Kate Sylvester, ‘The Last Sitting’, MBFWA 2013 It’s two hours before midnight, Fashion Week is looming, and I am completely and utterly unprepared. Facing the prospect of completing a marketing test at 10pm this evening, my lack of concern seems somewhat warranted, as my entire focus today has revolved around reading and re-reading my many elaborate notes. Unlike last year, I’ll be working straight through the week, popping down to the Carriageworks for the few shows I’m adamant I can’t miss. While I doubt I can take too many liberties with what I’m wearing throughout the week – a relief…
image source: afterDRK One of the first things I sacrificed when tackling the ambitious task of fitting my entire wardrobe into two (!!) suitcases, were a number of my cumbersome, woollen winter knits. The soft cosy kinds which envelope you in warmth on the crispest of winter days. My justification? The lack of a ‘real’ winter in Sydney (or so I’m told), and the need to allocate that precious suitcase space to what else other than shoes. In hindsight, I suppose I was a little too thorough, as at last count, I had a meagre choice of two options, a…
Alexander Wang tank, Karla Spetic skirt, Opening Ceremony heels, Celine trio Why mess with a winning combination. Black on black is almost always in favour with me; it’s essentially a blank canvas you make your own with layers, cut-outs and texture – all of which are going to be in abundance as the weather continues to cool. And when all else fails? Pair with your highest of high heels and daintiest bag and you’ll be good to go. Get the look:
Witchery blouse, Lover cheetah silk shorts (similar), Karen Walker sunglasses, Proenza Schouler PS11 As a girl there’s often the general assumption that your favourite colour will be pink. Cotton candy Barbie pink, a real cliche if you ask me. I’m hesitant to pick a favourite, rather focusing on the colours I don’t like so much (green) as opposed to the ones I do. Yet here I am, in the sweetest, girliest bubblegum pink top I could find – a sign that the times are changing, and perhaps I really am trying to embrace a bit of colour in my wardrobe.…
When I was younger, there was nothing that I loved more than rifling through my mother’s jewellery box and parading around with one of her many handbags. My favourite? A white metal mesh purse with a thin strap, that I would fill with bobbles, mum’s lipsticks, and multiple outfit changes for my Barbie. Twenty years later, and these bags are set to make a revival, following the relaunch of heritage brand Glomesh in 2013; with shoulder bags, clutches and wallets reminiscent of coveted styles during the 60s and 70s. My personal favourite? The vintage clasp style purses that bears a…
