I am finally on holidays, and even better, I am now at home with my family. It’s so wonderful to be able to just relax and take a load off and if I want to go for a drive, explore somewhere new and take my time doing it, I can. On my last day on the Gold Coast, Chelsey and I did exactly that and took a little trip up to Mount Tamborine, which has always been one of my favourite places.
It’s a quaint little township with a strip of shops that include fairy emporiums with face painting and wishing wells, book and home-made gift stores, fudge shops and an ice-creamery, plus a plethora of cafes that serve Devonshire tea. After about the 20th visit to Tamborine, I realised there was a lot more to it than one street of cute shops.
The surrounding rainforest is littered with walking tracks, trickling creeks and waterfalls. The drive up affords spectacular views of the Gold Coast, and one of my latest and best discoveries is tucked away down a residential street- one of the prettiest gardens I’ve ever been to.
Skirt, Zimmermann, Top, Victoria + Woods, Shoes, Forever New, Bag, Mimco, Hat, Sarah J Curtis, Long Necklace, Samantha Wills, Short Necklace, By Charlotte, Bracelets, Mimco, Mimco and Mimco (similar here), Bangle, Seed Heritage
They are so well maintained, and there’s something beautiful to see every way you turn, from a virtual wall of electric blue hydrangeas to a Japanese garden, lawns for picnics and tiny little footbridges. For those of you who live locally, I can’t recommend this little pocket of paradise highly enough. Take a drive on a Sunday, even if it’s just to lay on your back and watch the clouds drift across the sky.
Looking back on the photos that we took at the gardens reminded me that there was a time about eight years ago when all I wore were clothes in this colour palette. My wardrobe was a series of pinks, whites and creams. Lace and florals were of course heavily featured, and I did not see one thing wrong with that. Over the years I think I’ve definitely developed more diverse tastes (and thank goodness as I was probably becoming unrecognisable from an Iced Vo-Vo) but when I look through photos from fashion shows and street style pictures on social media, the ones that always catch my eye are the softer, more romantic looks. In fact when we first started this blog, Chelsey suggested calling it “The Pastel Academy” as a tribute to my love for all things ruffled, flouncy and delicate.
I suppose this is why, at the moment, I’m quite in love with Zimmermann clothes. It’s something that I need to get over quickly, or I’ll be a very well-dressed homeless person. The whole label is a parade of clothes that are feminine and pretty and floaty, and every piece that I see I love more than the last. It was inevitable that when I spied this skirt, with its pretty floral colours and broderie anglaise detail, that I’d obsess for a few weeks and then give in. I mean, it’s just so pretty, of course I’ll wear it over and over again, says the imaginary little devil sitting on my shoulder.
I think when you have a piece of clothing like that, the only thing you can do is add MORE pretty to it. Fine jewellery, soft colours, delicate fabrics. So that is exactly what I did, because after all, with 24 solid years of practice, I think I have this style of dressing down pat.