If you’ve been following my blog for a while, you’ll know I often get on my soapbox and rant about the lack of colour in winter fashion.
I’ve always appreciated frills, ruffles and layers, so when I caught wind of this skirt, I felt like I needed to put it on and start a conga line around the shop.
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.
I always hear people talking about their “wardrobe basics”. They go on about deliberately selecting pieces that act as the foundation to build a great wardrobe on. I’ve seen so many spreads and guides in magazines over the years, but to be honest this concept completely eludes me.
Well summer has certainly hit Australia with a vengeance! It’s normally my favourite season, but I’ll be the first to raise my hand and admit that I have been suffering through the past two weeks. If I had a dollar for every time I’ve wished for ice cream or a swimming pool, I’d never have to work another day in my life.
I LOVE summer clothes. I know I have maybe mentioned that once (or a thousand) times before, but seriously, who can resist all these gorgeous pieces in sorbet shades that keep hitting shelves everywhere.
I’m a bit of a sucker for a pussy-bow blouse. In a lot of instances they can start looking a bit fussy, but when the blouse in question comes in the sweetest shade of dusky pink silk, who cares?