I’ve been existing upon canapes for a fortnight now, but the weekend provided some quality downtime as well.
In between the parties there was a visit to the Hutt riverside market, some gardening, a little reading, a swim in the utterly fantabulous McKenzie Pool, LOTS of sparkling (alcoholic gingerbeer! oh my word. divine. you must buy some, now).
And to top it all off, there was a glittering Vivienne Westwood number. Worn while doing the housework because, frankly, why the hell not?