I think I recently mentioned in a post that teenaged-me had a bit of a penchant for bright, colourful things with a South American vibe. I would see tasseled sandals, woven bags, shoulder-length earrings and chunky necklaces, and cart them all home only to let them sit in my wardrobe and gather dust. You see my style basically resembled an Iced Vovo (for those of you who don’t live in Australia, this is a sweet biscuit topped with pink marshmallow and coconut with a little strip of jam) and I literally had nothing to wear these random pieces with.
Ok- it’s official. I am totally done with Summer. If all days were going to be warm, with clear blue skies and gentle breezes, I’d be fine.
I am, and have always been, a bit of a bowerbird. I love shiny, pretty things (my earrings collection is testament to this) and this poses a bit of problem for my wardrobe. I just keep falling in love with, and buying clothes that are much more suited to eveningwear than the practical day-to-day stuff.
I just love dressing up for a night out, particularly if you have the time to do it properly. There is no better feeling than having an outfit that you have bought especially for an occasion, and finally putting it on, going through your own unique ritual to get ready while the anticipation builds in the pit of your stomach, and then stepping out feeling like a million dollars.
So here we are, another year older (definitely), another year wiser (hopefully) and on the brink of a brand new chapter.
For my ninth birthday, I had a bowling party. Previous to this, I had only been to very traditional birthday parties at my friend’s houses, with games such as Pin The Tail On The Donkey, Pass The Parcel and Musical Chairs. I was the first person in my group of friends to do something different, and (in what should have been a clear warning to my mother about what was to follow later in life) I decided such an occasion warranted a new outfit.
If there’s one word that can infuse a soul with happiness, it has to be “holiday”. I’m lucky that my Mum is a school teacher, so when I was a little girl and had school holidays, she was always able to spend them with us. There were trips to the library for story-telling, Junior Wildlife Bushranger Camps, pottery, card-making, cooking, movies, sleepovers and swimming- the list goes on.
The countdown to Christmas has entered its final phase. One week to go, and it seems the entire Western world has gone into meltdown.
I really believe that an outfit is made by the little details. If you’ve been reading this blog for any amount of time, you’ll realise that as well as my love of jewellery, I’ve got a soft spot for eccentric accessories that make my outfits all my own.
I’ve mentioned a few times how partial I am to chambray, particularly in summer. What I probably haven’t mentioned is my tendency to collect really eclectic pieces and then find I have no idea how to wear them, or what to wear them with.