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Spring Carnival: Derby Day

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The most famous week in Melbourne has arrived! Spring Carnival. Hundreds of thousands flood the city of Melbourne to experience the wonder of the Flemington horse races. The entire week is without a doubt a full on fashion show. Men are wearing the most dapper of suits while the women are dripping with hundreds of dollars worth of spring dresses and ridiculous hats. We were lucky enough to be able to round up tickets for the most famous day of the week, Derby Day, along with the ‘Stanley Cup’ race day of the week, Melbourne Cup.


Derby Day found myself, Shayna, Lauren and Kelly frantically organizing our outfits and the day’s events. The day itself is like a marathon, one must pace thyself. Lauren excelled at such (not—see attached photo. she fell onto someone's cooler)PA310176.jpg. Our day started off with the dilemma of what the hell to attach to my head. Choices: bare, a borrowed neon headpiece, or nothing. I wasn’t feeling any of my choices, so in the last few moments before our departure, I ran across the street from our house to the little flower cart, and asked the man for some white peonies and fastened them into my curls. Mission accomplished! Then onto the pre-party. We went over to a friend’s apartment for some morning treats and heaps of mimosas and vodka concoctions. Somehow we made it to Flemington racetrack, along with the other 117,000 people (literally)…. It was overwhelmingly crowded!PA310162.jpg The people watching was incredible and highly engaging. Majority of the women looked as though they stepped freshly off a Parisian couture catwalk, and the rest of the lot looked as though they drank a handle of vodka, splashed the vodka into their eyes and chose blindly from their closets (see attached photo) PA310159.jpg

Derby Day found us in the common folk section known as “general admission.” Hahahaha… what a S-H-I-T show! The area is a mess of people, hordes of blankets spread on the grass, and heaps of snack food and bottles of alcohol everywhere. Above General Admission is the grandstand, the upper crust sneering down at the boisterous bourgeoisie. When we arrived it was 11am and people looked and acted as though they had been drinking for days. The funniest thing is that these women put SO much effort AND money into their outfits and then they’re shitfaced, sitting on the grass, shoes off, acting like gremlins. It’s terrific! It felt like I was at Oktoberfest again, but instead of huge, white tents and long wooden tables, there were beautiful horses racing past, hordes of formally dressed Australians and hideous hats everywhere. We were able to sneak up to the front of general admission and watch the races; the only good thing about General admission is that you are front and center amongst the racetrack. And afterward, the best part of the day, we finally went to the Mexican restaurant near our house! Nothing will ever compare to the Mexican food I ate whilst living in San Diego, but the Mexican we ate after Derby Day definitely sufficed. All in all the day was brilliant, and I’m really glad I was able to experience Derby Day. Now onto Melbourne Cup Day….


Posted by NoreenA 05:50 Archived in Australia

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