Sydney is the trendiest city! It’s my first night out on the town in Surry Hills, and some of the best people watching ever. Despite a chilly night that later turned into my personal favourite of a cold, driving rain, people of all ages and sizes flocked to the bars like they were going out of style. Although I can't say I've never seen such a trendy city, I can say I've never lived in such a trendy place. Girls wearing ridiculous heels and short skirts and tights and Lady Gaga eye and hair decorations; I feel as if I've stepped on set of a Vogue photoshoot. And look utterly out of place. Part of me misses Grenoble terribly, where wearing your lime green Salomon trailrunners, a backpack and a fleece are perfectly acceptable. There, if you really wanted to spice it up to go out on the town, you'd don some jeans and flats. Max. Maybe even some lipstick and mascara, but only on special occasions. Here, it’s dressed to the nines on the weekend for a wild night on Oxford Street or King’s Cross, rain or shine.
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