marni by day

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My friends are the best. The best. They love me, and they support me, and laugh with me, they cry with me, they celebrate with me. And I love them for all of that. The other thing that they occasionally do, is buy clothes in the wrong size then leave it too long to return, and give me them. My best friend Maggie bought this Marni dress. It didn’t sit right on her, but she forgot to return it. And now it is mine. Thank you beautiful angel, it’s so wonderful.

This dress is an all rounder: sack-like midi-dress with boxy shoulders, during the day with flats it looks relaxed as hell, and at night with heels it looks dressy and on point. The pins at the waist keep a little bit of shape, but it essentially fits straight with tapering around the calves.

I’ve decided to blog this dress twice; at day and at night. My day look pairs it with Windsor Smith black leather slides, an oversize Sportsgirl tote, and layered necklaces. Simple as it comes, and it feels beautiful on. Relaxi-dress.

Keep watch, I will post the night look of this dress very soon! Which will be my last outfit post from Adelaide; I’m going to start working on some outfit posts from my new hometown, Sydney.

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STYLING NOTES

Dress: Marni
Shoes: Windsor Smith
Bag: Sportsgirl
Wallet: Comme des Garçons
Necklace (shortest): Nanna’s pendant, vintage
Necklace (middle): rose quartz pendant, vintage
Necklace (longest): Alexander McQueen

balenciaga virgin

Balenciaga was one of the first labels I ever truly loved. I got a ‘chucked in the deep end’ kind of education to high end fashion labels when I started modelling at the age of sixteen, and Balenciaga was one of the first labels I looked at and went ‘oh yeah, I get it.’ (I remember the first collection I ever loved, it was Ghesquière’s spring RTW 2007, with those jewelled science lab goggle sunglasses.)

It’s taken me seven whole years since then to get a piece of my own from the label. I knew I wanted my first piece to be something quintessentially Balenciaga, that I’d be able to wear all the time. So I decided on the Arena Wrap Bracelet. Those riveted Balenciaga studs; you can spot them a mile away. I’m a happy gal.

 

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you don’t have to be rich

IMG_0448   These Maurie & Eve jeans and Windsor Smith slides have featured before. But we should all be honest with ourselves here: do bloggers that post outfit photos weekly with brand new clothing have some magical endless wardrobe or income? I certainly don’t. I can’t afford a brand new addition to my wardrobe every week, just like most women my age. I blog to share my knowledge and style, learn, write, and to post things I like. Quality and passion matter most to me with style posts, not quantity. Innovation isn’t buying new stuff to shoot all the time, it’s working through adversity, being creative and styling the same pieces in unique ways. Speaking of unique personal style, I got told the other day over dinner that I looked like I was wearing pyjamas. It’s not something I haven’t heard before. I wear a lot of black, and it’s always slouchy and relaxed, no bra, you know what I’m talking about. My wardrobe is almost wholly made up of oversized tees. It’s fucking amazing. Like at the end of dinner and everyone’s complaining about wanting to unbutton their jeans, and you’re sitting there in stretch dropcrotch pants and you are SO FUCKING COMFORTABLE. Couldn’t recommend it more. Use the Olsen twins as inspiration – their ‘look, I love expensive labels but fuck off if I’m not going to be comfy’ vibes have inspired me for years. This outfit is slouchy, comfortable, and perfect for running around on those ‘I have a thousand things to do and no motivation to do any of them’ kind of days. The tee is soft cotton and I’ve had it for too many years to even remember where it’s from. Maurie & Eve’s ‘Word Jean’ is in my top 5 favourite pieces of clothing I own. I really need to photograph the back of them so you can properly see the dropcrotch detail, it’s fantastic. The Windsor Smith slides have barely come off of my feet since spring hit Adelaide. The sunglasses are my favourite newbies – a darling friend runs a incredible label called Supa Sundays. He gave me these wonderful ‘Maximillion’ sunnies, and I adore them. The leather-look caps on either side of the frames are just so sick. You can find them here. IMG_0453 IMG_0505 IMG_0413 IMG_0521 IMG_0430 IMG_0542

STYLING NOTES

T-shirt: unknown
Bra: American Apparel
German shirt (around waist): Aussie Disposals
Jeans: Maurie & Eve
Shoes: Windsor Smith
Sunglasses: Supa Sundays
Clutch: Comme des Garçons

photos by Daniel Freer

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pedestrian blogster awards

Sick news! I’ve been nominated for a Blogster of the Year Award by Pedestrian.tv. I am very very humbled to even be nominated, so thanks to everyone who’s helped me in any way with this site, and that includes my readers! \(*^▽^*)/ To vote for me, click on the banner above, then click on the little ‘Like’ button on the right hand side of the site. Thanks again you legends \(^▽^@)ノ

deathless goddess

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STYLING NOTES

Jumper: Topshop
Skirt: Temt
Shoes: Nike Flyknit Free Run
Bag: Sportsgirl
Snood: K-Mart
photos by Daniel Freer


Its been bloody freezing this past winter. Spring is technically here, so that means finally being able to bare a little bit of leg, fucking finally. This draped skirt is a good little cheap number from Temt – if I could afford a Rick Owens version I would, but unfortunately here we are in 2014, still not rich, still buying Rothmans instead of Marlboros, and still Rick Owens-less.

Mumma Sarge bought me this jumper from Topshop in the UK. It’s quite amazing that even in a fast fashion chain store, the outerwear purchasable from the UK is ten times warmer than that in Australia. I love it because it’s natural unbleached wool. Every now and then people will comment on it being stained, and I could retort with some very snooty comment about how ‘actually, no, that’s just the natural fibres, they’re not heavily bleached so there will be blemishes in the wool’, or at least I would if I was a worse person.

Finally, my favourite sneakers I ever did purchase: black Nike Flyknit Free Runs. How I loved them, such incredible beauties! Unfortunately I purchased them a size too small, so they are no longer in my possession. I’d kill to get another pair. They were not meant for this life with little old me. RIP.


“O powerful Nike, by men desired, with adverse breasts to dreadful fury fired, thee I invoke, whose might alone can quell contending rage and molestation fell. ‘Tis thine in battle to confer the crown, the victor’s prize, the mark of sweet renown; for thou rulest all things, Nike divine! And glorious strife, and joyful shouts are thine. Come, mighty Goddess, and thy suppliant bless, with sparkling eyes, elated with success; may deeds illustrious thy protection claim, and find, led on by thee, immortal fame.”


 

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