Dress: Stussy
Jacket: Levi's (vintage)
Boots: R.M. Williams
Bag: J.W. Anderson for Topshop

This dress looks like a shirt, but I can assure you it's not.

1. Sportsgirl shorts, Sportsgirl cardigan, Cotton On Body bra

2. American Apparel bra, Ripcurl Girl jacket, Sportsgirl headband

3. ASOS crop top, Cotton On shawl

My housemates have abandoned me for far off sunny places and I don't know to cope with all this quiet. 

I've spent the past two days prancing about in fur and lingerie, doing ballet in the kitchen, and reading Lolita on the balcony.

Today I thought I'd be a little more productive and pick up all the clothes (so many dress up sessions over the past 48 hours!) strewn across the lounge room. This, of course, quickly digressed into a selfie session, because what better use is there for an empty house?

I'm listening to the birthday goddess Lana Del Rey, and drinking water from a wine glass- is this my version of bad ass? 

Only one week until a trip home saves me from myself. 

Sweater- UNIF
Jeans- Topshop

I found these jeans in my wardrobe and I'm not sure that they fit, but hey, they're Topshop and hey, they are still tags-on new.

Forget taking my denim for a test walk, I'll get out On the Road or at least out on the balcony couch, living vicariously through my favourite North American wanderer (after Holden, of course). There is nothing like a post-assessment (2 down, 3 to go!) reading session, accompanied by lemon ginger tea and an unusually sunny day.

Excuse the dramatic tripod selfies, but I'm in celebration mode and feel like I can get away with anything. And yes, that includes rainbow knitwear with grandma-frightening drug references.

Beanie: ASOS
Shirt: ASOS (not normally that creased!!)
Skirt: Op-shop
Shoes: Converse
Bag: J.W. Anderson for Topshop

First of all, I'd like to apologise for the less-than-stellar photo quality. A new house means a new camera set up, something I am yet to fully organise. The move has also left my beloved Canon, Chandler, unusually temperamental- he's been throwing hissy fit after hissy fit since arriving in Carlton around 6 weeks ago. Whiny bastard.

I am back in Melbourne and life is officially up and running. After nearly three months of lazing about on the beach, the city and all the commitments that come with it, are a bit of shock to the system. Uni has well and truly started, work is on every weekend, and I've barely had time to breathe let alone unpack my room, hence my taking photos on the balcony. Meal times mean scraping together the few ingredients I have bothered to buy to create a spinachy, tomatoish, chickpeaesque mess- delicious, nutritious, but rather boring the seventh time round.Yep, the stresses of student life are back...

And I am 100% happy about it.



Today I was in a stay-at-home-and-read mood that probably had something to do with the 35 degree mugginess outside. What began with a lime cordial and Northanger Abbey, quickly became a crafternoon (and morning!) 

My hair was first to be art-ified, as I spontaneously dyed the ends this flamingo pink. I've been chasing after Abbey Lee Kershaw's ombre locks since 2011, and am more than happy that I finally caught up. I particularly love how well my new colour goes with my favourite lipstick, MAC Darkside. 

  

Channeling...

Fairy Floss

Flamingos

Wednesdays when "we wear pink"

Onion's have layers. Ogres have layers. 

Ah the almighty Shrek, forever quotable and forever hilarious.

 Today I embraced my inner Ogre and transitional dressing to adapt to the increasingly temperamental Melbourne weather. 

Layering is a new concept to Northern NSW, beach-going me, but I am slowly learning the facts of Victorian life. For example, one coat is never enough, and umbrellas should always be kept in handbags for sporadic storms.

 Today I went for a shirt, another shirt, an anorak, and a MASSIVE snood/cowl/scarf. And thank goodness, it was freaking freeziiiinnnnggggg. We even put on the central heating, which is usually a no-go for our student budgets. 

In other news, I paid the bond for my new place in...wait for it... BRUNSWICK. Woop woop, no more Hawthorn, just groovy Northern suburbia. I am actually really excited, even if it means leaving my current housemates, who are pretty damn wonderful. I'll be moving sometime next month, so expect a bit of a room tour.



Jumper- thrifted
Jeans- American Apparel
Clogs- Similar here

Today I am off to my local caffeine spot for a couple of flat whites, an apple cinnamon muffin, and a long day of bullshitting my way through yet another university assignment... oh the joy! 

For my essay writing escapades I thought I'd test out a new 1960s inspired look to go with my new 1960s inspired haircut. I would have loved to go full haul and wear a leotard and black tights en bas, but unfortunately I do not have the body or charm of Edie Sedgwick. Ah well.

  

Today I decided to stop being so damn lazy and actually attend my Media and Society lecture...for the first time since I began the course 5 weeks ago...woops?

Anyway, despite dragging myself out of bed and hitting up my local caffeine spot for not one, not two, but three soy flat whites (!), I couldn't be bothered wearing anything remotely constricting/high-heeled/smexy. Ideally I would have slipped on a pair of silk pajamas to get on the whole from-bed-to-breakfast-in-town trend, but a lack of said ensemble led me to this outfit: comfy jumper, comfy skirt, comfy shoes, and comfy beanie for lazy, comfy, unwashed hair.

I was actually surprised at how much I liked this outfit. I find that midi skirts are quite flattering and the tight fit helped to balance the bagginess of the jumper. I added the Docs, choker, and beanie to up the grunge vibe that I am currently obsessed with (see every post I've done ever) and make me look like I'd at least attempted to look presentable...

I think midi skirts might have to become a regular feature in my university wardrobe; they are ultra comfortable and really easy to style.

Jeans- American Apparel
Mesh shirt- thrifted
Denim shirt- thrifted
Bralette- asos
Shoes- Topshop

I just got back from a weekend in the lovely country town of Castlemaine. I went up for a birthday party (Happy 40th, Uncle Sam!!) and while I was there I had a sudden stroke of inspiration. Must have been all those cottages and gold mines and whatever else rural Victoria is renowned for...

Anyway, this country-induced bout of creativity culminated in this outfit, which is basically my take on the very best fashion faux pas: denim-on-denim! I am a big fan of the vulgar; I love it when I see a girl wearing something so excessively tacky that it looks awesome. It's all about wearing your clothes with pride, an idea I tried to channel as I caught the train back to Melbourne town, donning this number. Yep, denim on denim is totally back in my books! 

Dress and Jacket: Zara
Shoes: Doc Martens

DISCLAIMER: I am not a giant. It is, in fact, a combination of poor lighting and camera skills (sorry Angie) that make me look 75643956 ft tall. Or perhaps I live in a house of tiny doors? 

Also, I am a woman of the 21st century, and therefore have the divine right to pull an exaggerated pout occasionally. Embrace those selfies, ladies!

This outfit pays homage to my beloved Zara by combining two recent purchases from the store (thank you Melbourne for indulging my shopping fantasies!) I absolutely love this white, lacy number from the 'Basics' collection. It is feminine and modest without being too Amish, and, despite the embroidered detailing, it doesn't feel like it's going to fall to pieces after a couple of steps. 

I decided to play down the girlishness and formality of the dress (I wore this to uni, after all) with one of my favourite pieces of the moment: my khaki parka. I am obsessed with this jacket... I swear it goes with everything!

To top the look off and maximise the casual-factor, I added my trusty Doc Martens, the only item to escape the Zara madness.

Today was a day of firsts: my first uni assignments due, my first time wearing the pieces featured in the outfit above... I even woke up at 6 am this morning for the first time since moving to Melbourne, and did my first yoga practice of 2013.

So, on this day of new beginnings, I decided to get back to the basics of fashion blogging and post the first official Outfit of the Day. Let me hear a 'Yaaaay!!'

As you can probably tell from the aforementioned events, I woke up feeling very inspired, hence the sparkly skirt/crude tee/leather jacket combo. I just wanted to embrace the positive vibes I was experiencing by wearing something fabulous. And I'm glad I did, because I really enjoyed strutting about in floor length silver and an extra set of breasts! I might have to get my confident alter-ego out on a more regular basis... leather jumpsuit, here I come!

Dress, Ralph Lauren

Jacket, charity shop

Shoes, Converse

Bag, flea market

Bra, Cotton On Body

 BRUNSWICK STREET GIG: I wore this when I went out to see a band with my friends. The lead singer looked like Daniel Radcliffe, sang a lot of sensual funk, and got off the stage to serenade me and pinch my cheek…

Shirt, E-leclerc
Skirt, Cotton On
Bag, flea market
Shoes, Converse

MOVING IN- I recently went on a DIY rampage and cut up a whole bunch of old band tees, including this one featuring Jim Morrison’s sexy face. This look would look a little more hardcore (ha) with a pair of Docs.

Dress & jacket, charity shop

Bag, flea market

Shoes, Converse

COLD DAY IN ST KILDA This outfit was an attempt at adapting to the extremely sporadic  weather of good old Melbourne town.

Dress, charity shop
Shirt, Roxy
Shoes, Converse
Bag, flea market

DINNER IN THE CITY- I wore the white mesh crop top over the black dress, just to sort of break up the colour a little. I think this outfit would look particularly good with slicked back hair and a red lip (or coral?)