I've learnt a new word!

There's a day every year that Australians really prove their mettle as Aussies.

Today is that day! It's the day of the Melbourne Cup. A horse race. The Race (capital R) that stops the nation. From functioning as adults.

It's a day of horses, little men in brightly coloured silk shirts, of 'betting' men who briefly become experts on track condition and the lineage of some Nag that no-one had heard of two days previous.

It's a day of Alcoholic abandon, of making out with strangers, or worse, office co-workers, of expensive silk ties worn as headbands and high heels slung carelessly over the shoulder of a little dress sporting the latest in red wine stain chic.

But between the hype, the money lost and won, it is first and foremost the day of the FASCINATOR!


The "Pheasant" Fascinator


The "Black Foliage" Fascinator


The "Red Arrow-Head" Fascinator


...and last but not least. The "I've had too many schamp, champ, sczchampers. Let's go back to my place" Fascinator. Of course when this girl gives you this look on Melbourne Cup day she will appear to be a super hot lingerie model which will leave you wondering the following morning how you missed that HUGE mole on her face.

So, while I'm off getting plastered and checking out the fascinators (great word). What was the last new word you learnt?