Stripes ahoy!

So, tell me, what do I do about this?

I want them, I positively need them but I just think there are some things you need to leave alone. These boots are something to aspire to and look at aren't they? Not something to buy and consequently starve for. You would end up wearing them to death and people would start to pay you out. Such impractical and extravagant purchases are reserved for people who can afford to wear them once and once only right?

Oh it hurts, I really muchos want them.

Dear Derek,

Dear Derek,

I recently took time out to explore your Summer 2010 collection in depth. I have to admit I am one smitten kitten. Your attention to fit and silhouette is more than impressive and the colour palette for the collection is fresh and young.

I feel you have effectively catered to all audiences as you have super sexy pieces mixed in with more demure pieces. I think this deserves a pat on the back.

Furthermore I am in love with the collection's Shoes. Did you do these also? You are very clever.

Anywho, that is all for now.

thank you for your time,

To the gypsy......That remains.....

Stevie Nicks is the gypsy that remains. She is 68 and is still as alluring and mystical as ever. Like so many fashion followers Miss Nicks has been a style icon for me for some time however having recently seen her up close and personal on tour my knees have become even more weaker for her.

The Fleetwood Mac concerto was an absolute blast as every song was an old favourite but despite the epic rock god guitar and drum solos Stevie certainly took the lime light. She had costume changes every few songs which kept me and every other follower more than entertained. Stevie's words and voice were incredibly charismatic but, her personal style is also so appealing. She still channels this witchy street urchin look which she has coined as her own and when the famous artful dodgeresque top hat came out I was ecstatic. She adds dangling scarfs and beads to her microphone stand, her gloves and her tambourine which gives her performance such a personalised touch.

I may explore her look personally... no Velvet corset dresses for me however. i mean mainly just personalised embellishments to dance and play around with at night. Yes that's right watch out! She also had a lot of lace as finishing touches. I love lace. I am going to raid my Nana's place. Oops that rhymed.

Okay, Stevie Nicks shopping list:

• lace (pinched from 1 Grandma lane, Grandmaville)
• beads (is that great bead shop still at the rocks?)
• ribbon
• top hat (too far?)
• tambourine (definitely too far but ooh so necessary)
• tumultuous and controversial love life

I also thought it was worth noting that at the end of the concert the moon exploded to a gigantic size and was the colour of Mars. Despite the intensive Red wine consumption that day i used my highly scientific and logical mind and attributed this to three possible reasons:

1. Mars was hurtling towards us in an unprecedented Planet turf war.
2. I had drank so much red wine that it had leaked into my eyes and everything was going to be a pleasant shade of rose from then on.
3. Stevie really was a witch and had conjured it up to close the show on a sexy, mystical note.
   

Yeah believe it it. Anywho I went with reason three.

Excuse me, i think i love you.

Georgia May Jagger is everything you would expect from the daughter of Jerry Hall and Mick Jagger. In other words she is all lips and legs. She has started modelling and her rock royalty and covetable looks have meant she is swiftly sky rocketing to the top of everyone's most wanted lists.

She has a really sweet humble persona and great personal style. Love that!

Get involved immediately.

Mood board.

So my wardrobe and I channelled Glam Grunge all weekend and we like to call it "Glunge." Chan Marshall and Slash were my muses which meant skinny minnie legs created by nutcracking tight jeans paired with Doc martens and big messy hair. However, I had less hash and greasy hair and more Sem Sauv and Chanel than my style mentors. Its okay to look grungy as long as you still look clean in my opinion. Ripped jeans and baggy t-shirts look cool but look like you lead a mosh pit not someone who spent too long in the mosh pit. Polished make up teamed with dishevelled clothes is GNARLY. Dirty hair and dirty eyeliner complimenting grubby looking "rock" clothes is BOGAN.
Faded t-shirts look great a little over sized and with a hint of a sexy bra strap on a tanned shoulder. Accessories should be small but layered in multiples, think loads of rings, necklace and earrings that would make a hippy proud. Now that you have been schooled in the art of zen and hygiene rock chic ponder over the below:


This look is nothing new or even that daring but it is definitely a hit amongst Aussie girls. We all love to channel rock chick. Why?

I think that maybe our surf lifestyle translates really nicely into rock and roll chic. Surf brands make denim and t-shirts that work well in Patti Smithesque ensembles and our sexy, salty Bondi beach hair also translates extraordinarily. We like to have fun and experiment and we can do that with rock looks by layering accessories and customising our clothes.

Plus rock and roll will always be sexy. Love it

Small thoughts but worth sharing.

Ps. the creepy hearse in the picture is frequently parked in my apartment block garage. isn't it bazaar? it has a shiny red coffin inside it. It must be a gag right?

We-ird!

Working on it.

So, I work pretty hard but to be honest there are certainly days when it ain't so bad. Those long days slogging it out in the office  prepping for shoots are all worth it when the shoot turns out like it did in the pics below.

Slip, slop and slap my ass and call me charlie this was a divine day. Look at that sunshine!

R.I.P

My Chloe bag is no more. Don't Cry for me Argentina it was my own fault. I didn't pay it off in time and David Jones cancelled the lay by. You will be pleased to know however that the hefty some i had already smacked down was refunded to me in its entirety because i lied through my teeth and said i recieved no notice of the impending cancellation. I don't ordinarily encourage such Pinoccio styling but this was a lot of mollah.

I was so depressed that i wondered around aimlessly for a minute... then dropped the earnings in one fowl swoop at the corner shop. Yeehaaaa i lassooed some Lover Pants, a Therese Rawsthorne shirt and some delightgful but obsecenely tight lilac coloured Cheap Mondays.

Moi, a label whore? No way Jose!

Ps... Could David Jones use this as evidence against me for their label?

Dinosaur eyesore

This show got me thinking... when you love pieces from a show but hate others in the show does that mean you liked or disliked the show? I tend to over-analyse things so this is really me thinking out loud. But I'm not sure whether I like or love Giles and this leaves me feeling dissatisfied.
For example for Spring RTW 2010 i loved:

I mean love loved. As in i would marry the looks if legally allowed or remotely sane. Kitsch and sexy and with an element of fun. There was an old woman who lived in a shoe, she was mad but her suit was blue.

But then i hated:

Yes hate hate as in offended by, upset with, not talking to these clothes. Strong feelings to have against harmless garments i know but it is everyone's least favourite green, sickly sweet coral and all are very badly fitted. There is something sublime about a perfect fit. Work it out!

Comments are welcome... put my mind at ease.

x

Legend

Amongst all of this raw, stripped back and "effortless" fashion that saturates our magazine pages don't you wish for a little classic elegance?

Go back to the roots and study a master. Horst P Horst deserves nothing but respect. A real interest of mine and a constant goal in my work and in my own personal style is beauty. I strive for beauty as it is timeless and still subjective. It is a constant and yet ever changing. It is natural and yet able to be created. Beauty is something that should be omnipresent.

Ok class, Horst P Horst was an German classic photographer whose career spanned sixty years. Today his work is still acclaimed as being forever in Vogue thanks to his acute eye for glamour, sophistication and of course beauty.

The pictures will say it all. See below and please mind your drool on the keyboard.

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And who young lady, are you?

As ever this great land we live in is producing more and more internationally respected and more importantly "wanted" models. Mixed into the fashion city stew with Jess Hart, Miranda Kerr and Catherine Mcneil is a new angelic face with a seriously punchy pout.

The (h)it  girl on everyone's lips right now in NYC is Keke Lingard. Well, to be perfectly fair Keke is only half Aussie and is sky rocketing out of sunny Hawaii where she grew up. Actually, lets say semi grew up as she is all but the tender age of fifteen so there is a lot more growing to do yet. I am still going to claim her as our own, so please let me go along with it.  Cue: Waltzing matilda background music, Nikki Webster riding a giant thong and Cathy Freeman carrying both flags. Ahhh... Patriotism. 

Anywho, Keke is divine but with spunk. She skates, she surfs, she walks for Rag and Bone, Prada, Dolce and Gabanna and both ucci's. Pucci and Gucci you say by fifteen? I was loitering on train stations. It was a lot less glamourous I assure you. 

Keke is going to be big. 

B.I.G. 

Big.