M xx .
I recently received Scott Schuman’s book The Sartorialist (yes I know I’m a little delayed) as a gift from my fellow blogger J . This book quickly became my bible . Scott established The Sartorialist to create a two-way dialogue about the world of fashion and its relationship to daily life . I love his perception and analysis of one’s outfit – his ability to identify intricate style details is phenomenal, just like that of Bill Cunningham . It is human nature to make assumptions however this book educates one to perceive others in a different light . perhaps there are contributing cultural or sentimental factors to ones outfit – those of which you wouldn’t know unless you asked .
take this photo for example . Talia frequents the races so one would assume this is just another hat she owns upon the thousands in her collection . This hat was given to her by her nan which at the time resembled a a disc of straw and a bow . with a bit of nurturing she was able to restore the vintage piece to its original condition . though it is a beautiful piece, what stands out the most are her eyes . If you stare a little longer you would almost mistaken them as vintage instead, the story behind them is rather captivating, but a mystery to most .
Talia wears vintage hat, silk shirt by Sandro, rings by Marc Jacobs & Folli Folli, earrings by Mimco, bangles by Peeptoe .
My toes are still slightly throbbing from the Louboutins . Despite falling over every 5 seconds when i first wore them they are the most amazing pair of shoes I own . Every time I wear them I can at least say I extend my walking distance by 20m without falling over . Tonight I didn’t even stumble, success!!
Xx M .
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 .
Anagni, a small town not far from Rome where my grandfather grew up before he migrated to Australia . I was 7 years old when I last visited on a family holiday, I even threw up during our 3 hour drive from Carpineto to Anagni .
I soon discovered how beautiful this town was and how much history it has, but more importantly I was able to learn about a part of my heritage and where some of the fond stories my grandfather shared had actually happened . You tend to lack such great appreciation and understanding at a young age, but at 23 this day was very important to me . Live every moment like its your last and never take an experience or story for granted because in time they are just memories you grasp on to .
On Sunday the 22nd of July, my friend Gabi and I had the opportunity to attend a clothing swap hosted by the Museum of Contemporary Art (MCA) . prior to the event we had each dropped a few old clothes in which would allow us to grab some pieces when we returned . Although we arrived a little late to the event we managed to find a few things . Gabi found some vintage levi shorts and i scored these cool pyjama looking high-waisted pants which i will cut in to shorts . as a first in best dressed event of course there was some stiff competition to grab a beloved item first, we won some and we lost some and ended the day with some blueberry cheesecake and a stroll through the markets . smiles all round!