I’m sure I’m not alone when it comes to being just a little bit curious about the contents in other people’s wardrobe. So, I thought I’d let you all into a small part of my own; my burgeoning shoe collection. It is quite a long video (clocking in at just under 15 minutes), so if you’re short on time, you’ll find an itemised list in the description over on Youtube. My hope is that I’ll have time to start uploading a new video each week, just to supplement the content here on Mademoiselle; so to make sure you don’t miss…
Equipment sleeveless silk pocket blouse So. This was a long time coming. I’ve been adding and subtracting to my wardrobe for so many years that nothing I’ve owned has ever truly looked a little worse for wear. The whole notion of conscious or conspicuous consumption is that you re-wear your core wardrobe pieces to the point that eventually you will need to replace them. They’ll start looking a little sad; the colour will fade, stains will become permanent, fabric will stretch, and holes will appear where they shouldn’t. I’ve had it happen before. The skirt I wore almost every other…
Witchery petal front tank, Lover cherry rosebud lace skirt, Isabel Marant poppy heels, Karen Walker rings I never truly understood the buzz around Melbourne Cup day; and what’s there to understand when you’re an ocean away, and the agenda of the day calls for more pressing concerns than which horse managed to run the fastest. But, as the old saying goes, ‘When in Rome…’. And what better way to celebrate than in a little bit of Lover lace? Get the look:
Having gotten a little too caught up in the pursuit of ‘forever’ bags and shoes, and well… shopping in general, now seemed as good a time as any to embark on a wardrobe challenge. I may not be completely prepared for a summer in Sydney (I mean, what does one wear on 30+ degree days to work?), but using guesswork to fill in the gaps – sometimes unsuccessfully – is not exactly conducive to saving for that holiday I’m planning for early 2015. So rather than try and add new things to my closet (and there will always be new…
Miu Miu bejewelled flats So, I’ve been thinking. Mostly about the thousands of photos tucked away amongst hidden folders, and folders within folders, and haven’t warranted so much as a glance for the last year, two years, or more. It didn’t take me long to pull out the hard drive and start trawling through photo upon photo of my travels to Europe, old blog photos, or those small little moments which I had completely forgotten about; like a catch up drink with an old friend, or the inevitable archive of kitten photos (because lets face it, why wouldn’t you?). And…
