Posts Tagged ‘dresses’

Raising money to combat Cancer

Frocktober is officially over and I managed to raise a whopping $216 dollars for the cause by wearing a frock to work every single day in October.

It’s kind of nice to be able to coach/teach sport and teach woodworking in shorts again!

So now I pass the monthly charity fundraising onto my loveable brother.
He’s doing Movember, the men’s version.. and below you can see his progress so far!




Feel free to get involved and sponsor the red lip caterpillar.

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There were no bells

but Clare did indeed get married to Zac.

It was a lovely event, and Clare looked stunning.
Us besties, rocked up in red and gray…

I wish you all the best Mr and Mrs Gagelar. (I’m so gonna have to get used to this–aah)

Engagements

It was a beautiful night.
Up in the hills in 3/4 acres of property where my friends resides.
We had to wonder through the bush scattered with hanging fairy lights to guide our way onto the tennis court, which had been converted into a reception area.

Hanging balls of white light, long white tables, and newly put together wooden benches.

The Girls

Driving Howie

The Crew

One of the nights we ventured out to the local pub where they have a beer garden and dance floor.
We took the opportunity to dress up, the one and only time of our trip, however no hairdryers or hair straighteners to be found. This is all natural baby.

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From Left - Princess Danger, Amazon, Dodge, Walkabout, Pocket

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Trying to be Asian

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My paparazzi photo. Ew, this guy was dancing in socks n crocs!

On the way to the pub, we grabbed some sneaky roadies, and spotted a couple of roos along the way.

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That night, Shaz and I raised 220 bucks just from asking every single person in the bar for some spare change. It was going good until we hit the corner table which was filled with some aboriginals. They were all nice except for the one, which took a creepy liking to me. He started rubbing my stomach, and told me to name my child Stevie, after him. He wanted to know how soon I was due.

I have a flat stomach. Ah.

At the pub before we raised 600 bucks.
A very successful night girls.