Schmoozing

Out and about with the Queen

Well on wednesday night I had a few events to hang out with and rub shoulders with the who's who of Mumbai. As you do of course.
I attended the UTV Walk of Stars party at Olive which was packed with every B grade beauty in town. The paparazzi were out in fine fashion- to be honest it was very difficult to escape them. Once again I teetered around in my sky high Gucci wedges and those bloody pesky white pebbles in the outdoor patio became the bane of my existence! Olive why do you have those pebbles out there? When you know us Indian (or at least half) girls aren't Amazonian giants so we need our stiletto's at all times. It's just cruelty to have to slap on a forced smile and look casual and relaxed on the way to the loo when you're terrified of losing balance and wetting yourself in public! C'mon let's find a stiletto friendly solution darlings...

Annoyingly attractive ladies at Olive

Who was there? Well the usual suspects of course- once again I was reminded that Indian girls are a force not to be reckoned with. Their beauty is just mesmerizing at times. And they really take thin to the next level. I doubt a cheese naan has ever touched those bee stung lips.
After smoking far too many ciggies and slugging back even too many more cocktails- we high tailed it to Shiro bar (Lower Parel) for Arjun Rampals wedding anniversary that he and Rohit Bal appeared to be hosting. Of course not before a very classy like roadside toilet stop for the Queen- no fair those Mojito's caught up on me. On arrival we had to wrangle once again with the paparazzi who were even more aggressive and vocal on the way in. The place was pumping and oozing with diamonds, ego's the size of their Bentley's and of course (grumble grumble) more beautiful people. Rohit Bal was wearing a red velour blazer with his signature locks freshly dyed and by the time we arrived he definetly looked carefree- shall we say? The booth tables were filled with popcorn...don't ask me why? But definetly proved useful as a prop for stars photoshoots with the lucky paparazzi that were allowed inside. The music was good. I spent most of my time upstairs at the mezzanine level desperately gasping for air. Smoking was allowed downstairs- of course the stars and who's who didnt want to whip outside and get snapped fagging it up for tomorow's tabloids. Smoking is unhealthy. No seriously. It's also not the best thing when you wake up sounding like a male cross dresser the next day like moi. But luckily HRH loves me including all my flaws.

Shiro Bar Wednesday night

Anyhoo I'm moving house today. Thank bloody god. The house of horrors can be kissed goodbye. Life is good. Our feline friends look a little confused at all the boxes but the new place will have ample room for their sleeping and eating routine. What a life! I suppose I will be much the same when I get to their age. Poor darlings. Oh there's the doorbell so looks like we are off to our new abode. Have no fear the queen of the suburbs hasn't left the neighbourhood- nobody is taking that crown without a fight. And with a voice like mine you wouldn't want to meet me in a back alley any time soon :-)
Ciao darlings. Queenie x

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Hello darlings pour yourself a vino and join in...

Namaskar my darlings,
The Queen is gracing you all with her presence...if not ever so briefly (I admit that I'm getting a little diva like these days!) as things are just busy busy busy.
I had a wonderful weekend hanging out with the PM (gorgeous french friend who is our project manager now in Rajasthan) and some other girlfriends at AER bar, Amadeus and lets not forget shaking my booty at Bonobo on Saturday in Bandra- there were some seriously cool drum and bass beats playing. If any of you have heard of Alix Perez well it was all thanks to him...Ten points to Bonobo for hosting him and to Bay Beat Collective (BBM) for also playing at the gig!
So how about Bebo's (Kareena Kapoor) presence atm huh? I mean last week in the Bollywood song top 10 list she was the lead female actress in the two films in the top 3. Ek main aur ekk tu and Agent Vinod- both movies with songs in the top ratings. I'm not a big fan of Saif's "Pyaar ke Pungi" song but have to admit that the title song from "Ek main aur ekk tu" is annoyingly catchy. I find myself bopping along when I least expect it...Grrrrr. Which reminds me now we're on this topic...what about all the buzz around Bebo's steamy love scene in Heroine with Arjun Rampal? Well I say lucky lady for starters- he's a bit of a lush. Apparently they had to have a closed door policy on set for this scene...now that's just teasing. We'll all have to go along and see the movie now right?
Ya know Bollywood moves so quick that just when you get comfortable with all the latest hits they go and change on you before you've even had time to finish your strawberry margerita! Thats just no fair!
Trust me HRH clearly sticks right out of it all. He has no chance of keeping up with the play- just when he's managed to translate the first line from a song it's no longer in the charts. That's even more unfair.
What have I been up to? Well on thursday I hit Good Earth and nearly cleared the place out during their amazing 50 % off bi-annual sale. Hey no finger pointing- I have a new apartment to deck out so I am completely off the hook. Innocent of all female indulgency claims. Everything I bought was an absolute essential...I swear ;-) I mean of course I needed the electric blue tiger coffee mugs???!!!!
I had the most divine breakfast at Cafe Zoe. A wonderful place tucked away in the Mathuradas Mill compound in Lower Parel. I honestly felt like I was back in Sydney somewhere. If any of you want to escape the madness of Palladium mall- then whip round the corner for a blissful coffee and waffles at Cafe Zoe and I hear they are also quite fab as a bar in the wee hours too. Not bad I say.

Looks like someone brought up their lifesavers too!

While I'm at it I just finished having a vino in the Tusk bar at the new Sofitel hotel in Bandra Kurla Complex. What a dissapointment. The bar is bang smack in the middle of a restaurant which is the last thing you want when you've had one too many vino's and start to cry on your BF's shoulder. I mean please? Discreet factor 0. As for the interior design well what can I say? They dare to call the interiors french? The place looks like a local has eaten a croissant and then brought it back up all over the floor...that's as french as it gets in my opinion. Yuck. It is so dated. I think it would have looked dated back in the 70's... it's just all wrong. And yes darlings there is such a thing as TOO much mis- matched pattern.
Well with that way too long rant- I must be off my friends. Prince M and Lil G are up very late watching Transformers. I have to admit to actually enjoying the movie too. Megan Fox is pretty hot stuff. Totally mis cast against Shia La Boeuf he looks like her nerdy younger cousin. But hey the C.G.I work is brilliant.
Ciao for now. My chardonnay is getting warm. (Just like Mumbai!)

Queenie the great xxx