Winter has truly struck the Nation’s Capital. Most mornings I am waking up to a car thoroughly covered in ice, fog, and the pitch black of the early morning void. I was in Jindabyne over the Queen’s Birthday long weekend and it was warmer there than it has been here!
Ordinarily I am Mr. Winter. I am a Winter according to the wonderful 80’s dressing-to-colours system,
I love the cold, I prefer winter fashions, blah blah blah. This year, however, I’m just not prepared for winter. My wardrobe is still in shambles after the past six months of Blogging hiatus, I’m still carrying last-years ‘winter coat’ (read: fat), and I do not own a single sensible winter coat. It is a disaster. Luckily, I’m off to Sydney for a long-weekend in a fortnight with Mags and Meags, and we intend to spend three whole days shopping.
Today’s outfit: charcoal pinstriped Blazer – St. James, thrifted skull-print HIGHLY FLAMMABLE Pashmina – designer impostor McQueen from Chinatown white long-sleeved cotton Top – Country Road heavily studded leather Belt – random sale at a hotel in Canberra distressed 3D taper Jeans – G-Star Raw black leather Chelsea Boots – Country Road
I just have to cobble together enough ensembles to survive the next eight days, and then I’ll be in Sydney and I can get this ridiculous wardrobe situation sorted. I’m actually considering a fairly drastic wardrobe overhaul to the realm of near-uniform aesthetisim. I’m toying with the idea of just giving into my ravenous navy blue lust and becoming like, a goth-smurf…
Greetings and salutations delightful readers, I am leaving for Melbourne relatively shortly for the weekend. I am hoping to update while I am there, but I’m not making any promises. And I’m getting a new Tattoo.
Today’s post is going out to Claire from Harbour Master, who said I was hilarious and intelligent, and literally made my day.
So, if you’ve been reading my Blog for a little while, you’ll no doubt be aware that A)
I am a huge worrier, to the point where I have to wear a retainer to stop me grinding my teeth and I get stress ulcers (Hot, non?); and B) I am somewhat of a snob. Really, I have no right to be either – I lead a fairly charmed existence, and I was born into a lower-middle-class family, so I’m not exactly old money or anything. I am comfortable, in that I have a very well paying job, a boyfriend I adore, a circle of friends and family who tolerate my neurosis to the point of Sainthood, and enough disposable income to justify my ever-expanding wardrobe of demi-designer and quasi-vintage bits and pieces.
However, I tend to waft through life in a perpetual state of alarm and/or fury.
The smallest things in the world will lead me to ‘Worry a problem-out’. No, that is not a euphemism for masturbation*, it is an actual, factual process by which I attempt to imagine every possible facet and scenario pertaining to my current quandary- a process which usually leaves me so distressed and exhausted I collapse into a bucket of KFC and forget why I was psychotically worrying in the first place.
So, you can imagine how something like, say, returning to education to undertake an entirely new area of study, might, say, leave me in a fragile emotional and mental state.
To be perfectly honest, I have been obsessing over undertaking Fashion Design with a view to one day standing at the helm of my own label, for approximately nine years now. Nine years of umming and ahing, of weighing up the pros and cons of prospective schools, of judging my own creativity and wondering whether I’m actually good enough or not. My process of ‘Worrying my problem out’ has all but left me that undertaking Fashion Design will see my future going in the following way:
Enrol in Fashion design course
Proceed with course for a while, sitting at a B average Inevitably wind up realising that all my designs are passe
Have my designs labelled as ‘Sad McQueen imposters’ by tutor
Drown my shame in mountains of KFC and cooking sherry
In a drunk and belligerent state, break up with my boyfriend, call my best friends and divorce them, and set all my clothes and possessions on fire before passing out naked in the street.
Become the homeless guy living outside my previous employer’s building who barks at people.
Yes, that is literally how my brain works. I over-think things to the point of psychosis, and then my brain shuts down and I eat my pain, forgetting entirely what I was worrying about until I run out of fried chicken.
So, when my Course Materials for the Diploma of Fashion Design arrived this afternoon, after I enrolled last week in a fit of ‘I CAN DO IT!’ fever… Well. Let’s just say the A4 sheet of KFC vouchers that arrived today are coming in handy right now.
*AH HA HA – I totally brain-p0wned you all then – now you’re thinking of me in a compromising position and doubtlessly wanting to vomit a little. Sorry.
Today I had the great pleasure of attending the May ‘Only on a Sunday’ monthly lunch at Old Parliament House here in Canberra. The day could not have been more perfect for it: the sun was shining but the air remained cool, and the delicious smells of roasting chestnuts and goat filled the sublimely enclosed space of the private courtyard.
Today’s outfit: charcoal pinstriped wool Blazer – St. James, thrifted cream wool Scarf with Russian design – thrifted from Material Pleasures grey and black 3/4 sleeve Shirt – Industrie black leather Belt – JAG faded black zipper Jeans – ASOS black leather Chelsea Boots – Country Road
The lunch today was absolutely amazing and if you are a Canberra native or even if you’re likely to visit the city in the future, I strongly suggest checking out the Kitchen Cabinet website and trying to make it along to one of these events. The next one looks AMAZING!
Today’s menu: Chestnut Soup Goat stew, spit-roast goat, potato salad, Greek salad and garden salad Chestnut pannacotta with candied chestnuts
The boyfriend and I have developed something of a ritual, where every time I go and get my hair cut, he picks me up afterwards and we go and have dinner at our favourite Chinese restaurant in Dickson, Canberra’s Chinatown.
As such, however, I was left in a bit of a pickle when dressing this morning as I needed and ensemble that: was work-appropriate; would not show the hair I’d be covered in; would be suitable for dinner; and was warm enough to deal with Canberra’s icy weather. I’m not really sure that I achieved all of them, but at least I was warm and didn’t look covered in hair.
Today’s outfit: shearling leather Jacket – Barneys NY, for ASOS black Henley – American Apparel black leather Belt – JAG heavily distressed Jeans – Industrie black leather Boots – Country Road Parfum: Eau Fraiche – Versace
I love my hairdresser, Elise. Elise owns Rhubarb &Mein Lyneham and is amazingly talents and exceptionally awesome. Everyone that works there is. We didn’t really do a great deal to my hair because we’re growing the top out so it can be a proper bouffant/coif again.
I have been thinking a lot about my wardrobe in the six-months I’ve been absent from Blogging, and I have begun to take the steps towards weeding out the elements that don’t flatter me and that I just don’t like; building towards a new and improved collection of pieces that I love.
This fur Scarf is one of my more recent acquisitions.
You absolutely cannot tell from the image, but it is actually composed of strips of rabbit fur that have been knitted together into an elastic loop. It is pretty amazing, if I do say so myself. The colour isn’t exactly what I pictured, but I actually love it and was pleasantly surprised. It certainly embodies the sort of aesthetic I aspire towards.
Today’s outfit: charcoal pinstriped wool Blazer – St. James, thrifted charcoal rabbit fur Scarf – Arielle, from Parliment Clothing white long-sleeved Top – Country Road black leather Belt – JAG Motor 3D taper Jeans in light wash – G-Star Raw black leather Chelsea Boots – Country Road Parfum: Naughty Alice – Vivienne Westwood
Winter is galloping towards us here in the ACT. I need to purchase a few winter-friendly pieces ASAP.
This morning it was -4 degrees when I woke up, prompting me to stay rugged up in bed for as long as humanly possible. It was also Canberra’s first frost for the year of 2012. I love winter, and the cold, but there is always something about that first frost that really shocks the system.
Naturally, to combat the cold, I decided to wear a thin silk T-shirt to work :S
Today’s outfit: grey herringbone and plaid Blazer – Eagle Clothes, thrifted light grey ‘Narcissus’ print silk T-shirt – Alpha60 chocolate brown leather Belt – Country Road ‘Riley’ tapered Arc-cut Jeans – G-Star Raw chocolate brown leather Shoes – Raphael Steffens from Carmen Steffens Boutique Parfum: Anglomania – Vivienne Westwood