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Outlet hell

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So yesterday, los ladies embarked upon a coach trip. A coach trip to what revealed itself as Outlet Hell.


Never one to shy away from the scent of a bargain, La was a willing participant in the excursion, however I did express doubts as to whether we would need three hours at Waikele “Premium” (my quotes, not theirs) Outlets.

La gut proved spot on: because, as Brunny so eloquently put it while we waited in the dead retail wastelands for our return coach trip, “There’s time — and then there’s Waikele time.”

The shops were c**p, the clientele looked like the most inked seafarers from a Carnival cruise liner and the smelly toilets came complete with piped Hawaiian muzak.

Rewarded Laself with this.


Returned to the serenity of our divine hotel.





Here’s Brunny and La-La taking in the ambience, poolside.

We did some highbrow reading.


Later on, after a few lychee martinis, things devolved.



Unbelievably, it was La first karaoke experience. If only I wasn’t so shy when it comes to standing in front of a room, commandeering a microphone and belting out a torch song, I might actually have had a good time.

Jokes, of course. Turns out, La’m a natural.


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Bondi Beach one day, Lanikai the next.

La Triv is currently sunning laself in Hawaii with two of los besties, Brunny Browser and Amo-is-La-La. But as great as los beaches are, the best bit by far about the trans-Pacific escape is no homework, no cooking and the complete absence of squabbling Junior Cost Centres.



Here’s some gratuitous hotel p**n.




They srsly know how to take care of jaded working-mother Trivs here at The Modern Honolulu. Handsome young men are most forthcoming with poolside cocktails and bite-sized serves of berry sorbet. It’s enough to make a cougar tip. Big.

But the best part is, of course, quality ladytime spent with Brunny and La-La. So very much mindless chat on which to catch up. Pictures of Kardashia to critique in trashy mags. Absent Junior Cost Centres to alternately moan about and miss, in equal measure.

Oh, and shopping to do. But that’s another story for another palm frond-fringed, blue-sky day.

Mahalo x