Night after night of glittering soirees, wreathed with flowers, lanterns and glistening silks. Waiters laden with flutes of champagne and bespoke cocktails, tables groaning with finger foods and other dainties. A string quartet playing instrumental versions of pop songs on repeat. Hundreds of luminous social climbers dripping in lace and feathers, all desperately jostling to see and be seen.
Yes, this is exactly how I envision my funeral – but it’s also a decent description of a recent weekend I spent in the town of Bowral, New South Wales, where Netflix staged a PR stunt in honour of the upcoming third season of Bridgerton. The entire town was transformed into an homage to the steamy regency romance over one extremely fancy week.
