I was walking a little like a lame horse by the end of my day at Flemington racecourse this Saturday. I thought my feet were tough after spending countless days shoved in ski boots. But after half a day of walking in a pair of 5 inch Giorgio Armani heels I have a new found respect for the girls who made it to the end. I didn't end up in bare feet! I took flats.
The Melbourne Spring Racing carnival is probably the biggest event in Victoria. It is a week of fashion, champagne, chicken sandwiches and of course horse racing. It is focused around the Melbourne Cup- a race so important that all Victorians are given a public holiday.
The last few years I've worked at the races, catering in big corporate tents to earn money for Winter in the US. But this year I cut myself some slack and went to hang out with my friends instead.
Heading out to Flemington with the girls

The Curtis family's beautiful set up in the nursery carpark

Some kook with a car park opposite ours had his bonnet popped- Thought this was kind of ironic, seeing that we were at the HORSE races.

Champagne and smiles all round

The other Anna, heading home after a long day in the sun

Afterparty!


I think it was this guy's house. He seems to be having fun.