While most of Sydney has a keen eye on the State of Origin, I’m attempting to switch on my brain and figure out life. I’ve mused on Margaret Zhang's super-styling and fashion ability before, but now let's get hyped over the fact that she is also an intelligent, confident and business-minded individual. A 23 year… Continue reading modern day superwoman.
It's been a nice little weekend this one. A casual brekkie, in what felt like Blue Mountains weather (in Sydney) complete with blue lips and frozen fingers, followed by a sewing sesh, and an inspiring afternoon spent with Margaret Zhang. Here's to hoping she imparted some of that damn youthful wisdom on me. Stay tuned… Continue reading italian for a day.
Over the years I’ve developed a theory of some sorts - maybe not as clever or scientifically proven as a theory, but a thought at least - about personal style bloggers. For me, that was never an opportunity on the cards due to a number of factors - lack of wardrobe space, only a drop… Continue reading anatomy of :: personal style blogs.
My daily style efforts are constantly at the forefront of my mind - the joy, the stress, the end result. Sometimes, and only sometimes, when I feel that I've pulled something together entirely worthy and clever, I wish I was into the whole solo style trend - a blog brimming with personal style choices in… Continue reading musings :: margaret zhang.
The New Year. We made it through 2014, and what a fast year it was. It sped past with hardly any time to blink, or stop and think. But I made it through my first year of a 'real' job, moved out for a while, bridesmaided it up, and kept on dreaming. I'm expecting big… Continue reading to relax is luxury.
Some of my favourite fashion editorials ever are those that involve some kind of weird face paint / body paint / war paint. Either that or they have crazy make up and feathers in their hair. To me, photo shoots should be like a dream - people never could actually pull off these outfits, or… Continue reading photoshoot :: all painted.
Today I made a sneaky post-Melbourne Cup purchase, my watch finally exists. The lady in the store probably thought I was a crazed girl, high on winnings (which I definitely wasn't, especially since 2 poor horses had to pay the price). Thankfully this was a well-planned purchase, thoroughly researched on the net - my shopping… Continue reading shona joy joy.