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We dressed like the kind of glamorous chicks who pop out for bites to eat, a naughty gin and tonic or two and head home at midnight, have...

We met in Chinawhite, where everyone met their dates in 2008 (ish). The girls and I went every week, we dressed up like we were going to...

A little story about a fabulous beach bag and a huge helping of international girl power. It all started when I spotted the perfect jute...

His name was Valerio and he was an Italian stockbroker. He had elegant taste in both cocktails and women (obviously)he was also well...

We'll get into the photoshoots, parties, my glamorous mob of unruly friends and all the juicy stuff soon. First let me tell you a little...