Can anyone actually believe that Christmas is in FOUR DAYS?
When you’re a kid, you literally want everything for Christmas. All the things, ever created, everything, just give it to me.
As you get slightly older, you learn the valuable lesson about quality VS quantity, but yet you still want ALL OF THE THINGS.
Finally you get to the point in your life where you actually learn the value of money and you realise that most of the time presents are a massive waste of money, unless there’s something you genuinely want or need.
We become sensible grown up humans, asking for things like exercise gear to pre-empt the usual New Years resolutions, bath towels, sheet sets or Soda Streams. Gifts become less of a treat ad more of a necessity. Less of an “I want” and more of an “I need”. What happened to that little girl who asked Santa for a real live unicorn? Well screw it. This year I’m asking for a unicorn. A really big one. The best one money can buy.
… Either that or i’ll settle for anything Helmut Lang.
Although we’re not quite into Summer yet, last Friday definitely marked the turning point for me. It was a day that separated the strong from the weak, the men from the boys and the functional A/C units from the non-functional.
Sure enough as temps reached 34 degrees in Sydney City at 10am, our A/C at work decided it had had enough and took off to the beach, or to someone else’s office with a working system. Needless to say, the hair went up, the shoes came off, the whining and whinging commenced and I watched a group of relatively mature individuals turn into sweaty, grumpy hot messes. Literally.
If news reports are correct, Sunday is also set to break AC units state wide as we prepare for a 40 degree day, in other words, the hottest November day on record for the last 5 years.
Ideal scenario for a 40 degree day? Wearing nothing, while sitting in a cool 17 degree temperature controlled room.
Second place goes to a bathing suit, an ice cold Corona and a gentle sea breeze.
Nike Signal T-Shirt / The Upside Paisley One-Piece / Nike Air Max Thea
Mondays are usually not the most enjoyable day of the week. Add together the remnants of a hangover from a Weekend of indulgence with a collection of late Friday afternoon emails that you didn’t get to, along with a FedEx delivery full of approvals and a few other pretty bad bits of news and you have the recipe to make you either want to run a mile and sweat it out or turn to the bottle.
Luckily with Summer just around the corner I pushed away the bottle, stood firm in my Nike’s and powered through an intense cardio session, after which, I ate a Pork and fennel Sausage roll and some creamy potato and broccoli thing that was definitely too delicious to be any good for you.
Pointless exercise, yes. Therapeutic work out session, definitely.
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Silk dress made my me / Seed Elley Banded heels / Jigsaw Box Clutch / YSL ring / River Island Body Harness (worn underneath)
I recently attended a friend’s wedding and as per usual I was making my own dress. The process began as it normally does, with plans of grandeur and intricate design details. These plans soon turned to “quick what can I pattern make and sew in 1 week” (as per usual).
While in my panicked state, I had a momentary lapse in judgement of making a bias cut slip dress, but I quickly snapped out of it when I remembered that after all the formalities are through and through you are basically eating and drinking for a prolonged period of time. The solution to my quandary?
Let the eating begin.
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I purchased this Free People cape/dress thing and I’ve been staring at it in my wardrobe, counting down the days until it was warm enough to wear it. As soon as I felt sufficiently tanned , it was on me like mac on cheese. Or cheese on mac. Either way.
If this is what it’s like to wear a mu mu then Homer Simpson was on to a winner. Comfortable, breezy, and black.
Boxes ticked. Also pandas.
Free People Cape/Dress / Buddha Tassel Necklace / Target Mules
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Yeap, after a gloriously sunny warm weekend I developed more than just a slight tan. I woke up with the most horribly congested head ever known to mankind and while I would have loved being at home on the couch, I was instead at work, sniffling, coughing, getting cold chills and in general being patient zero.
Sick day attire if I was at home? My biggest jumper, my IPhone, a blanket and not much else but a whiny, disgruntled look on my face.
Nothing new really.
It’s Friday! The laziest day of the work week.
Who wants to think about putting on more than one item of clothing on a Friday? No one. Unless you’re a guy.
That’s why today, I settled on my favourite hybrid that is, the Denim Onsie. Cool enough to work with the warm Spring sun, long sleeves to combat the still slightly icy wind and to top it off, it’s DENIM.
So with the challenge of working out my wardrobe well accomplished, I am now faced with another more pressing natter. Going to the bathroom.
Rag and Bone Denim Playsuit / Karen Walker Sunglasses / Marcs Heels
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