pamphlet most commonly found in luxe vibrator boxes. True story! She loves to travel between her beachy hometown of Noosa and London's upmarket Notting Hill, where she writes a smut column for a lingerie empire. Off duty, Miss P brunches in the city and dates many interesting characters. All findings on real life, sex and love are recorded in this honest lifestyle blog for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy gorgeous!


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