Take me with you

"Broken down kitchen at the top of the stairs
Can I mix in with your affairs?
Share a smoke, Make a joke
Grasp and reach for a leg of hope
Words to memorize, words hypnotize
Words make my mouth exercise.
Words all fail the magic prize
Nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs"


-Add it Up, Viotent Femmes


Introducing Giles and Maddy.
As soon as I saw a photo of Maddy I knew I wanted to do a shoot with her. She has these crazy amazing eyes, and an almost uncanny Jennifer Connelly look ('circa the Labryinth with David Bowie. One of my most favorite films).
My friend (photographer) Elle Green had been dying to do a shoot of Giles, and I had agreed to style it for her.
Last minute we were both like..."shall we throw a chick in the mix or what?!" and boom. here we are.
I love how this shoot turned out, with a 'real school girl dates older guy' vibe. Suggestive and a little naughty.
(yes yes I really AM into the whole high school thing arn't I? well, don't pretend you arn't too. Looking at these two is bound to up the temperature).
Just picture him, picking her up from school and driving her home, blasting old school rock n' roll. They would pull up a block too early and climb into the back seat. He would give her her first drag on a cigarette, then kiss her forehead when she coughs it right back up.
Innocence.
You were all there once, so go on, re-live it a little with this shoot.
Enjoy.
Special thanks to George from Ksubi for the get-up.

Maddy wears: One Teaspoon shirt, Ksubi tee, Tiffany&Co bracelet, One Teaspoon cuff, Tiffany&Co ring, large ring from a vintage safari store in Manila.
Giles wears: Ksubi Singlet, Ksubi 'Amercian Flag' jeans, Ksubi boots.

Wanna skip school with me?

"In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading

Oh the glory that the lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth"

-Sufjan Stevens, Casimir Pulaski Day

Each day walking to work, I can't help but notice the group's of private school boys and girls look to be a whole lot older than I remember being in my senior year.
This year, I have been out of high school for 5 whole effin' years, so you can imagine I feel like I should be a heck of a lot older than these teen's...
They don't look eighteen. Is eighteen the new 25? If 50 is the new 40? holy heck, how can you possibly tell anyone's age these days! Usually the preppy uniform is a dead give-away, but it feels alot more like a Ralph Lauren campaign. Obviously the adolescent's catching my eye are rediculously good looking, and watching them each morning making out with their their private school girlfriends in the park and behind corner's has got me in the mood.
I'm prepping it up.
Wanna skip school with me?

Sweater vest : vintage from 10ft single, Williamsburg Brooklyn, Skirt: American Apparel, Laptop case: Marc by Marc Jacobs

Marker Pens : Collaboration between Sharpie and Marc Jacobs

Shirt: Dizzie Hong Kong, Bow Tie: Topshop man, Lipstick: Tom Ford Ginger Fawn (epic name), Journals : Moleskin 2pack

Oh Manolo!

"Bad kids all my friends are bad kids
product of no dad kids
kids like you and me

Bad kids aint no college grad kids
livin life out on the skids
kids like you and me"

-Bad Kids, Black Lips

Last week I attended the opening of Manolo Blahnik's collection in Liberty (thanks to Natalie and SLAM PR xx).
It was a super private party with only around 30 of us, sipping on delicious cocktails, chatting, and all avoiding the awkwardness of eating the fish and chips out of up side down cones.
(well, that's why I didn't eat it, but I presume their were a few less healthy thoughts circulating the space)!
We were then privileged enough to hear Manolo give a talk about his love for film, (which was born, and has developed, from not being able to sleep at night. He stated, "Since I don't sleep, I choose to do other things with my time". A statement in which I will ALWAYS remember.) He truly is an encyclopedia full of film knowledge. It was incredible to hear him speak. 
Best dressed goes to Manolo's neice Kristia, who wore a design by her friend Antonio Berardi(who also attended, you would know him best as designing the crazy boots with no heel that Victoria Beckham released on the world!) She honestly looked like a fashion illustration. Incredible long limbs, and she just naturally made geometrical shapes with her body as she glided through the room. It was hard not to stare.
When we left, I looked inside my Liberty tote gift bag to find a signed copy of a Manolo Blahnik illustration book, with sketches of some of his most famous design's.
I felt four years old again, and nearly made the cab grow wings and fly off the street with all the happiness jumping out of my heart (kind of like the flying car in Harry Potter.p.s I actually had to download and watch Harry Potter the other day because being in London is just too much of a tease....I'm still searching for Diagon Alley, I'll keep you posted)

Me and the main man himself

Left, I wore top: Laugh Cry Repeat, vintage fur collar found in Bird-In-Hand Antiques Pennsylvania
Right: Bianca Jagger and Manolo Blahnik

Kristina Blahnik, Antonio Berardi. Right: Lara Bohinc

Home Sweet Home

"Girls !
We are not crazy
We're not afraid of you grown-ups
We'll go ask the queen of this kingdom
If you won't let us play with screws and hammers

Boys !
We are not shady
We are not afraid of you adults
We'll go talk to the king of this kingdom
If you won't let us play with dolls"
- Playground Hussle, The Do


I'm missing home today. I love my house. I'm so lucky.
It's an old, tucked away beach shack with pastel mint walls, a view of the ocean, and a super sunny balcony with cock-a-too's galore!
So I thought I'd share a shoot that friend's of mine, Angus and Julia Stone did there.
I did some styling for Julia, but it was more like she would come over and play in my styling room, and we would have a tea party and swap vintage treasures.
They are embarking on a European tour at the moment, following the sold out Australian tour they have just completed.
I can't wait to see them rock Berlin, and hopefully do some more vintage clothes swapping.

(bring your Sunday finest Julia! and don't forget my bright orange maxi cape dress with the sunflowers! I'll put the kettle on!)
Photography : Henry K
Featured Knome : Borris

Can I grab your deet's?

"Of all the intersecting lines in the sand
I routed a labyrinth to your lap
and never used a map sliding off the land
On an incidental tide,
And along the way you know, they tried
They tried

But we got sea legs
And we're off tonight
They can't have that to which they've no right
You belong to a simpler time
I'm a victim to the impact of these words,
And this rhyme."
-Sea Legs, The Shins
 

Effin HECK.
Ladies and Gentlemen, if you will all please be seated I have an announcement.
(warning: local Londoner's, the below excitement may be perhaps non-inspirational to your knowledgeable, and extremely lucky minds)
I have discovered the glory, the beauty, the heart stopping sky rocketing kind of store that I never thought I would encounter outside of the delicious fashion hideaway's in Hong Kong.
I have discovered..... 'T*K Max' (don't stop reading! I know it is the lamest sounding name you have ever heard, and you probably have an image of a cereal box cartoon action hero in your imagination right about now, but wait, it's not!)
It is a chain store that stocks designer samples and old season stock, mixed with vintage (and a whole lot of other non-sense that is quite irrelevant). 


I walked in and staring right at me was an Emilio Pucci jacket that was greater than any jacket I had seen in a while. Geometric madness and a subtle bell sleeve. Next was a Dolce & Gabbana bright orange mini dress, followed by a lime green Calvin Klein jersey slip...by this point I already had that 'about the levitate off the floor' kind of happiness in my heart, so I really jumped on the bright Geometric band wagon.
I'm a firm believer that bright coloured geometrics are actually 'classic', and it's not about whether they are 'on-trend' (whatever the f$%k that means anyway) it's all about being in the mood for them.
And then it happened...I discovered my new favorite brand. Amoungst all the racks, everything I picked up continued to be from the same label. There was some serious flirting going on. 
Introducing...Manoush.
The designer is inspired by gypsy's, Morrocco, lux fabrics and crazy amounts of details. We, are a match made in effin heaven. Look it up. Right. Now. You may have to sift through some middle aged women daginess, but in the collections are treasures any kind of gypsy would skip a heart beat about.
(oh my gosh I have so much to effin tell you guys right now! but i'll resist)
It's all in the detail. Being a designer, I know the cost and super hard work every single individual detail takes to achieve, so when garments are packed full of them, I almost bow down in honor....
I cannot meet clothes like this and not give them a home, so I therefore probably cannot go into this store for the rest of my trip. One time did enough damage, but lucky for me, I have some new lovers hanging in my closet.
Oh la la.

There's a part of me that desires to wear this kind of vibe everyday.

Left to right : Manoush Cape, Manoush beaded vest, Pucci Jacket, Pucci Dress

Matching Manoush vest and skirt : anything printed that is matching? worn together...the only way to wear it.

The Emilio Pucci Jacket ( with my Marc Jacobs tee and Bassike Jeans)

The King of Convenience

"Things seem so much better when
they're not part of your close surroundings. 
Like words in a letter sent, 
amplified by the distance. 
Possibilities and sweeter dreams, 
sights and sounds calling form far away, 
calling from far away."
singing softly to me - kings of convenience


Saturday in the village.
Thank effin heck for that!
I felt saddened by the lack of headpieces I brought with me on this trip, so decided I needed to get nifty. Quick smart. To fill the void.
The antique fur I found in the town of Bird-In-Hand, Pennsylvania, (yes that really is the name of the town! Now can you see how 1/7th of my soul was left there?!) includes a matching collar and hand warmer, made of (at a guess) Sheep's wool and rabbit? So they both have this looooooooong section of fur attached which is so so rare, as most fur finds are short and (dare i say it) common.
So, I decided, to wear the collar as a hat. It does up at the front, so I moved that section to the back and bang! fur hat!
In these photos it seems extreme, but i can move it round to have the shortest section at the front. It's  just, after spending all day falling in love with Emilio Pucci at the store down the street, i was feeling a little bizarre. 
Now, I just need to wait for London to get chilly enough to rock it without effin sweating (serious note to pommies : your weather is warm and FINE! I understand you get snow, which by the way is beautiful, but PLEASE stop telling me how unbearable your weather is, and how 'fantastic' your tube system is. You are all very mislead. the end.)


Fur collar and hand warmer: Bird-In-Hand Antique store
Rings : Antique safari store Manila, Tiffany & Co, One Teaspoon
Bra : American Apparel
Lipstick : MAC

Another Day Another Labyrinth

"tell me, baby, tell me 
does his company make 
light of a rainy day? 
how i've missed you lately 
and the way we would speak 
and all that we wouldn't say 

do his hands in your hair 
feel a lot like a thing 
you believe in 
or a bit like a bird 
stealing bread out from under your nose?"
- Bird Stealing Bread, Iron and Wine


I made it to London and was greeted with non other than rays of sunshine and smiling flowers!
The only food available was a small japanese place at the end of the (extremely long) cobble stone street.
(poor me, sigh)
So I was clashing somewhere between  the film "The Secret Garden" vs a Harajuku vibe....
(although Harajuku is kinda always my vibe. I practically pour it over my muesli in the mornings)
I cannot even express the amount of love in my heart for my new (vintage) Michael Kors black suede clogs (praise the lord for the New York, loaded, size 7 shoe, fashionably-retarded enough woman to not realise the magic of these beauties)
They are a  match made in heaven for my older sister's frilly school socks (from 8 years ago), my never-fail sorbet Topshop dress, my Australian Army vintage military jacket and my Marc by Marc Jacobs handbag.
As soon as these photo's were taken the sun dissapeared and it never came back.


Welcome to London?

takes one to know one

"When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you."

- Jace Everett Bad Things


Introducing today's girl crush...
Samantha Noble.
Australian actress and friend of mine.
All i brought to this shoot was the clothes....
she, my friends, brought the rest.
This shoot was for various media publications, so she successfully (and effortlessly) morphed into a million different characters.
Clothes are compliments of Bondi store Tuchuzy mixed with my vintage treasures.

Start Spreading the News

New York.
Take 3.
This time round, I made a solid effort to re-visit all the nook's and crannies I like to call home.
Marc Jacobs on Bleeker, vintage in the lower east side, and vintage in Williamsburg Brooklyn.
After a week of tireless scavenging for epicness, and dwelling in dungeon bars, I headed out to a photography exhibition that actually ended up being in a friend of mine's labels store Ksubi. 
Feelin' inspired, I rocked my favorite new vibe. 
Give me anything with oversized arms, a sneaky hint of chiffon, and some lux jersey teamed with leather...oh add a splash of bright pink lippy to the equation and this is a bubbling cauldron I like to drink on a regular basis.

Top : Laugh, Cry, Repeat

Shorts : One Teaspoon (designed by me)

Clogs : (Made by me)

Bag : Thomas Wylde

Scrunchy : Markets in Manila

Rings : One Teaspoon(designed by me), Tiffany & Co, Surry hills markets Sydney

It's an Amish thing. You wouldn't Understand

"God, it's great to be alive
takes the skin right off my hide
to think I'll have to give it all up someday"

- M Ward

Nestled in the heart of Pensylvania, exists a place I long to live.
Straw hats, minimilist clothes, black capes and antique store's that literally levitate you to a whole 'nother world.
I have found my nook (well, one of them at least).
A way to describe it,(and a word of warning firstly, this will only be relevant to Harry Potter fan's) is if you were "the one who must not be named", and you were choosing the seven places in which to place the seven sections of your soul
, for me, this would be one of them.
Actually, throughout the places I will be heading in the near future, I want to find the other 5 (I bet in your brain you just went, "she really can't do math, 5 + 1 = 6, duh", but in fact, the first obviously would be hidden in the house I grew up in, Freeman's Reach NSW Australia).

This is me out the front of one of the spooky churches wearing : Topshop dress, boots made by me.