Cocktails and Cupcakes

Today was a day of feasting which started with a giant meal at Princess Gardens with Nate and Caro. In fact, I was so stuffed and full from my meal that when I left to meet Rehana I actually got confused with the correct tube stop I was meeting her at! Eventually I made my way to the correct one and had to hustle to get to our session in time – the plus to that was that I at least burnt off some of my meal from Princess Gardens. Heh heh.

For my leaving do one of the gift I was given was a Cocktails and Cupcakes course with The Cocoa Box. Rehana was also good enough to buy a voucher for herself so she could keep my company. Surprisingly when we got to the venue many of the people doing the course were couples! I guess heaps of guys buy it for their partner thinking it’s a nice romantic gift.

I wasn’t sure how the course would operate – we only had an hour and a half. Turns out the Cocktails were pre-mixed in jugs (kind of like Sangria) and only one glass was given out at the start, and the Cupcakes came pre-baked. Basically the cupcake making part was us simply decorating the cupcakes – even the sugar craft and cream toppings was pre-made. But this didn’t end up being too bad a thing as it meant we could just get on with making our cupcakes pretty.

The room we were in was severely crowded. I felt they could have offered a few less places or at least tried to book a bigger room so it would be less crowded. The class was also a little disorganised – like not being systematic in ensuring everyone had their drink and not having enough supplies on the table for everyone – guess there is a fine balance.

What they taught us was not too bad though. We learnt some sugar craft skills (like how to make bows and various other shapes) and piping skills (like how to make roses). And of course we also walked away with our six decorated cupcakes. Rehana and I had an enjoyable afternoon and because of the way the course was run spent much of it swapping gossip.

The finished products:

Rehana’s

Mine

London – Torture Garden

Laney and I had gone out of the country to visit TG so we thought that we should also experience what our local TG had to offer. This time Dave also came along for the ride. It certainly felt a little different as we were kind of on our own turf … and we were looking forward to experiencing it with people who spoke English!

Learning from our experience in visiting TG in Paris we didn’t rush to get to the club too early tonight. Dave also booked us an apartment nearby so that we wouldn’t have to worry about travelling to and from the venue.

The scene is totally surreal. I’m not sure many Londoners realise what is going on every month. When we got to London Bridge just after midnight there was this really long queue! So long that people were leaving the queue to go and get a drink from a nearby bottlo to pass the time. Heh heh.

Our outfits this time around were a little easier to get into. None of this getting me into a tight corset thing – I didn’t actually have much time to sort an outfit so ended up grabbing what was basically lacy underwear! The underwear was much more comfortable but all night I was a bit concerned that it would tear and be destroyed … not that I was doing much more than dancing around. Just as well it was still fairly cool so that I had a coat to cover me for the short walk between our hotel and the club.

Dave looked so dodgy in his coat though!

In comparison to Paris I found that the people in London were a lot more aggressive. That’s not to say they didn’t respect boundaries – but it felt more like there were people at TG who were tourists (and therefore treating it almost like a costume party) and who were very pushy when moving around the venue. It was a really odd feeling. The club itself I felt was also a little more out there in terms of the rooms and equipment that was available. The electrical prod was very interesting!

Anyway, a very good night … and now … for sleep.