The weeks leading up to the wedding are always the most stressful. You’re exhausted from juggling suppliers, the early-morning gym sessions and relentless ‘clean eating’ so that you fit into your designer wedding gown.
The last thing you need is for your MOH (maid of honour) to whisk you into the busy CBD for a weekend of late nights, heavy makeup, wild dancing and high-calorie cocktails.
If you’d rather come back from your Hen’s weekend with sun-kissed skin, a natural glow and a flat stomach, Hotel Komune Bali is for you.
I did the hard-yards, spending the weekend at the resort with four other female journalists and I promise you, this is a girlie trip you don’t want to miss.
Arriving at Komune Resort is like stepping into a postcard. Not only is the average temperature 28°C, but as you enter the resort, there’s lush palms and ferns, a bubbling stream filled with koi and a friendly concierge who welcomes you with a smile, a cool towel and a refreshing ginger and lemongrass drink.
The real highlight of this resort is their new Health Hub which has a state-of-the-art gym, open area for yoga and fitness classes, a vegetable garden and the Health Café which serves a range of organic fresh produce.
Every morning, you can wake up with an intimate yoga class, held amidst the tropical gardens.
Breakfast can be eaten at the Komune Beach Club on the black sand as you watch the experienced surfers catch a wave on the popular surf break – I highly recommend the CADA Bowl (a combination of ground coconut, almonds, dates and apples, yoghurt and fresh fruit).
Once you’ve fuelled your body, you and your girlfriends can participate in a Pump Class or set up your own cross-fit circuit in the gym (because exercise is always more fun when you’ve got company!).
Lunch can be eaten at the Beach Club, but you must make at least one visit to Komune’s Health Café. The Health Café uses produce directly from Komune’s organic garden which grows its own banana, pineapple, papaya, herbs, beetroot, beans, zucchini and broad leaf. The café’s cold-pressed juices and smoothies are the perfect thirst-quencher (my pick was the banana, avocado, honey and yoghurt concoction) and the menu includes vegan, gluten-free and dairy-free options (the fish cakes with tempeh fries, the raw cashew cheesecake and the edamame are delish)!
The afternoon should be spent lazing by one of the resort’s two pools, before visiting the eight-room spa for a traditional Balinese massage, hair crème bath, facial or pedicure.
If you’re feeling a little bit naughty, Komune has a killer range of cocktails to choose from, or you can opt for another fresh juice before dinner.
Dining under the stars is something you can indulge in every night at Komune and with a dinner menu that includes fresh seafood, traditional Balinese cuisine and Aussie staples (including chicken schnitzel and pizzas), there’s an option to sate every palate.
Whether you spend a long weekend, or an entire week at Komune, you’ll leave feeling like an airbrushed version of yourself; so grab your best girlfriends, your passport and your bikini and get ready for an unforgettable time!
Wedded Wonderland stayed courtesy of Komune Resort Bali. Five-night packages (including accommodation, daily breakfast, massages, cocktails, yoga and dinner) are available from $679US
Packing List
Light and breezy kaftans – by the queen of the resort wear, Camilla
Gym gear – I have trialled countless gym tights and can confidently say the Fabletics range won’t show off your lady bits, even when you’re posing in downward dog.
Bikinis – A girl’s weekend isn’t a girl’s weekend without some serious fun by the pool. My pick was two flattering pieces from Jewels + Grace.
Jewels – When I needed an injection of boho glam, I called on some jewels from The Dark Horse who had a range of statement earrings and gorgeous headpieces.
Shoes – When I wasn’t walking barefoot in the sand, I was donning a pair of foot jewels from Forever Sole.
Sunglasses – Nothing’s worse that the summer squint. I fixed the problem quick-smart with a pair of Seafolly sunnies to hide my peepers.
