Sunday, 30 March 2014

Comfort Zone

As airheaded as this may sound, I've decided that being surrounded by well dressed people is one of the best feelings in the world. This realization dawned upon me when I was queuing to visit the L'oreal pop up boutique at this year's Melbourne Fashion Festival. Call me what you want, but I looked around me, taking in all the eclectic fashion choices, and had this moment where I just thought to myself: holy shit, I love this. All of it.

Sadly, I didn't have leeway with moolah to buy tickets to the runways I wanted to go to - all of which cost upwards of a hundred dollars.  Of course there were more pocket friendly options for the lesser known shows, but then I thought: or I could use this money to buy a new dress...  So I just suspiciously lingered around the steps of Docklands Central Pier like a imposter, hoping to catch a glimpse of a famous fashion blogger in the flesh. This went on till hunger and cold won out and I headed back to satisfy the cravings of a rumbling tummy.

I've mostly done shoots in natural settings, so the harsher lines of plain concrete and worn down wood was a surprising challenge to work with. Add to that the fact that I was decked out in white, florals, pastel shades, chiffon, an underwhelming amount of black and a maxi skirt - I'd normally never fulfill these categories, all at once. While I really warmed to this, monochrome, pleather and creepers of impractical height will always hold a special place in my heart.

Zara Blazer | Forever New Floral Maxi Skirt | White Sleeved Crop Top similar here | Bershka Chunky Heel
Floral Statement Necklace similar here and here | Watch by RobergĂ© Geneve, Auriga Collection | Prada Mini in Ottanio

Photo Credits to Lily : check her blog out here

- R 

Sunday, 16 March 2014

Red Letter Day

You can never go wrong with a bright lip colour to spice up a duller colour palette, is what I learned when I moved to Australia. My terribly overdressed self used to reside in a much more conservative asian country, where a bold red lip would earn me stares and whispers in malls and on streets, so you can understand why I have only just begun to appreciate it's beauty. 

Due to my forever bad planning, I arrived home, absolutely grungy after a sleepover, with just over 40 minutes to take a shower, put my face on, dry my shaggy mane of hair, AND pick out something to wear. (I can hear you scoffing, "ha! I can do that in half the time!" But trust me, when you are as indecisive as I am, that is no small feat.)  So you can imagine my surprise when I turned to this as a last resort and it brought such life to a hastily thrown together outfit. 

Lily and I headed off to an annual vintage charity sale at Como House, South Yarra. It was held in the ballroom of a 19th century mansion with the most beautiful gardens. You should have seen us, practically foaming at the mouth at the sight of such a multitude of photo ops. Which resulted in probably my most photo-heavy post to date. Both Lily and I picked up some gorgeous vintage finds at a fraction of the usual price, which totally made our day. Keep an eye out for them in coming posts! 

Cheap shopping, beautiful setting, good company - I couldn't have asked for more. (Well, not getting lost on the way there and back would have been another plus point, but you get what I mean.)  

Black Shorts with Lace trim similar here | Underground Triple Sole Creepers | White Rock Ring 
White Chiffon Top similar here | Leather Satchel (Lily's) similar here | Skull Collar Pins 
Checked Sweater similar here | Leopard Print Sunnies | Revlon Lipstick #725 Love That Red

Photo Credits to Lily: Check her out here to give her some unicorn lovin'.

- R 

Monday, 10 March 2014

Pastel Hues

I've always been on the fence about spring and summer in Melbourne, despite the glorious array of blooms the gardens have to offer and the cafes advertising gelato and iced coffee. If you haven't read in my previous post already, I'll have you know that I'm probably not the firmest advocate of glaring sun, heat or tanning. I'm that girl, always putting on sunscreen and scurrying into the blessed shade of trees or buildings, where there is any to be had. This is mainly because I have developed enough sweat glands for a whole mens football team, which is not ideal. 

Not entirely sure what the whole point of that paragraph was, besides providing too much information about my sweat gland activity myself. 

January through March saw the peak of the kimono trend - I honestly did not think these bathrobe lookalikes could look flattering at all, but hey, here I am, jumping on the kimono bandwagon. I must say I've been pretty attached to this item of clothing recently - it shields against the burn of the sun, and is heaps of fun to twirl in. 

My most recent adventure into the sun with this piece was to the annual Moomba Festival, held along the banks of the Yarra river. I intended to catch the evening sun, but my inner pig won out and I spent a good amount of time chowing down on a massive hotdog and a cup of hot chips, zealously guarding the latter against the throngs of little children running around. Chasing the last dredges of light, I stumbled upon this little garden  filled with beautiful blooms that matched my kimono to a tee. The delay as a result of my gluttony was actually a blessing in disguise - the warm backlight of dusk is so beautiful.

See, I knew the hotdog and chips were a good idea. 

Cotton On Paisley Print Kimono | Black cami similar here | Round Leopard print Sunnies here and here 
Zara black shorts | Steve Madden Blunna Bag | Patent Leather Creepers similar here and here
Lovisa necklace similar(ish) here and here

Photo credits: Lily ! C'mon. Go on. Show this girl some unicorn lovin'. 

- R