Puffed up and bruised

I got my wisdom teeth out yesterday, which means I am confined to my couch for the next week due to my hilarious bruised chipmunk face.

I put this outfit together a few days ago after watching Sid & Nancy. To be honest I wasn't terribly blown away by the movie, I though the script was poorly written, and I'm sorry but Nancy's voice almost drove me to tears it was so whyyynnnnnneeeeey! What I did love about the movie, however, was the clothes! I've always had a rather large soft, squishy spot for punk, so I adored the leapord print mini's, ripped fishnets, leather everything, messy/shaved/died hair, stilettos and combat boots, piercings, dark red lips and ripped jackets.

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I didn't want the outfit to be too costumey, as I've never really been a fan of being a part of a sub culture, but I think I kinda failed.

Tried it on with some jackets, because I thought this would work better in winter; firstly my mums old leather biker jacket, and then my dads old black denim jacket.

For fashion at school last session, we had to print three fabrics based around a sub culture (I chose punk), and this is my favourite:

I think this year I want to get further away from the hippy clothes I wore a lot of last year (although I'll never give up my florals!) and dress a little more punk. Although after seeing the fantastic clothes in Sherlock Holmes I'd also like to dress a little more masculine, although my generous hips may make that a bit tricky.

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First time for everything

Today I put into action one of my main goals for the year ahead, which is to tone up and get fit. I went to a place I thought I had confined to only my most horrific of nightmares........... The gym! Considering that last time I visited one (at least two years ago) I managed to fall off a stationary bike and ended up with a bruise the size of my hand on my calf, I though this was quite brave of me. Anyway I ended up having a great time, I think I finally get what all the middle-aged-women magazines mean when they go on about endorphins, even though I left dripping with sweat, red as a tomato and incredibly stinky (my dad insisted on covering the car seat with a towel and discreetly wound down his window). Anyway the reason as to why this has some sort of relevance to my fashion blog, is that my gym membership has created a big problem. GYM CLOTHES! I did a post on this about a year ago, but I am still clueless when it comes to how to make running shorts, singlets and sneakers look at all stylish. Maybe I should dress like this:

so my clothes can take the attention away from my poor running/cycling/rowing/anything physical skills. Ok maybe not. Anyone got any suggestions?

Before I braved the gym I headed out to coffee (well, strawberry milkshake) with my friend, and ended up having to lug bags of groceries the never ending (10 min) walk home, while wearing this:

But tragedy struck just before I walked out the door:

My *fake* pearls broke!!!!!! Hopefully I can re-thread them, this is definitely one of my favourite necklaces.

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!!!

You are a shining star

I'm leaving to go stay with my sister in the blue mountains tomorrow and won't be back until after boxing day, so merry christmas everyone! (or should i say seasons greetings, I'm not even religious myself).

I think everyone should go out (or online) and buy themselves a present from the kate moss for topshop christmas collection, I know I certainly feel as though I deserve it after this long year. I am so desperate for this dress, and kate looks like the ultimate sexy-sultry-bardot in those fishnets and bouffant hair (yes I'm not afraid to admit I have a ginormous girl-crush on her, but who doesn't?).

xxxx thankyou for reading

pursuit of happiness

Grumpy punks, bright lights, bare skin, shakespeare and playing pretend. My style has been such a hodge podge of ideas lately which is mirrored in my current inspirations...

I know that she knows that we know

I had an incredibly productive day today.....

• Baked my friend a cake for her birthday tomorrow
• Booked my flights for melbourne in january
• Booked my test to get my learners licence
• Bought a new skirt, top and slip
• Rang my sister to plan my week with her next week
• Joined a gym
• Went for a run
• Read part of The Picture of Dorian Gray
• Watched Dr Phil (well maybe that one wasn't terribly productive)

I'm normally such an unorganised person, it feels great to have got so much done in one day! Now all I've got to do is christmas shopping, pack for my sister's, christmas cards, say bye to friends....AHHHH THE LIST GOES ON!

A Day by the Lake

One of my best friends left for a two month holiday to the states on the weekend, so we had a farewell picnic by the lake on friday. It was one of those rare, lovely summer days where it's sunny and warm but not sweltering hot, and minus the ten minutes where we were attacked by a hungry group of magpies, it was a very enjoyable goodbye to a friend. Highlights would have to be taking stalker pictures of runners (tip- pretend to be taking a photo of a friend, but really zoom in over their shoulder), irritating other picnicers by singing obnoxiously loud to ipod speakers and eating the choccy cake I iced to look like the american flag (including an accurate amount of white dots for stars).

Yummy!


Leave us alone stupid birds...



My friend chasing swans in the grossest murky water ( 2 dead bodies were found there over the last week)

This was a guys T-shirt with a gross logo that I cut off and then sewed on the lace. I turned it around (for a bit of modesty), but I'm annoyed it's not quite long enough to wear as a dress.

I don't mind my incredibly white skin when it means I get to wear gorgeous sunhats.