I should really be padding out my winter wardrobe at this time of year. In a few weeks I’ll be in Sydney (which is significantly colder than where I live), and I’ll be needing scarves, boots and knitwear.
I saw this little yellow top, sitting in Zara like a pretty daffodil, and I instantly wanted it. The problem was, it’s cropped length, and very full, which presents a bit of a problem for me.
There a few things that I will just keep going back to: floral prints, delicate jewellery, bows, pink, and gingham.
Try as I may (and let’s be honest, I don’t try very hard at all), I find it impossible to stop reverting back to a certain style of clothing. It amazes me that I own anything that isn’t pink, floaty, floral or has a bow.
I had previously mentioned how much of a big deal the Spring Racing Carnival is in Australia. What I hadn’t mentioned was that I had only been to the races once myself. I’ve always wanted to go back (let’s be honest it’s the dressing-up part that attracts me) but haven’t had the opportunity.
My sweet tooth knows no bounds. It’s been that way since I was a child, and shows no signs of waning. Anyone who knows me will testify that ice-cream is a dietary staple for me (as are butterscotch lollies, macarons, brownies, cupcakes, doughnuts, peanut MnM’s… I’m getting hungry just thinking about it) and I think it’s now at such an out-of-control point that this obsession with all things sugary and sweet is spilling into all areas of my life- not just food.
I’ve recently discovered a facet of the Australian fashion industry that I’m becoming slightly obsessed with: Spring Racing. For my international readers, our Spring Racing Carnival is a series of Thoroughbred horse races held annually during October and November.