Friday, July 18, 2014

Meet Oscar


 Boohoo jumper | Lovisa necklace | Roxy skirt | Wittner heels

Photos by my housemate Quinndecisive

Everyone, meet Oscar. Oscar, meet everyone.

Oscar is our 'part-time puppy'. I guess you could call myself and my housemates bullnannies (we will also accept 'awesome', 'gorgeous' and 'babes').

After having to part with my beloved bulldog Burger near on a year ago, I couldn't be more thrilled to be in the presence of a little squishy butt again! He bites, barks, pees a lot and face plants more often than I think is actually normal. Although not technically ours, Oscar is quickly confirming his spot in our hearts. How could you not melt when you see this little thing running about like a goofball?! At only 8 weeks old, this little man is only a fraction of his fully grown self. It won't be long before he is as heavy as me and as solid as a semi trailer. Time to treasure those roly poly little puppy moments!
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Thursday, July 10, 2014

Sun Basker


Missguided hat (similar here) | Missguided blouse | ASOS leggings | Diavolina heels (similar here and here)

Photos by my housemate, Quinnfidel

Hats - normally a foe of this square-headed Miss.
But, like most things, I am always willing to give it a shot. When have I ever been one to turn down experiencing a new food, a new venue, a new style or even a new activity? If I am open to eating roasted wild camel, I think I can try a new hat. What good is it sitting around hating on gorgeous hat-wearing girls when I haven't tried every last option?

There is something to be said about a good hat. It's addition takes a simple outfit up to another level altogether. A little bit of shaped felt has the ability to entirely transform a look, not to mention the ability to mask a bad hair day - which, lets face it, as a curly headed lass happens all too often. In a bid to banish bad hair days, and as an added option when putting together an outfit for the day, I am committing myself to the quest for more perfect hats. Watch this space.
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Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Fun in the Summer Sun

Factorie jelly sandals (similar here) | Funkita swimmers | Le Specs x Craig and Karl sunglasses

The countdown is on... there is a mere 1 month and 3 days until I can say sayonara to the rain and a big warm welcome to the Balinese sunshine and humidity.

For someone who has resided on the West Coast their entire life, it is considered odd to have not visited Bali in all 23 years of if. To be honest, I never really had much of an interest in Bali and I can't even work out why. Oh how times change... All I can currently think about is our Balinese getaway!

I am already dreaming of warm breezes, pool soaked skin and wearing nothing but bathers and a light cover up for the entire week. In a series of well timed events, Funkita launched their new swim range, and I was lucky enough to get my hands on a pair of my all time favourite Brazilian bikinis before I head off. Expect to see my instagram feed flooded with shots of me in these, in the pool, drink in hand!

(p.s. if you are in Bali and would like to catch up between August 13 and August 20, drop me an email!)
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Friday, July 4, 2014

Funsies in Onesies


Dotti top (similar here) | Missguided overalls | Vans sneakers

Overalls and pigtails - if ever there were a more childish pair...

As much as it grinds my gears, I have finally come to terms with the fact I will never escape being deemed 'cute'. If I was a foot taller I might have a chance. Seeing as the odds of that happening are 1 : in my dreams, I am instead taking the 'adorable' and 'cute' labels in my stride and playing on it where I can.

Cue pigtails and garments I would happily have worn as an 8 year old.

Now if only I could find a pair of the purple and pink marble printed Dr Martins I had as an under-10er...
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Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Darlings Supper Club



If I am to be completely honest with you, last night was not my first encounter of Darlings Supper Club - although it was definitely a more refined, memorable experience!

Last Sunday night vs. Last night

Last Sunday night: A last minute decision that saw us leaving Luxe and migrating to Darlings at approx. 12.30AM - leaving at disgusting-AM - and Mon eating 0% of what was offered on the menu (albeit a little bit of fortune cookie)**

Last Night: A much more civilised, planned, 6.30pm dinner with 3 lovely ladies and DGPR.

I was on a mission to actually experience Darlings on round 2, especially as there has been so much hype. After an in depth explanation of the menu and drinks list, we got to it. By 'got to it' I mean we structured some conversation around our instagramming and photo taking, as bloggers seem to do so well. 'Experiencing Darlings' was off to a good start.

All jokes aside, I was thoroughly impressed by what Northbridge's new kid on the block had to offer. When it is a product of Andy Freeman's (Varnish and Luxe fame) hard work, you could expect nothing less. Darlings Supper Club makes no point of hiding the fact that they are Asian-fusion - with old school rock music, distressed brick interior, sake on tap, kangaroo dumplings, a lime and coconut trifle, and an interesting (and very delicious might I add!) twist on ye olde Negroni. I am all for being who you are without shame, so kudos to Darlings pushing the boundaries and bringing something new and interesting to Perth.

So, would I go to Darlings again? That is a big fat yes. Chances are high that I might start to annoy the staff members with my regularity...

** Yes, you read right - Darlings is open 3.00pm - 3.00am!
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Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Daisy Denims


Dotti long sleeve tee (similar here) | Missguided daisy embroidered jeans | Op shopped jacket (similar here and here) | Boohoo heels

Photos by housey Quinndonesia

When the word 'mum' is actually used to describe the fit of a piece of clothing, I get the shudders. Images of daggy, ill fitting garments (and June Bug, mother of Honey Boo Boo) flood my mind when 'mum' is used as an adjective. There is nothing attractive about that. It is like trying to attach the word 'bogan' to clothing in order to sell it - not am image people willingly want to associate themselves with.

Somewhere between 'daisy embroidered jeans' and 'checkout' I completely glazed over the word 'mum' tucked away in the description. Good thing I had selective reading because I adore them. Who knew mums were so clued on to how jeans should fit? No muffin tops thanks to the waist that actually sits on the waist, no embarrassing plumber incidences and no circulation cut off when you decide you wouldn't mind having some range of motion. Thanks mum. As much as I choose to not listen to you, in the end, you are always right.
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Monday, June 30, 2014

Living Life, Loving Life



My friends are my sanity. Every day they each get approximately 3064 snapchats, 7 text messages and a Facebook Message conversation** just because I am thinking about them and/or need to speak to them right then and there. Without them I would be one of the following:

a) a crazy cat lady
b) rocking in the foetal position in the corner of my room
c) drawing a face on, and befriending, a volleyball

I am so incredibly blessed to have the craziest, funniest, most outspoken, down to earth bunch of nutters as friends. It makes things like a simple dinner at dim sum, road trips to Bunbury and beyond, and even just a beer at our local, all moments worth remembering.

I am writing this on the back of yet another wonderful weekend spent with my friends, wining, dining, laughing and entering into food comas. The above compilation of photos comes from a recent road trip with my housemates, Quinn and Chloe, and our honorary house mate Megan. These candid shots best sum up the relationships I have with my friends - all smiles and a whole lot of goof. It is comforting to know that I am surrounded by people just as silly, immature and crazy as me.

** When procrastinating or bored, this number increases exponentially
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Friday, June 27, 2014

Fresh as a Daisy, Bright as a Sunflower


Vintage coat (similar here and here) | Missguided sunflower dress (similar here and here) | Topshop heels (similar here and here)

Photos by my gorgeous housemate Quinntessential 

CRYOPHOBIA - Fear of the cold

While it is a little overboard to claim I am cryophobic, my hatred for winter is nothing short of intense. Numb toes and a perpetually runny nose are not my idea of fun. Hence, avoidance of winter, wintery weather and cold occurs at all costs - be it hiding away in my heated room, running away to a warmer city for a sojourn, or blatantly ignoring the fact I should be wearing chunky knits, boots and coats and going hard against the grain. In a sea of dark winter hues, monochromatic print and thick wool knits, this Missguided sunflower dress stands out like a sore thumb. 

Every interesting story, success story or indeed great failure, starts by challenging convention. Where would we be if nobody thought outside the box? What fun is fashion when you can't challenge the norm, explore and get creative? If there is one thing I have learnt from immersing myself in the fashion world, it is that pretty much anything goes. If people can get away with stocks and socks, embellished beanies, and even matching satin pyjama-esque suits, then there is absolutely no reason I can't make my summer wardrobe translate through to my winter wardrobe. This builds an even stronger argument for clashing prints and interesting colour combinations. 'Stick it' to convention.
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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

I Got the Baby Blues


Missguided blouse (similar here and here) | Necklace from Singapore (similar here and here) | ASOS cape (similar here and here) | Just Jeans jeans (similar here and here) | Misano flatforms

Photos by my talented housemate Chlo-va

While the northern hemisphere is gearing up for their warm, sunny, beer filled festival season, we down here in the Southern Hemisphere are rugged up to our chins and still freezing our "royal Rastafarian neenies" off. The countless 'summer sale' emails and 'festival style' look books landing in my inbox are enough for me to seriously consider cranking my heater up to 36 degrees and setting up a blow up pool in the middle of my room (because a holiday to Bali is so mainstream currently the last thing to be considered on my budget). Despite the epic chills we are experiencing in Perth, the stubborn side of me is insistent on wearing clothing generally reserved for 'summer festival season' section of online stores. I am a sucker for fun prints, bright colours and summer cuts.

I have a confession to make. This blouse is piece number 1 of 5 that I picked up from Missguided's dedicated festival section. Yes, I have been creeping pages and pages of summer clothes in the vague hope I would be less pessimistic about the cold. Did it work? No. Having some sort of common sense, I did at least go for the long sleeved blouse and a few other winter friendly options. Fear not, there will be no under-bum showing booty shorts paired with tight fluro crop tops here - save that for Circo festival on the weekend. Instead, I am going to take a baby step outside the box and integrate these festival-esque items into my everyday winter wardrobe. Feast your eyes my friends
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