Seen it in my past, back at home

I don't think I am terribly happy with this blog at the moment. It seems I'm not quite able to get the thoughts in my head typd down onto the page without them going through a filter that makes them completely stiff and boring. I've been going back and reading previous posts and my writing feels so jilted, and I really want to try and change that. Ever since I first learnt to write at 5 years old, I've loved the written word, and I think this blog is the perfect place to improve both what I wear and how I write. I only have one year left of school and I know that when I finish, whatever I do it will definitely be focused around writing, hopefully fashion journalism. I also realise the quality of my photos are completely crap, but this blog is meant to be about fashion, not photography as I don't have a very great interest in the latter as a skill. I mean I love other peoples' photos, but it's not a skill I have a greater interest in developing. I live in a tiny fourth floor apartment with no pretty garden to shoot in, my camera is years old and a bit shit, and I have no tripod. To be honest I don't have the money to change any of those things, and I'm far too shy to get someone else to take my picture.

So now instead of whingeing I'm going to put in action what I'm always telling myself to do, talk about the future not the past. I really want 2010 to be a fresh start. Although in 2009 I did swap to a school I absolutely adore showing upto every morning, and I made a whole lot of brand new friends who I know I'll be in contact with for life, there were also a lot of lows. So, once again, 2010: a fresh start. I want this blog to have pictures of my outfits, pictures of inspiration that describe more fluently what is consuming my mind at that moment, and more posts on fashion and the arts (mostly music, I'm not even going to pretend I know anything about visual art). I am extremely happy with the way my style has developed this year, I've let go of a lot of shyness when it comes to outfits I wear, and I take a lot more risks and worry a lot less about what others think. By no means at all do I think my style is “perfect” or anything of the sort, so this year I want to be able to develop it more, become more fearless and remove myself even further away from trends. I'd like to document all of that on this blog. This blog is about moving forwards and documenting the changes, and if anyone else happens to enjoy it, even better.

Ok enough of the rant, here's an outfit:

I bought this green velvet top second hand with the intentions of using the fabric to create something new, but now I think I might just leave it the way it is. I bought this black skirt last week, and I have a feeling this is the first of many slightly-too-short-to-wear-as-dress tops it will be worn under.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Seventeen Candles

1 lighter + A pitch black bathroom = some slightly emo, blurry pictures-obnoxious teenager

Om nom nom...

PRESENTS!

Left to Right

A Crucible of Creative Fashion Talent by Barbara Permezel: Mum found this in a second hand book store, it documents the Australian Gown of the year from 1953-1993. Each year has a gorgeous sketch of the winning gown and a page discussing the dress and the competition that year.
Let yourself sew: This is a magazine from the early 70s on teenage DIY fashion given to my mum by my granma. She found it at my grandparents place last weekend, and knew Id love it.

Australian Memories in black and white, Fashion: The title pretty much says it all, gorgeous black and white pictures of vintage fashion and their relevance to Australia. The pics from the 60s are insane!

Vogue Fashion: Starts with a description of Vogue throughout the decades, and then goes onto an encyclopedia of fashion labels. The descriptions aren't anything special, as they are so short, but the pictures are amazing.

I'm obsessed with tea! On average I drink about five cups a day, and we are slowly building a collection of gorgeous tea cups and saucers.



Breakfast at Tiffany's has been my favourite movie forever (although I did adore the little mermaid as a child... *cough* did *cough*), so I was ecstatic when I was given this gorgeous box adorned with art nouveau images from the broadway musical.

But best of all.......................

My dressmaker's dummies!!!!! I have wanted one for about two years now, but as they retail for $250+, I didn't think I would ever get one, let alone two! A few weeks ago mum was looking through the classifieds when she found one for less than a hundred dollars. Surprisingly she managed to keep it a secret! Anyway, last weekend she got a call from my grandparents saying they were at a friends garage sale and had spotted one for $20, who could resist that?

Finally some veeery dodgy outfit shots:

Thanks for the sweet birthay wishes!
xx

Edge of seventeen

Tomorrow is my seventeenth birthday, so this is the last few hours I will spend as a sixteen year-old. I never get terribly excited over birthdays, as I find it horribly awkward opening presents in front of others, and I hate the fake happy reactions that are necessary when receiving an undesired present. I know that makes me sounds like a spoilt little brat, but I've never been one for loads of attention.

I am however looking forward to a new birthday year. As it falls around the middle of the year, I find it useful to make some resolutions to last me until 2010. Here's a few:

1. Worry less about other people's opinions, and do/say/wear what I want.
2. Spend less time on the computer and in front of the TV, and more time reading, sewing and schoolwork (it has just hit me that I only have 18 months left).
3. Eat healthy and excercise, rather than diet and feel down.
4. Spend less time stressing and more time daydreaming!
I started the day wearing this:

But I changed the top in the afternoon to this:

(HAHA POSE HAHA)


yay yay clashing prints yay

Does anyone else change outfits throughout the day? and I don't just mean for an event at night etc, but sometimes I'll get bored of something, or be desperate to try two different looks with the same item of clothing that I can't wait a few days or weeks to try it out.

Goodbye sixteen! You've been good to me, but lets hope it only gets better.

xx

Back from the grave

I know it's been forever since I last posted, but life has been so hectic for the past six weeks. School just takes up so much time, and when I'm not working I'm catching up with friends. Also I've been trying to fit into a new school, so my clothes have been kind of boring for the past few weeks, but I've realised I'd rather have friends who like me just as I am, rather than try be someone I'm not. Anywayz, my blog and I are back, so outfit posts should be appearing shortly.

Recent Inspiration by:

New Beginnings

Today was my first day of year 11 at a new school. I enjoyed it heaps more than I thought I would. It was practically a whole day of orientation, which was incredibly boring, but the people are friendly, and the teachers treat us with so much more respect than the teachers from my strict grammar school.

(Please excuse the crappy quality of the pic, but I had to quickly take this while my friend was in the bathroom -was definetly not in the mood for an awkward posing moment-, and I'm way too tired for photo editing.)

I decided to play it kinda safe outfitwise for my first day, as I was already nervous enough without having to be worried about my clothes. The school I'm at now has such a wide variety of students; from emos, hipsters, geeks, skanks (for want of a much better word), that I feel much more comfortable dressing interestingly from now on. At my old school we had a hideous uniform, which consisted of a green and white striped potato sack summer dress, and for winter; unfitted blouse (with pin-tucking), baggy green jumper, calf length bottle green tartan skirt, thick navy wool tights and hideous black lace-up shoes. I may or may not post a pic of it, just so everyone can share in my suffering.

Once again I'm sorry for the boring-ness of todays outfit, I'll try make up for it in the next few days.

xx