Posted on November 1, 2015
Jumping a little ahead in time, New York was the last stop in our holiday. By this time, we’d roasted ourselves in the Californian desert and breathed in the pine-scented air of the Oregon forests, and now found ourselves on the other side of this vast country pounding concrete, dodging yellow taxis, and weaving through the busy streams of people.
We decided this time round to stay in Brooklyn in a sweet apartment in Williamsburg, a great decision as it took us away from the Manhattan bustle and into the smaller and (slightly) less trodden streets where it’s more about being effortlessly cool than the incessantly bright lights and flashy Broadway smile. Relaxed chic is the brand, and places selling vintage threads to boutique cheese ooze out of every nook and cranny.
Brooklyn is the Solange to Manhattan’s Beyonce, and no offence to the Beycrew but I know who I’d rather hang with.
Posted on May 6, 2013
I write the title of this post while I’m once again many many miles away from my home in Perth. After having such an amazing time overseas, I’m now already back in Broome (highlights of the holiday – getting to spend three whole weeks with Jinn, watching Matilda the Musical at the Cambridge Theatre, getting the chance to catch up with a whole bunch of besties at the wedding of the century in France, singing in the most beautiful cathedral for this fairytale wedding [the acoustics!], driving on the “wrong” side of the road through the green rolling hills of Brittany trying my hardest not to freak out, and of course foodfoodfood and shoppingshoppingCHANELflagshipstoreshopping!). Wow, that bracketed sentence was so long I think I forgot what I was originally saying…
Oh yeah, so we’d had an incredible three weeks overseas that was so absolutely jam-packed (except for that one night we ate instant noodles, yep) that by the end of it I was admittedly longing for my bed, my garden, my coffee machine, and just the comfort that being totally at home brings. No needing to rush around to see or do something “because you might never come back here again!”, no struggling to say something quite unintelligibly in a foreign language, no wars with maps/evil GPS machines. Travelling is awesome, but there’s something pretty cool about knowing where everything is and being able to stroll down to your local cafe to grab a bite and a coffee then sitting in your own backyard listening to the birds sing.
So that’s what we did during the 39 hours I was back in Perth for. Oh and of course there’s always time for a quick little outfit post! The perfectly temperate yet sunny weather so typical of Perth was the ideal accompaniment to this sweet denim (Paris-bought!) dress and K is for Kani floral crown that was yet another birthday gift from Jinn! It was just so nice to be able to wander outside without at least three layers and a big coat on! Does anyone else get super sick of their “big coat” when they go travelling to cold places? I hate wearing the same thing everyday, plus it covers up the rest of your awesome outfit!
Apologies for not posting during our holiday but we were seriously that busy and our internet particularly patchy. But do you know what that means? Many many more posts to come shortly…!
Posted on April 10, 2013
When I arrived back in Perth over Easter, lo and behold there were a couple of little packages awaiting for me to unwrap thanks to my ever thoughtful Jinn. And somehow they were also amazingly colour-coordinated! After hearing how I’d sunburnt my scalp during a fishing trip he went and picked out this crazy cool, Fresh Prince inspired cap from Urban Outfitters. I then opened the parcel that contained my long-awaited pink Kanken Mini to find that they were instant fashion-BFFs.
They instantly jazzed up my super comfy plane outfit that consisted of my latest favourite Karen Walker tee and ever present coloured skinny jeans. I don’t know about you but no matter how long or short a flight, I must travel in extreme comfort – no waist bands that cut in or itchy materials for me! Stretchy cotton all the way!
Posted on March 15, 2013
Well, this year is the big year. It’s the year I hit the big you-know-what (has a three in it, rhymes with Bertie, come on work with me people)…It’s the year I turn thirty! Yeah, I’m just gonna say it. Because I refuse to join that pessimistic, doom and gloom, it’s-all-downhill-from-here club! What rubbish!
To tell you the truth, I’m feeling better than ever and I still feel like I’m “on the way up” so to speak. I think what’s changed for me in a big way over the last few years is that I’ve stopped trying to be what others want me to be and also learnt to accept myself for who I am – my strengths, my weaknesses, my wonky right ear. Looking back, I realise that I’d been a personality-contortionist, trying to fit myself into wrong and uncomfortable shapes in the hopes of pleasing people. I was also painfully shy, too terrified to say anything in case someone disagreed or worse, laughed at me. But turns out my personality is just as inflexible as my hamstrings of steel (it takes me a whole hour of warm ups to touch my toes, don’t laugh!) but it’s taken me some time to find it and then gain the confidence to just put it out there and say who-gives-a-flying-duck what anyone says.
There. Catharsis over. Now you know I have a wonky ear and am that person in the back row at Pilates who can’t do a proper roll-down.
Now what I actually started off trying to tell you guys, is this is my dream outfit for my upcoming birthday festivity! I would usually go something more light and pretty, or quirky and boyish, but this time I’m fantasising of an outfit that conjures up the word soiree, a bit glam, a bit sexy, and dare I say, a bit more mature. But not mature in a needing-a-hip-replacement way but in a more self-assured, strong alpha female way. You know, the type that’s not afraid to turn a few heads and cause a bit of a stir.
Tell me what you think about this outfit! Or what would you wear to your big birthday bash?