Missing you

 

Where do I start? I’ve been so busy with my work that I haven’t had a chance to visit you, I’m very sorry. K has been busy keeping our blog alive and she is so, so wonderful! I feel like I’ve been glued to my Janome. And that is just for my Seamstress work!

But with my absence, my mind has been brewing beautiful ideas of things to come. My zealousness of fashion design is all that I think of. Day & night. So I’ve promised myself to go back to that place of creativity, one that I loved so much. I will let you see what unfolds!

And my newest love… Paddle boarding. This is something that I now crave! My husband and I go for long paddles along the bay, cruising over shallow reefs filled with sea turtles and fish. It’s just amazing! I can’t even describe the calm that I feel when out there…just me and the ocean. And the sunrises, oh the sunrises! I must take a pic for you all just to see what I am feeling and seeing! There is even a little community of people out there that you say “good morning” to and “how nice is this…just magic” conversation.

 

It also truly gives you an amazing appreciation of our oceans, the sea life and how well we are taking care of it. I pick up rubbish down at my beach now and even out in the ocean when I’m out paddling because I see the beautiful turtles and sea life that are swimming right under my feet. You come to understand the winds and the tides and become one with your environment. It inspires me and I love it. Next stop: Fiji!

 

Love C xx

 

 

Byron Boho

My new fashion Icon, Nicole Richie. Her style is effortless boho yet sophisticated, feminine and quirky. Everything I strive for when I dress. This particular vest by none other than Winter Kate has had my eye for quite some time.

I was enjoying the fashion during a weekend at Byron Bay recently while I was there for a festival. Byron Bay is famous for a lot of things, but I think it is underrated when it comes to fashion. For me, to scour the fashion in Byron Bay is one of the main reasons I go there. The people there are so liberated and aren’t afraid to let their imaginations run wild and express themselves freely, the street fashion in this town reflects this.

Sure, Byron has its run of the mill shops with their mass produced merchandise, however if you dig a little deeper, you’ll find those fashion quirks and pieces of hidden treasure in the pre loved fashion shops and independent designer shops just out of the main hub. If you are there for a festival, then you need look no further than the markets to showcase the talent in and around Byron Bay. It really is a gold mine. And, if you aren’t lucky enough to find a piece of fashion gold, you can rest assured you will find style inspiration everywhere you look.

I was lucky enough on my last visit to stumble upon a few pieces of hidden treasure myself. The least of which is this handmade vest, which is reminiscent of Ms Richie’s Gypsy Rose Vest (above). It has quickly become a staple in my wardrobe and marked the beginning of my boho obsession.

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Now, to find myself some head scarfs…

Peace out!

K x

The Clown wants his Pants Back!

I’m going to start this blog with a somber story. A couple of weeks ago a good friend of mine’s father passed away. It was a sad time for us girls as we are all very close and couldn’t bear the thought of seeing one of our best friends going through such a hard time, and we all knew her father well. He always had a great sense of humour and saw the good in life, so it was fitting that our friend asked us not to wear all black to the funeral, but to wear colours because that is what he would have wanted.

I try to avoid wearing all black at funerals, but when I got the message about colours, I couldn’t go past this silk maxi skirt I had sitting in my wardrobe just waiting to come out and brighten someones day.

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The skirt is one I designed myself and it was sewn together with the impeccable skills of Mrs C herself.  It is high waisted, lightweight,  silk, and well, slightly transparent. I have a thing against lining, I much prefer petticoats, or something of the like, under my designs. With such a bold skirt, I had to be mindful that I was attending a somber occasion and I toned it down with a black t-shirt dress (doubling as a ‘petticoat’) and tights, neutral jacket and boots.

The funeral was a Friday afternoon, so I wore this outfit to work first. On my walk to work, I couldn’t help but notice that the skirt was definitely turning heads, and bringing smiles to people’s faces! It’s so rare to see someone wearing such bright colours in the midst of winter, and i honestly think this eye catching skirt added a little brightness to people’s day. I even had one lady stop me in the street to tell me that my skirt was really beautiful.

I was a little apprehensive about wearing the skirt to the funeral, had I been too bold, too presumptions to wear such bright clothing on such a sad occasion?  I was relieved when I arrived and saw a room full of people in bright scarves, floral outfits, white dresses, and even men in Hawaiian shirts. My beautiful friend was wearing a long aqua blue dress and looked angelic as she said a heart wrenching  farewell to her father. The colours were a really lovely touch, and a very fitting goodbye to one of the most kindhearted and loving souls I have ever met.

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Afterwards, at the wake, we celebrated the life of one amazing man, with champagne of course. One of my friends and I decided to post a picture of us with our champagne on Facebook.  After many lovely comments from some friends on the photo, my brother piped up and commented “the clown wants his pants back”.  Well, brothers always have a way of bursting your bubble don’t they!  I must say, I did have a bit of a chuckle at this, but it won’t stop me from wearing this skirt again. It’s worth it for the sunshine it brings to me alone from wearing it, and I like to believe that it did bring a little ray of sunshine into an otherwise cloudy day, metaphorically speaking.

K x

This blog (and skirt) is dedicated to an amazing man, Glenn Sage, and his even more amazing daughter Debbie Sage. Love you xxx

The Temper Trap

I know this blog is supposed to be about fashion, but i did say that it would also be about stuff that matters. Right now, I’d like to talk about my second passion, music. To me, music matters. Like fashion, music is not simply the noise you are listening to, it’s in the streets, it verbalises the collective consciousness that is happening in society, politically, emotionally and societally,

Every once in a while a band will speak to your heart. This is what I’ve found in The Temper Trap. Their second self titled album lives up the to the expectations of the critics after their award winning first album, in my opinion, it exceeds  expectations.

The Temper Trap is not pop, so to speak, you don’t listen to one song once and love it. It takes two or three listens to really get the meaning, and understand the feelings the song is trying to convey.  In my experience, the most amazing people in my life have been earned this way, and I like to think its the same with bands. The best ones aren’t catering to your needs, they wait for you to cater to them, to spend the time to get to know what they stand for and what their about.  The best music communicates feelings. The Temper Trap do this with conviction.

‘So throw me a line, somebody out there help me, I’m on my own’. Just a few lines from their hit single Trembling Hands from their second self titled album. Its heart wrenching, soulful, open, and uninhibited when it comes to feelings and emotions. Even if you’re not experiencing the feelings they’re singing about right now,  if you’ve ever felt the pangs of heartbreak, if you’ve ever felt deserted, alone, lonely – the songs on this album speak these feelings, like a journal you’ve been keeping, come to life.  You’ll find yourself relating, and even reliving, those feelings you’d long forgotten.

Thats the magic of the temper trap’s lead singer, Dougy Mandagi. It’s the conviction in his voice. There is something about his execution that conveys the emotions and the depth of the lyrics which resonates in your soul.

Truly  Amazing. For anyone who appreciates the kind of music that will speak to your heart and awaken your soul, check it out, The Temper Trap.

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K xx

Nail polish, it makes the world go round!

Forgive me fellow bloggers I have been remiss! I have been busy working on some creative projects, which i’m sure you will hear about on here shortly.   Today, however I  wanted to share with you a simple revelation I discovered today.

Last week I was quite sick, I spent a very boring weekend at home alone mostly, and the weather here the last few days has been nothing but miserable. All of these things have affected my mood and I’ve been feeling less than upbeat over the last week.  Today, while I was sitting at my desk doing work that generally does the oppposite of bringing a smile to my face, I decided I was going to do something today to cheer myself up. I decided to head to the nail salon on my lunch break to get my nails painted.

I underestimated the effect this would have on me!  Who would have thought a $12 file and polish would put a smile on my face.  But it had the desired affect and now everytime I glance down at at the bright, burnt orange on my nails, it brightens up my day and lifts my mood.  This colour is called “A role in the Hague” by OPI.

Such a simple little thing, and I feel like my day has been turned around. With this effect, everyone should have colours on their nails! the world would be a brighter, happier place!  OPI have a great range of bright, eye catching colours, with great colour names like “who needs a prince” pale pink, “My chihuaha bites”, bright orange, “You’re such a Kabooki Queen” coral, who could resist?

Yep, Nail polish, it makes the world go round 🙂

K xx

Let’s Go Sailing!

I fell in love with the nautical look this winter. It reminds me of Summer and the Ocean. Some of my most favourite things in the world.

Maybe I’m just already looking forward to Summer coming, like I always do in Winter and maybe I’m also a bit in denial when Winter rocks around that I hold onto things that remind me of Summer.

It’s a vicious cycle every year really. I just love Summer so much here! Mind you, our winters are very beautiful and I even went Stand Up Paddle Boarding (supping)  last weekend and the water was amazingly fresh and clear! And now I’m just dreaming of Summer as I look out at the ocean and I’m totally diverting from what I really wanted to talk about – Nautical!

So, I love navy & white stripes and red together. And when I found these jeans I knew this was the moment I could finally make this look work! So it began. I needed striped tops badly and since then have bought 5 tops in some sort of stripe in the last 2 months. It’s becoming borderline obsessive. But I figure I will get great wear out of them come Summer with my tangerine maxi skirt (yes that colour works too), my white linen pants and I may just have to whip up a cute knee-length red skirt too!

And these are my quirky butterfly shoes straight from New York, which I know have nothing to do with Nautical, but hey, they’re awesome! I will always be fond of these shoes.

 

And they go effortlessly with my red jeans! What do you think?

I have been trying to find a good pair of nude heels to complete the look, but alas, when you’re looking for something in particular it’s nowhere to be seen!

I will keep you updated on my epic search for the infamous nude heels…

C x

Guess what makes me weak at the knees


It’s no secret, i’m a self confessed shoe-aholic. It doesn’t take much for a pair of shoes to make me drool but when it comes to Guess shoes, I’m not exaggerating when I say they make me weak at the knees. Here I was wandering around in a sea of designer shoes at the David Jones shoe sale, I mean there were Oroton, DKNY, Armani, Florsheim, Milana shoes there for the taking, I was in my element – But when I got to the Guess table with 40% off – well lets just say the world stopped, I started salivating and yep, I went weak at the knees.

Somebody please tell me who designs the shoes for Guess, because I am absolutely in awe.  I had to exercise every ounce of self control not to splurge as I walked out of that shoe sale empty handed. “No K” I said to myself “you have enough Guess shoes, you don’t need more”…

Well, now I’m home, let’s recap on my Guess shoe collection and see whether I do in fact need more…

First, there’s the leopard print heels with a hint of red.  Great for dressing up some plain black pants or a skirt at the office, or with a racy LBD on a night out.

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then there’s my faithful Sexy Black heels, that never fail to impress and go with anything!

 

These shoes are made for comfort  too – I brought them to wear to Melbourne for the Melbourne Cup and I wore them without any pain from 9am right through  until 2am!

 

Yes, these ones have  definitely earned their place in my closet!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And last but not least the ever so functional kitten heel points (yes, Guess make sensible shoes sometimes too!)

So,What is the answer to the question:

Do I have enough Guess shoes?

NO! of course I don’t. I don’t feel a  sense of satisfaction or pride from walking away from that Guess sale at David Jones empty handed.  In fact, I think I failed miserably!  Clearly what I need are MORE Guess shoes in my wardrobe, they’re amazing, functional, and sexy! Nice one sensible K  pffft that’s the last time I listen to you.  First chance I get, I’m going back to that sale, and I won’t be walking away empty handed!

Dreaming of Guess….

K xx

From Paris with love…

So, K is well ahead of me in the posts! I must admit I am discovering the world of blogging so please be kind.

To begin… I’m married with kids. So I dress not only to look fabulous but I also dress smart most days to be able to navigate my way through the day to tackle such things as bending over a million times, stain-potential tasks and walking everywhere. I like to be comfortable. So I must say, white is limited in my wardrobe and my heels are not too high and not too low, they’re just right!

Just like K, I love hand-me-downs and I love a great find at the op-shop!

Which brings me to today’s outfit. It certainly has a story behind it, like most op shop finds and hand-me-downs, but I think this one is kind of special…

I love my knit which I am told it came from Paris…say no more! The previous owner hadn’t even wore it, the tags were still on it when she gave it to me and she thought it had my name all over it. I tend to agree really, don’t you? The grapes on the back are just gorgeous and it has delicate white elbow patches. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of wearing it nor will it ever leave my wardrobe.

And my shoes…my shoes…

Now here’s a sad story that ended happily ever after. Upon moving recently, we donated a whole lot of stuff to a local charity last week. Flash forward to the weekend and I realise my boys’ baby clothing is missing! To say the least, I was truly devastated. I had plans to up-cycle their wares into blankets for them both and suddenly the memories and the motherly task were taken away from me, just like that!

On the Sunday I called the Charity just in case they hadn’t unpacked the two painstakingly sorted bags of each of boys clothing, crying on the other end of the phone like a sad, blubbering mess, when someone picked up the phone.

“Hello?” I say bawling now after no sleep from the previous night worrying about who had bought their first little beanie they wore home from hospital or the cute little rompers that I no longer have….”yes, we still have them and yes, no one has touched them, they are still in their bags…you’re LUCKY we had a busy day yesterday” “Oh My God, Oh My God!….May I have them back?” …”yes”!

Now I do have a heart and I felt bad about taking back from a charity, but my reasons were just and sentimental. So when I picked them up yesterday, I thought I’d have a dig around and buy something to clear my conscience, right the wrongs in the world and make karma happy.

Actually, I think  Karma came my way after I found these shoes. Never worn RMK’s in just the colour I’ve been looking for, at the perfect height and just at the right price of $5. Couldn’t have asked for a better find really. Could even call myself  a little lucky…

C x