This piece was written for VAMFF. It’s the unique intricacies and quirks that make us wholly who we are. Without these, we are not ourselves; we do not truly live the life set out for us. So it was that Kate V M Sylvester unintentionally discovered her craft. What was once a high school habit… Continue reading the report: wear me.
This piece was written for Voxfrock. It’s a tale of two worlds behind a fashion show. The models. The dressers, artists and organisers. The convergence of these is only witnessed by a few outsiders. To the unknowing eye, the runway is planned and then simply executed. But behind those heavy black curtains, teams of people… Continue reading backstage with the rookies | Voxfrock.
I’m about to launch myself into a rollercoaster, whirlwind weekend of inspiration, fashion and writing. Pretty much my three favourite things. VAMFF kicked off the other day, beckoning me back to the wondrous city of Melbourne. This time, instead of making lists to trawl the best-of-the-best cafes and eateries, I may find myself subsisting on… Continue reading sleepless in the city: hello vamff.
I have a confession to make. There is one major downside to dressing a little bit more sustainably. I've been walking around with a hole in my jeans. The even greater problem is the frequency of this occurrence - like, let's estimate, every one in four wears, at least. My treasured Nudie jeans are getting… Continue reading the downside of sustainable fashion :: a jeans story.
It was always to live in London by the time I'm 30, for as little or as long a period. It feels like that age is encroaching way too fast, my life is definitely not together like I had imagined it would be, and the thought of moving sometimes seems a little crazy. My FOMO… Continue reading melbournite for a day 2.0.
Somehow today has become a very inspiring day. Starting with a new cafe visit, another checked off the ever-growing list, complete with the most delicious brain-food omelette. Then a mass of chores ensued, and the feeling of cleanliness accomplished. Baked some veggie bread followed by a short afternoon walk, and now sipping my warm tea,… Continue reading the sustainers :: campbell charlotte.
This little collage I pored my lunchtime into sums up how I felt on the weekend, following two massively delayed flights, both to Melbourne and back. So much time spent whining and whinging, stressing about the wrong information on the departures board (surely our gate hasn’t closed when the plane hasn’t even arrived?), and asking… Continue reading thought process of airport waiting.