It started off at a birthday party on Friday night where I initially only knew the birthday girl before some mutual friends came. And she introduced me to others who had come on their own, and before we knew it, we were new friends. I felt so included. I met the birthday girl and mutual friends on Twitter.
It helped that there were cocktails in hand. I take drinking very little to the extreme, and almost four cocktails for me was like drinking a case of beer. There was a chocolate one, a bit too alcoholy tasting for me.
Then this one, the one that was wrongly delivered to our table. It was a margerita.
We didn't really steal the cocktail
It was delivered to the wrong table.
So we drank it.
On Saturday, I woke up fine. Other than a sore bruised leg. I had some unclassy chips, gravy and cheese for breakfast (they must be healthy if they're from an award winning vegetarian takeaway) and then headed to the classy National Gallery of Victoria for High Tea.
The occasion was a meet of Vogue Forum members. I'd been to two previously. This one was by far the best. The girls on my table were lovely. Intelligent, interesting, stylish, interested, funny and committed to making new friends.
I had an epiphany at the table. I was having such a good time. We talked for hours. And I've already lined up a second meeting with one girl on Wednesday night.
And towards the end, I met a blogger who I recognised!
Le Blog de Sushi! She was so lovely and so well dressed.
I came away from the gallery feeling good about myself. It was wonderful to have good conversation, laughs and desserts with these girls. I hope to see them again.