The Countdown To Chaos Begins

Friday, 27th to Sunday, 29th March 2026

Welcome to Glitter & Grapes

This isn’t just a party. It’s a fever dream in heels.

You're never just a guest—you’re part of the story.

Countdown to chaos, couture, and cork-popping.

A new era is about to begin & you're invited.

Cue the decadence, the Diamond Dice, and the champagne-fueled chaos.

The Tower Lodge, Pokolbin

Friday, 27th to Sunday, 29th March 2026

Permission to Misbehave

...Tell me you’re coming—so we can plan the chaos accordingly

The spotlight’s hot, the heels are higher, and the night’s dressed in sequins and secrets.

This isn’t just an invitation—it’s a glitter-drenched dare. A cabaret of chaos, curated for the bold, the beautiful, and the heartbreakers who dance like they’ve got a vendetta.

Slide your name onto the list below.

We’ll handle the feathers, the flair, and the fallout.
“I’m the problem, it’s me.” And baby, we wouldn’t have it any other way.

Because this celebration isn’t complete without you.
Every era, every encore, every unforgettable moment—you were there, you remember it all too well.

You’re not just on the guest list. You’re part of the story.
And this chapter? It’s written in rhinestones, lipstick, and love.

The journey begins

She doesn’t walk in—she makes an entrance. Glitter still clings from the night before (or was it this morning?), and the villa seems to straighten its posture as she passes. Stone walls blush in the sun, and somewhere, a champagne cocktail fizzes in approval.

She’s not alone, of course. This weekend isn’t just hers—it’s yours, too. You, the inner circle. The co-conspirators. The beautiful band of mischief-makers who know how to toast, tease, and turn a moment into a memory.

The stage is set. The glasses are chilled. The stories are waiting to be written.

She's looking forward to welcoming you, darlings.
To the villa. To the celebration.
To this showgirl’s eras weekend—and your starring role in it.

Resting Rich Face

...Ready to fall into something soft

This isn’t just a birthday—it’s a love letter to every version of Jess: visionary, mentor, mischief-maker, and muse. Whether you’re joining for the full weekend or just one glittering night, expect sequins, soul, and stories stitched into every detail. Cheeky elegance, poetic indulgence, and a celebration as unforgettable as the woman herself.

Naturally, the accommodations have attitude.

Come for the party, stay for the plush pillows and Pinot.

These handpicked stays are so close to Tower Lodge, you could stumble home in heels. Whether your vibe is “champagne in the clawfoot tub” or “cottagecore with a twist,” each one is glam-squad approved and ready to spoil you silly.

Book Me a Bed and a Bad Decision

Want to Spoil Me?

...if you insist

Welcome to the backstage boudoir of my birthday bash. I’m the showgirl, the sparkle, the main event—and this is where fantasy flirts with reality.

Gifts aren’t expected, you attending is the only gift I need. But if you’re feeling generous (or just a little naughty), I won’t say no to a touch of indulgence.

Whether it’s a glittery gesture or a playful surprise, your love is the real luxury. I like shiny things… but I’ve also been known to swoon over the sentimental. Think rhinestones and paper rings.

So go ahead. Pick something fabulous. I’ll be over here practicing my thank-you shimmy and pretending not to peek.

She danced like she knew the ending — and rewrote it anyway.

She wakes in a villa kissed by morning light, vines curling like secrets around stone walls. The air tastes of last night’s laughter and prosecco promises. Glitter still clings to her skin — a constellation of memories. A champagne cocktail waits on the windowsill, fizzing like applause. Barefoot on cool stone, she watches the vineyard exhale. No lover, no expectation. Just her, the sparkle of the glass, and a golden day that stretches like a bridge between chapters.

She didn’t disappear. She dissolved into legend.

And the legend was hers to write.