“Us? Really? Ah…ummm…alright?”
Snapped mid hiatus these guys still exude utter tranquility .
Apologies for the lack of posts, feel free to dob J&i in to DOCS for child neglect!
moving along. FrouFrouu;
Nadia Sarwar . i discovered this blogger via instagram .
Self described as;
its quite evident from this description that she doesn’t create a ‘whimsical world’ of cupcakes, lollipops, macaroons and bullshit . What attracts me to Nadia’s blog is her unique style coinciding with her aptitude to capture a single moment insensible to most (a sound ability of j’s!). she successfully evokes emotion through a simple photograph conveying an unwritten story, one of which forces you to infinitely stare in order to put the pieces together . it makes you wonder what she is doing, where she is going and what she is thinking.
I am in awe of her long dark hair, fair skin, and dark lip tones . my attempt of a similar appearance would result in near resemblance to a withered sea witch… Her prodigal choice of clothing consists of simple individual pieces, yet, put together it’s just fucking amazing! can definitely envision her in a Balenciaga ad tailored for Russh Magazine!
She’s very Johnny Depp-esque…strange to some, but fucking cool! and obviously without the prominent bottle of whisky glued to her hand .
all photos from FrouFrouu .
Just some food for thought on a Thursday . Former Beatles member John Lennon was notorious for his influential perspectives on life . My favourite quote of his is;
“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.”
Following a conversation with a colleague today, we delved upon a realm of escaping reality via the ‘ignorance is bliss’ concept, I subsequently began to ponder on that hypothesis with regards to my finances . Someone once said that money spent on experience or education is never wasted money . To be exact that someone is my fellow Honey&Hook blogger J .
I have a little substance abuse problem I like to call shoe shopping . In particular my addiction applies to the likes of Christian Louboutin platforms, Chanel ballet flats, Yves Saint Laurent Tribute heels, Miu Miu booties, and the list goes on…
Call me pretentious, whatever, I’ve heard it before . But those of you with that preconceived notion fail to realise that these are the designers who convert an innovative idea in to a unique and artistic creation . this is then replicated, or as I like to call it, stolen, by commercial brands and then mass produced .
I understand that the average consumer either;
But I think there needs to be a reciprocated admiration for those who have an appreciative comprehension of the designers themselves . Picasso once said that art is theft . I understand his perspective and although this may be true in some instances, I don’t completely agree with it . Art is established from inspiration, this I don’t call theft, if you scroll further down this post you will understand what I’m referring to .
Now that I have gone off in tangents I should be a little more succinct with my initial introduction . I recently enrolled in to a Fashion Business course commencing next month . Coinciding with this, my car rego and insurance has eaten my funds away . I still also have 2 more payments for my course (which aren’t cheap!) . Despite these impending financial burdens, there is a pair of Miu Miu ankle booties that I cannot live without and have proven extremely difficult to source . However my persistence has prevailed and I have located a pair for $478 – a bargain if you ask me . Now the question is, do I spend the money even though I have outstanding credit card bills with more fees to incur, or do I bite the bullet and succumb to the bliss of ignorance and buy them? how much interest can I possibly incur? And besides, these shoes will always be amazing, even when my kids find them in 20 years time (I don’t have kids yet lol) .
These are the amazing Miu Miu booties .
Now this is what I call theft .
I spent 3 full days in Rome with the intention of sight seeing . No actually that’s a lie, I wanted to shop! I did attempt sight seeing, but I became bored and irritable at the exhausting heat that consumed Rome…and my make up!
After visiting the main attractions i.e. the colosseum, we detoured to the Via Condotti . Basically this is heaven for shopping; Chanel, Dior, Louboutin, YSL, Prada, Miu Miu and anything you could want in an arms reach – half of which is almost inaccessible or limited in Australia . I ended the day with a few more YSL rings, a large Louis Vuitton ‘never full’ bag and cosmetic case .
Despite my lack of interest at the time for the historical monuments around me Rome is a beautiful city . I’d love to go back and explore it more, actually walking in to the colosseum this time . And of course some more shopping wouldn’t hurt…besides you can never have enough YSL . or Louis . or Chanel . or maybe anything haha .
Xx M .
Strolling through the Rocks Markets, this little store caught my eye . Coco Liberace . I have a weaknesso for grecian inspired pieces with evil eyes and lapis charms…so naturally i veered in the direction of this store . Bec, the only store assistant to warmly greet us as we approached the store, had some beautiful pieces – one in particular caught my eye, a chunky gold statement necklace – of course i bought it!
Not to my surprise when I googled their website, this duo established their label in Mykonos…the exact place where my heart has remained for the last year . The catalyst for their inspiration is somewhat refreshing and veritably emulates the treasures you discover on the streets of Mykonos . the exact reason this label is so appealing .
Will definitely be visiting their stores again 🙂
x M .
there’s a really simple pattern keeps repeating itself in my life. every time i go travelling or am by the beach for any longer than a week i quickly revert into what i feel like must be my ‘hippy roots’. i wander around in bare feet, grow extra anklets, rings, toe rings and a sheepish smile on my face. my hair becomes extra dishevelled, there’s sand stuck to my skin and pieces of string tied around my wrists that i find, claiming they have some kind of cosmic significance. i’m not sure what it is about travel that reiterates for me that there is so much beauty found in simplicity but its always rung true for me. with simplicity comes ease, with ease comfort and with comfort comes natural beauty.
i’ve never captured a photograph of me in this ‘natural hippy state’, i think its more a way of being than looking but below is one that reminded me of the evolution that keeps happening upon me.
the photograph is from a night when we all decided to dress up like ‘a garden’, granted the hippy connotations are obvious seeing as i was dressed as flower, but, perhaps this is how my inner hippy would look. (scuze the toilet settings – hey hippies don’t discriminate!)
I felt like I was back at uni again, studying for an exam that would determine my career . Now that I am 150% certain that a career in fashion is something I am determined to exceed in and something that I’m passionate about, this interview became the most important 30 minutes of my life .
After a whole day at work, studying and preparing more to then talking to myself and practicing my answers and how I would structure my sentences, I was finally there . 30 nerve racking minutes . Though I thought I did rather well I had to wait till 9:30am the next day for the result .
In the mean time my boy took me to dinner at a Polish restaurant in Surry Hills for our one month 🙂 was nice to relax and let my hair out .
To conclude my post, I GOT IN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Orientation in 2 weeks, will keep you posted 😀
x M .
After sitting on the fence for almost 2 months I finally built up the courage to submit my application on Friday night to FBI Fashion College . As I nervously waited all weekend for their response, my phone rang this morning and I knew instantly . I ran out the door at work to answer and it was FBI congratulating me on a successful application and moving forward with the next step, an interview . Wednesday afternoon at 4pm . I’ve been shaking with nerves and excitement since that phone call .
What am I going to wear!? Eeep!
Today I learnt how to wash my own car – a chore not complex for some but I’ve always just paid someone $25 to do the job for me . I started the day having breakfast with the boy, appropriately dressed in little ankle booties with a fist full of rings . to then ending up in Chuck Taylor’s, a knitted sweater and soapy water spraying in my face . At least he vacuumed it for me 🙂