Monday, April 7, 2014

navy fixation

 (Zara coat, Topshop pants, Converse, Bag from Ebay)

 In the midst of my first-ever-round-of-uni-exams hysteria, I have been jealously been eyeing the non-stop mbfwa updates filling my feed whilst buried in layers. Sydney is cold. Libraries are cold (Why is it that the air con is always on full blast?). But at least I have a nice new navy coat. 

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

slow burn

 (Nike Top and shoes, Eska Alikai skirt, Vintage jumper)

Took sporty to a very literal level today in the only athletic pieces I (will probably ever) own. Uni has well and truly begun to consume my life, and with it comes trekking across campus, meaning that my sneakers have been worn with increasing frequency. But whilst I fool people into thinking I just missed out on the Olympics with my faux tennis player get up, we all know I'm more likely to be sitting on the stairs than climbing them. I really am working on the whole exercising and being healthy thing this year though, I swear. 

Friday, February 28, 2014


 (Zara skirt, Bassike tshirt, Free People espadrilles)

In my quest to diversify my shoedrobe and cure my borderline obsessive tendencies to reach for black ankle boots, I got these leopard babies from Free People and have since been wearing them to death. With work and uni starting soon, I have been hoarding comfortable and convenient flats, which are also great for the morning after the night before's heel induced death-by-blisters. I wore them with a Zara balenciaga-esque ruffly skirt (It is important to distinguish that peplums below the hip are very much different to those attached to tops- much more socially acceptable AND aesthetically pleasing) and a slowly disintegrating tshirt. For all those preparing their minds and wardrobes for the exciting new chapter in our lives that is tertiary education, I wish you luck. Make lots of new friends and don't skip too many classes. 

Thursday, February 20, 2014


 (Target 'dress', Windsor Smith sandals, Sportsgirl hat, Tigerlily bikini)

Posting these three weeks late, so my memories of that day are now hazy, but from what I remember it involved several sun-drenched hours of perfectly peaceful nothingness on the northern beaches before watching an idyllic sunset on the ferry and cocktails on the harbour with my favourite human - all in my favourite dress of the summer (which is actually a top from target, I swear it isn't that short when my arms aren't raised...). 

Friday, January 17, 2014


 (Glassons dress, Marcs bag, Sportsgirl hat, Windsor Smith sandals)

This summer for me has been all about simplicity - the end of high school signals a change in pace and I have had time to do such cheesy things as: decluttering my life, relationships and, indeed, my wardrobe. Bags have been downsized (from huge totes to a tiny leather pouch) and things have been cleaned out, waiting to be given away or sold (market stall coming soon...). All this has cleared the way for exciting changes to come, with university and new jobs! (and savings from said jobs translating into new clothes).  One of my new years resolutions is to be more adventurous in the apparel department in terms of prints and colours. As you can tell, this particular 30 degree day was not taken as an opportunity to step out of my comfort zone, but rather as a time to don a fail-safe all black everything outfit and retreat into the safety of shopping centre  air-con. Maybe next year. 

Thursday, January 9, 2014

love club

(Lack of Color hat, Zara cami and shorts, Sarah and Sebastian necklace)

It is a truth universally acknowledged that any girl who is suffering severe trauma from a sun-protectionless five hours spent at Bondi must be in want of a hat. So I got this perfect black one from Lack of Color, whose label name coincidentally describes the permanent status of my wardrobe. Almost as addictive as monochrome get ups are flimsy silver chains, and my current favourite bodily decoration is this tiny disc, which hasn't left my neck since we first met a few weeks ago and with which I do not intend to part in the foreseeable future. 

Friday, January 3, 2014

I thought I would feel different but

 (Friend of Mine dress, Tony Bianco heels)

18: the most incredibly perfect day which ended with a manic five minute roadside photo shoot before dinner at in Surry Hills and drinks at a cosy little bar. The dress was practically a steal, with silk draped just the way I like it - high-necked for some bare shoulder action and a hemline which should practically be illegal on windy days. Heres to being old enough to drink, vote and gamble, but still not wise enough to choose weather appropriate outfits.