Get Looser in Noosa


Everyone has that friend. She’s remarkable
in her own weirdness, lives to expose the obvious in all uncomfortable
situations. Like that time she told your mum you got a Brazilian wax, why would you do that? no one likes a hairy…she’s the
friend who makes you laugh the most and
tells it like it is, whether you like it or not.
When it’s that friend’s birthday everyone
migrates from the four corners of the world to attend her party, not because
they feel inclined to but because you know that it’s going to be a cracker.
Someone will sleep with someone they went to school with, someone will pass out in an inappropriate place and everyone will have a raging good time.
Ms P loves parties too so I thought I’d invite
her away with me for Rita’s birthday.
The flight from Sydney to Noosa is so short that you
can barely make use of the in flight service and therefore we recommend getting to the airport an hour in advance, to sample the alcoholic beverages in
the lounge.

Don’t get too tipsy or you might miss your private jet and accidentally board a Jetstar flight like we did. Dammit I hate when that happens!

Is it just me or does the sky appear brighter, lighter and more cheerful the further away you get from the big smoke? 
Once we landed, Ms P and I headed straight from the airport to Hasting Street. For her first trip to Noosa I had to take her for a late lunch at Bistro C.

“What a view!” She said marvelling at the ocean hairy Brazilian expat topping up our water glasses.

I couldn’t help but notice his striking resemblance to a certain someone…

…and then our pancakes arrived topped with mouth watering honeycomb butter.

The conversation that went with the photo below was “Are you sure that’s not Noosa boy? are you sure!” “how do I look?” “I’ll just casually sip this cold coffee and hope to god he doesn’t notice me.”

A distraction please. Like the three wise men who came yielding nice gifts for baby Jesus, I knew I couldn’t attend Rita’s birthday party without some over priced designer object. My fair lady please accept this Fendi…

After we finished our pancakes and I came to the conclusion that the waiter was not Noosa boy but he’s equally handsome twin brother. I then decided to take Ms P for a stroll down Hastings Street.

And back to my place to get ready for the dinner party.

We all met at Locale for espresso martinis and the gift presentation…

All in honour of this pretty lady. My partner in crime since high school and Brazilian wax enthusiast, Rita P…

Looking fabulous in her Marlies Dekkers plunge bra of course. “It’s my Birthday I can show my bra if I want to.”

Apart from a few slurred obscenities, the birthday girl was relatively well behaved.

That’s if you don’t include the shameless slut dropping display that occurred around 2 am. With a cigar in one hand and a bottle of Veuve in the other it was class, all class.
Ms P enjoyed her local tour of Noosa and despite the hangover (nothing that a drink in the departures lounge couldn’t fix) we both left feeling perfectly chilled.

Get looser in Noosa – there’s a lot of ways this phrase can be taken but only one place in the world where I can truly kick back and relax.



*  Sighhhhh * 

Until next time.

For now I’ve got bigger, international trips on the horizon. Stay tuned!

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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