Saturday, March 31, 2012

Heaven


I spent last Sunday in Byron Bay, just roaming about in the rain with my friends. Anyway, after a snack stop at the lovely Beloporto, I ventured in to this smelly, candle-filled, intense insence shop where I disovered these little bottles of perfumed oils. This one, Heaven, smells as great as it sounds and, at $9, it's a delightfully cheap option when Chloe Eau de Parfum est trop cher :) I might have to pick up a bottle in Divine Sandalwood too. It smells like India.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Parcel


I arrived home to find this brown paper parcel lying on my bed. Now, as I am sure you all know, recieving a parcel, or even a letter (the hand written sort that isn't from your dentist or your bank), is an excruciatingly joyful thing. There is nothing quite like tearing open the papery package to find something beautiful and thoughtful within.

Today was no exception. If anything this parcel was better than all the other parcels I've ever received put together! Well, it wasn't quite as heart-warmingly special as the care packages my friends and family used to send me in France (Dunlop vollies, Frankie magazines, and tins full of milo!), but it still brought a smile to my face.

Yep, today I recieved my purchases from Free People!! I'd never bought anything from their store before, but I must say, I wasn't at all disappointed. The clothes are amazing! The quality is that expensive, lush sort that one doesn't often find in the shopping centres of Northern NSW, and the pieces are beautifully cut. I will be getting a lot of wear out of my brand new skirt and paisley top! First stop, Blues Fest!! I promise I'll include pics :)

Saturday, March 24, 2012

A Musical History of my Little Life

I have 3 great loves in my life: fashion, music, and my future husband, Chris Martin of Coldplay. Today I am going to discuss the second of these.
Music has been a significant part of my life ever since I was a youngin', sitting on Dad's lap as he played piano. He was a professional musician and singer, and it was under his influence that I fell in love with the music of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and other Swing greats. Dad may have retired to a life of music teaching now, but his taste in music hasn't changed a bit, and I will still arrive home from school to discover Frank crooning from the record player.




It wasn't until I was about 10 that I moved on from the world of the Rat Pack and the occasional show tune (Singin' in the Rain was my favourite movie for a year or two) I went through a brief Avril Lavigne phase, initially ignited by a free ticket to her concert (thank you Nikkola). Avril was followed by Alanis because, let's face it, they are pretty damn similar. Then I began to follow my mother's taste.



Mum was a triple j junkie and always knew the hippest of the hip. She also loved a bit of Pete Murray, Xavier Rudd, and Ben Harper. So I decided to have a listen to Jack Johnson, a pioneer of this surfer-turned-muso phenomenon. I listened to him religiously for approximately 3 years, and refused anything that wasn't featured on a Coastal Chill CD.



When I was 13 I met a boy who was obsessed with music. I in turn was slightly obsessed with him. One day, he sat down at a piano and began playing a song. When he asked me if I knew it, and I, the musical recluse that I was, said no, he was appalled. He stood up and exclaimed "But it's Stairway to Heaven! By Led Zeppelin! They are the best band ever!!!" And so blossomed a love for the old stuff. I traded in my Jack Johnson for a world of rock: Led Zeppelin, Queen, The Rolling Stones. It was all a bit sporadic but I enjoyed it thouroughly.



Then in 2010 I went and lived in France for a year, and became aquainted with a bunch of "French Stoners". They wore t-shirts emblazoned with Jim Morrison's face, sat in cirlcles smoking and discussing their past acid trips, and listened to The Grateful Dead through oversized headphones. My love for rock became a love for anything from the 1950/60's. I emmersed myself in the counterculture, read On the Road numerous times, and began wearing Jim Morrison t-shirts myself.

Now my musical taste is still very much sixties orientated, though I am trying desperately to branch out into some newer stuff too. Here is a list the albums I adore at the moment:, in no particular order:


1. The Doors- The Doors


2. A Creature I Don't Know- Laura Marling (check her out if you haven't! She is amazing!!!)


3. Blonde on Blonde- Bob Dylan

4. Joni Mitchell Hits- Joni Mitchell

5. Rubber Soul- The Beatles


6. Two Shoes- The Cat Empire (a ridiculously awesome Australian band)


7. Bliss Release- Cloud Control

8. Pieces of You- Jewel (again, AWESOME!)


9. Happiness and Surrounding Suburbs- Ball Park Music (a lovely Brisbane-based band. I saw them live on Friday and it was brilliant!!)


10. Les Sac des Filles- Camille

Friday, March 16, 2012

Inspire


















Just a little look at the things which inspire me; the photos that lie scattered about my bedroom; the pictures strewn across my desk; the things fastned to my walls
Photos courtesy of tumblr.com
For more inspiration visit my tumblr: www.onlyogresknow.tumblr.com

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Abbey Lee










I am slightly infatuated (as is most of the fashion world) by the gorgeous Australian model, Abbey Lee Kershaw. There is something wonderfully innocent in her doll-like face, with those beautiful blue eyes, and yet se exudes sexiness and grungy cool. How far she has come since her Girlfriend Model Search days.
 All photos courtesy of Tumblr

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Study





I like to dress up for the arduous hours (more like seconds!) I spend studying. The more colour the better :)
This is what happens when my dear friend Aleesia interrupts my study with a Canon DSLR and the prospect of a run on the beach :)

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Pastels



It's official! I want/need coloured hair. Preferably pink. Please and Thankyou.
It appears I can do a trial run with Kevin Murphy's clever little product, Color Bug.
Photos courtesy of 4th and Bleeker