The Meat Packing Plant

another fun-filled, action-packed weekend has flown by and i'm kinda sitting here wondering what happened; last thing i remember it was friday afternoon and i was off to organise a barbie with a couple of friends.

a few of us gals (plus rob) went to a charity cocktail party on saturday night to raise money for the royal flying doctors. (a fantastic not-for-profit organisation) luckily for us (not rob) the money-raising was by a bachelor auction.

it was held in a warehouse style apartment and i have never seen so many single and gorgeous looking women in one place. there must've been 100 women and about 10 men; i kid you not. some of you may have seen The Bizarro Jerry episode (ie the meat packing plant) of Seinfeld? i'm not explaining if you haven't but it was like that! i might go back this weekend and see what happens there during the day...

not sure why she's doing the tiger gesture when it was zebra print but anyway...

the hunk o' spunk bachelors.

a few of the single and gorgeous women. oh, and slapsy.

moi, plus rob.

now, for this next section of my blog, i've been debating over the last few days as to whether i should dedicate an entire post to 'the chicken dance' or just spread them evenly throughout my posts as the time goes by. although it would be a greater honour to have an entire post dedicated to her, i've decided that it would be less detrimental to my new-found friendship with rosie if i spread them out.

a truly amazing sight the first time you witness the chicken dance.

and she looked so glamorous to start off with...