Samantha Coffs Harbour Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sydney

Yo, how you doin’? So, whore, man, what a freakin’ wild ride that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like, it’s got layers, y’know? Hits me right in the gut sometimes. Reminds me of *Blue Is the Warmest Color* – that flick’s my jam, dude. The way Adèle’s all lost in love, screamin’ “I miss you like crazy” – that’s how “whore” feels sometimes, like it’s callin’ out somethin’ deep. Ain’t just a dirty word, nah, it’s got history, guts, and sass.

1. Forest Sky Pier

Oh man, Coffs-Harbour is freakin’ wild, dude! I've been here for years, running my spa out on Park Beach Road – yup, smack dab near those gorgeous sandy stretches where the ocean practically sings you to sleep. Eat my shorts! The city has these cool vibes, y’know? Every corner screams unique. I wander down Pacific Drive and BAM – there’s this cozy local café where the coffee’s so good it practically sings “Bloody Mary, motherf—!” (ya know, kinda Tarantino style, haha!)

Australian Women’s Classic bringing world standard golf to Coffs Harbour