It's time to dust off the fascinator - race season is here.
And for women it means co-ordinating the right outfit, applying the fake tan and finding a great pair of heels that both match the dress and don't leave you wincing in pain after a few hours.
I must admit I spend more time admiring the fashion in the field than what is happening on the track.
But the one thing I can't abide is seeing some of these beautifully made-up women disintegrate into a wobbly mess by the end of the day.
I encountered a lot of this when I was the reporter on the ground at Christchurch Cup Day a few years back.