ICYMI, my latest SpyStyle post for Vogue Australia gives you the how-to on my hair with some secret tips from my hair stylist Marie Cain from Head Studio.
If there’s only one make or break tip I can impart, it’s ensuring you use the appropriate-sized curling iron for your hair length. I tried to replicate these waves with my 32mm Babyliss Pro the other day (it was the only curler I had on hand) and it was. utter. disaster. I’m off to find that 19mm curler this week in an effort to avoid that dreaded aunty look, but in the meantime let me know if you have any tips you’d like to share on hair!
See the full blog post on Vogue.com.au.
I’ve had this post sitting in drafts since mid-October so it’s almost a relief that I’ve been able to steal some time this afternoon to share them with you. Finally!
I received these film scans from Natasja a little while ago (the first post was all digital but hey, #filmisnotdead). It’s kind of a continuation from that post but I didn’t quite elaborate on the what, why and how my personal collaboration with Tasj came about. For those new to my blog, Tasj photographed my wedding (almost four years ago, now!) and thanks to Instagram, we’ve been able to keep in touch since then.
One Sunday afternoon, she showed me the way to one of her favourite spots in Perth and we spent the next couple of hours with just each other, her camera and the sunset. We thought it’d be kinda fun if we shot me in my wedding dress again, though this time, it would be different. So I gathered my Church’s boots, a navy Acne blazer and a couple of sweaters, and wore them with my Marnie Skillings dress. I did my own hair and make-up (though probably not very well) and I almost forgot how much I loved this dress, and still do.
It was the most fun I’ve had in such a long time. Her son Harry helped draw chalk on the black drapey background. Then there’s Tasj, who always makes it so easy, so effortless. And for once, it was just really lovely to know we were creating something simply to inspire something beautiful.
I took this photo at the end of a sweltering summer’s day after cutting my finger with the knife whilst I was hastily slicing the lime. I reached for a bandaid from the first aid drawer, ripped it open, and after running my finger underneath the tap in much of the same careless fashion, I got on with the photo before the light could disappear from the horizon.
In some ways, it’s a metaphor of how I’ve started the year as well as how I’ve managed to keep my head above water over the past few months: running on empty from one thing to the next without ever really stopping or having time (and dare I say, the inclination) to.
I also suppose now is the time to admit that the future of this website – this accumulation of four years’ of my life – hung in the balance for a while. What am I working towards, one reader asked. The truth is, I had been asking myself the same question since I gave up the Monday to Friday six months ago. What was a hobby became work and it was then – when perhaps passion got mistaken for foolishness – that I realised that sometimes truth hurts. But sometimes truth helps, too.
It’s been a year of making mistakes, months of sleepless nights, and a lifetime of realising it’s always the last key on the keyring that opens the door to a place – perhaps a life after blogging – where I was always meant to be.
So it’s with can’t-eat, can’t-sleep excitement with undertones of nausea, that I’ll soon be starting a new chapter. For those of you following me on Instagram, I know it’s not news to you so bear with me! Say hello to A Cup of Chic – the little shop of style my good friend Jess and I have dreamt into life for all things life/style & home. We officially open for business when our online store launches at the end of this month, but for now you can follow me and our grand adventures at @acupofchic where I’ll be spending most of my days inspiring your every day.
We’ve been working tirelessly behind the scenes since November but I don’t think I’ve ever felt more fanatical and enthusiastic about anything in such a long time. Sure, taking a stab at being a (real!) first-time entrepreneur has presented its many challenges so far but I guess I’ve come to realise that the truth – the real truth – lies in realising that failings are inevitable but regret is eternal. And that the soul doesn’t know a thing about deadlines.
Plus, life is clumsy and I refuse to wear a helmet.
As for cutting myself with the knife – don’t think I’ll ever learn. Hope to see you there.
The moon hasn’t hung quite as high as it used to for me over the past few months, but there’s a certain lightness of being that comes after a new haircut.
So in the spirit of fresh starts and beginnings, I visited my hairdresser this morning where we decided to take scissors to my hair and lopped it off to a summer-friendly Kiko Mizuhara-length. I guess, in a way, it’s getting rid of old hair, old ends, old me… a haircut can be the best kind of therapy.
If you’re thinking of doing the same, keep your eyes peeled for an upcoming post on Vogue, where I plan to share a few tips from my hairstylist, Marie on how she created this look for me.
As for now, I’m off to undo Marie’s magic and rush to my first boxing class in a month! It’s gonna hurt…
Photographs by me.
For those of you still taking the time to drop by my blog, thank you from the very bottom of my heart. In an age where Instagram has consumed nearly all of our online time, it really means so much.
I have so much to tell you all after taking (an unintentional!) semi-hiatus from this blog over December. Over the past two months, I moved house to be back home at mum and dad’s, our two houses finished building, and I launched an online business (and took a stab at being an entrepreneur) all before Christmas. It got crazy hectic for a while (I only had a post-Christmas virus to tell me so) but I’m so glad to be back here, posting, again. And yes, that includes answering those questions you’ve thrown at me!
As the title of this post suggests, though, it’s time for new beginnings and fresh starts. There’s so much to say, but so little time.
For now, I will leave you with a snippet from the weekend just gone by (finally got a chance to wear this Karen Walker number out!) and a new wardrobe sale to signal a fresh, new beginning. You’ll find all the usual suspects (Isabel Marant, Celine, Zara, Karen Walker, Acne Studios et al) all from my own personal wardrobe. Shop here!