From Lady to Ladette

Something very strange happens to Australian girls who attend the Spring Racing Carnival.

It must have something to do with the excitement of impending spring weather; the perfect excuse to purchase a new frock and some fripperies that will never be worn again (the ubiquitous feathered fascinator); the forbidden delight of having a little flutter at the races (GAMBLING!); the prospect of consuming vast quantities of sparkling wine; and the firm expectation of catching a glimpse of a rare sight: the young Australian male respectably attired in a SUIT.

But unfortunately it so often ends in tragedy: thunderstorms and muddied shoes; torn frocks and blistered feet; extreme intoxication; dishevelled clothing; short, handsomely-challenged boys; and no winnings to show for it. But what does that matter? It was soooo
much fun!

Below, a story in pictures…