Sunday Sessions


Sunday for many mere mortals is the day of leisure and relaxation but for a career girl Sunday marks the day when you ‘get shit done’ in your personal life.

I awoke this morning feeling a little less hung over than yesterday, the only thing that stopped me from going back to sleep was the mountain of dirty clothes beside my bed threatening to tip over and suffocate me at any moment. 
After a quick shower I searched my room for a pair of clean underwear, the only thing that would suffice was a pair of knickers that said daddy$ rich across the bum and an old fluro pink Lulu Lemon sports bra. When you work in the lingerie business this is not a good sign. 
I put the underwear and spots bra on with a pair of ugg boots and headed downstairs to the laundry. I put a wash bag of lingerie, trench coat and work dresses on a delicate cycle and hit the girls up for a coffee run.
We all headed to Kepos St Kitchen for our morning lattes and watched the hipsters inhale their poached eggs while we waited for the barista to work his magic. 
Caffine tick.
Back at the Dirthouse I scanned over my agenda for the following week, Ms B painted her nails, Ms L went back to her boudoir for a few more hours of beauty sleep and Ms P began making breakfast. 
After inhaling the bacon it was time to put on my second wash. I picked up all my regular pairs of underwear, gym wear and socks with a long stick and threw them into the clean machine. I poured half a litre of detergent, softener and stain remover into the body of the beast and hit the heavy duty button about seven times. 
Exercise time!

“Oi, oi, oi, oi…”

“Ms P, Ms P, Ms P!” I hissed trying to get her to look up

“What!?” she turned around.

“Oh…that…”

Yes. That.

Tick, Tick, Tick.

One thing that is just as if not more important than a perve is to vere off the main track from time to time.

Grounding or earthing is a spiritual exercise with a fairly logical affect. City folk are you listening? When was the last time you took off your stilettos, cons or thongs and placed your feet on the bare ground? Felt the grass between your toes or the roughness of the rocks on the soles of your feet. Think about it, we don’t do it. There are many reasons why you feel better after going to the beach and one of the main ones is because you remove your shoes and allow your feet to sink into the sand, to swish through the waters edge. I don’t know why but it centres you and gives you an overall sense of wellness. It’s weird but I promise you it works, read more here

After a solid earthing session a super yacht came cruising into sight. I looked at Ms P and shook my head.
“I wonder who on earth you would have to sleep with to even go for a joy ride on that beast?” I asked her mesmerised by the sheer size of the thing and the way it glided effortlessly on top of the water.
According to Instagram the answer to that question is James Packer. I later found out that it was Miranda Kerr lounging on the back of the boat…Oh the things you see in Sydney.
After the walk we hit up Icebergs Cafe as usual – New Vittoria coffee cups made for an excellent photo op.

How to get the most out of your over priced coconut with Ms P:

1. Drink all of the coconut water
2. Using a straw start from the top on the coconut and scrape down the inside
3. Suck up the coconut flesh through your straw
4. Don’t care if onlookers glare at you like you’r a 5 year old kid eating spaghetti – you’re getting your moneys worth!

On the way home we stopped at Gnome to read Sneaky magazine, eat baguettes and leer at sickeningly style savvy Surry Hills folk. 
Every now and then I treat myself to a manicure. Ravishing red is the custom colour in my line of work…
By the time we got home it was nearly 5 pm. The only thing left to do was food prep! The below salad is inspired by the icebergs Super Grain Salad 
Yum!
This should last us a few lunches or until I decide to forego my new healthy eating plan for big dirty burger. No! Another thing that is so important for a career girl on a Sunday is to also check your state of mind. Take a few minutes on Sunday night to set up some goals for the week ahead, make sure the positive energy that you’ve gained from having a fulfilling Sunday carries over to the Monday regardless of how sad you are that another weekend is coming to an end. 
One of my personal goals for next week to stalk the absolute shit out of the Packer family and see if James has any strapping younger relatives. Now it’s your turn what do you want to achieve this week?
Set those goals in motion and make it happen career girl. If anyone can do it, you can!
Xx
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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