Dressing the bump: part 2

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I’ve always wished for a winter or autumn pregnancy – cosying up in turtleneck sweaters and hiding all those lumps and bumps under stretchy leggings with a warm milo in hand has always seemed much more appealing and comfortable than sweating it out in shorts and flip flops in 40C temps with your feet swollen to the size of a cantaloupe. I mean, throw a coat over anything and you look instantly chic. And a coat will fit you throughout all trimesters, so you don’t have to worry about growing out of it by 32 weeks. Not to mention you’re out the door in 0.0005 seconds. Kim K learnt this lesson the second time around, she’s been throwing a coat over literally every single outfit of hers in 98F temps throughout the LA summer.

Anyway, before I fell pregnant, I had this radiant image of Charlotte Gainsbourg pinned to my Pinterest board, hoping to emulate at least a tenth of her je ne sais quoi when it was my turn to be with child. Because I loved this outfit so so much (and because it was probably far more achievable than Mira Duma’s bump style – though I have to say, I adore this) I promptly went out and bought a pair of maternity jeans (and subsequently two more) until I realised that I had about three weeks’ worth of wear out of them before summer turned up early to the party in Perth. With two more weeks until summer officially starts, I’m still holding out for that freak storm to hit the city so that my maternity jeans aren’t relegated to the back of my wardrobe just yet.

I was fortunate enough to spend my first trimester in winter (July/August) when I was feeling the most crappy and bloated and generally just blergh, so it gave me a little taste of a few firm (non-maternity wear) favourites that would see me through the rest of an autumn/winter pregnancy.

First things first, a black slimline midi skirt.

Possibly even more versatile (and comfortable) than the humble pair of jeans, this is my numero uno bump essential. Preferably in a stretchy fabric with an elasticised waist and a slim/pencil silhouette. I’d have a casual one (like the one I’m wearing above) on rotation as well as one with a front split a la Elin Kling for more dressy occasions to wear with heels. I really love this Topshop one as it’s so lightweight (perfect for summer too) as well as stretchy and comfortable to wear under the bump.

So why not mini, knee-length or maxi lengths? I personally find midi-lengths (both in skirts and dresses) the most practical and flattering but it could just depend on one’s height and body shape. It’s so much more slimming on me as it conceals the thighs and slims the hips – two areas that I’ve put weight on during this pregnancy. Plus, if you’re working in an office, the midi length is the most corporate-friendly on any figure – it looks best with a silk shirt tucked or untucked (like I’ve done above) or with a sweater over the top – she’s obviously not pregnant here but I’ve always thought this outfit on Anja Rubik would be perfect to wear during pregnancy.

A relaxed, button-down shirt

I love pairing these shirts (preferably in silk or cotton) with everything – they look especially chic over a pair of leggings, jeans, cigarette trousers or aforementioned midi skirt. Tucking in button-down shirts is always a bit awkward as your bump gets bigger (I prefer tucking in t-shirts and tank tops) so I like to leave them untucked to flow over the belly.

However, I’m getting to that point in my pregnancy now where my usual size shirts are no longer buttoning up, so I’ve been making do with shirts I’ve bought in bigger sizes (see, I knew it was never a bad idea to cave into the size 12s just because they were cheap at all those designer sample sales!).

I have to say, the cross-over blouse I’m wearing above has also proved to be super practical (just because I don’t have to worry about popping any buttons!) and because there’s excess fabric at the front to accommodate a growing bump. I’d wear this to the office as an alternative to the button-down, it’s so comfortable but still looks really polished if you pair it with slim trousers or a skirt.

An essential jacket or coat

I’ve always loved how a jacket or coat streamlines just about every outfit, adding a more polished element to whatever you’re wearing. Which is perfect when you’re pregnant and feeling really frumpy.

Perth has been seeing some cooler and rainy days during spring so I’ve been rotating through denim jackets, lightweight trench coats, blazers and leather jackets and wearing them with my jeans, midi dresses and skirts.

This season – well, for as long as I can, anyway – I’ve been trying my hand at the humble denim jacket; opting for one that hits between the waist and the hip so that it sits a bit more flattering with the bump (I find when it comes to denim jackets, if it’s too short – it cuts your body in half in not a very good way and too long – it’ll just look like a painfully unflattering tent over your body).

I’ve been wearing my leather jacket to death (such a winter essential!) so the welcome change in colour and style with this denim jacket has been great for variety’s sake as well as still coordinating with all the black, grey and black I’ve been wearing. It’s also perfect on Casual Fridays where blue denim is a bit more accepted in the office!

Flats when you’re feeling frumpy

As someone who isn’t genetically blessed in the height department but who has an embarrassingly low tolerance for heels, pointed toe flats have become my go-to flat shoe for days I want to look put-together without hobbling to the photocopier by the end of the day. Ballet flats also work quite well but I save them mostly for the weekend as I find they’re a lot more casual plus they’re not as lengthening as a pointed toe. These flats I’m wearing above are comfy enough to wear the whole day; they instantly dress up the most casual of outfits; and anything with a gigantic grosgrain bow on them… well, I’m sold.

By the way, I’ve decided to make this a 3-part series in bump dressing, so for those of you interested, look out for my next post which will feature a few more things and brands I’ve loved wearing during my pregnancy.

In collaboration with Topshop | Wearing Topshop Denim Jacket, Striped Drape Front BlousePlisse Tube Skirtpointed suede bow flatsDaniel Wellington Lady Sheffield watch.

Dressing the bump: part 1


I don’t think anyone (me included) can say they’ve ‘mastered’ bump dressing until they’ve navigated the tricky waters that is the third trimester. Having said that, trying to stay comfortable and true to your personal style when pregnant is challenging enough throughout all trimesters, as you try to get used to your body’s shape and size that changes and increases literally every single day.

I honestly can’t believe how fast time is flying for me at the moment. Some weeks have definitely dragged whilst the rest has flown during my pregnancy (especially once I got past the 20 week mark). I’m about 6 months pregnant now (24 weeks to precise) with only a few more weeks to go until I enter the third trimester. Crazy!

To be honest, I have been consciously flying much of my pregnancy journey under the radar as I feel it’s something I haven’t yet felt comfortable enough to share online – bump watch, ultrasound pics and all. I’m loving being pregnant so far – more than anything else in this world – and it’s been so special sharing these precious moments with just my closest friends and family.

Having received a few emails about dressing my bump from some of you lately though, I thought I’d put together a few things I’ve learnt about pregnancy dressing – mainly what’s worked (and what hasn’t) for me throughout the first and second trimesters.

I’ll be spending my entire third trimester in a Perth summer which means an average of 36-42C degrees – I’m dreading it so so much! It was 37C degrees when I took these photos a couple of days ago (plus I had just scoffed down a burger and large fries for lunch – no regrets!) so I thought I was somewhat qualified to speak about how to be comfortable, confident and pregnant in summer. I have to say though, it’s definitely no walk in the park.

So far, I’ve put on about 5-6kgs from my pre-preg weight (I’m averaging a weight gain of about 1-2kgs per month so far, which is normal I think) with pretty much all my weight going to my hips, thighs, belly and boobs. Oh and baby/placenta too, of course. I’ve been so far successful in getting away with wearing no maternity clothes except for essentials like bras, a pair of SRC leggings for working out, and maternity jeans. I’ve just been going up a size (or three!) in non-maternity clothes and mostly in stretchy, breathable fabrics. To most of you I probably don’t look 6 months pregnant but I certainly feel it – I’m taking a size 12 and 14 in ‘normal’ clothes these days and even then, I can’t do up the zip (longer tops are a godsend!) or a size 14 doesn’t fit me around the belly at all.

Whilst I’ve found casual dressing a lot easier and simpler, it’s the dressing for parties and weddings that I’ve found SO hard, especially as you want (and need) to feel comfortable too. Pregnancy is no time to be cutting off blood circulation to your limbs for the sake of looking good. Thankfully for me – though after much trial and error – overcoming these challenges have come with practice and knowing what works/what doesn’t.

Here are a few things that have worked well for me in terms of special occasion dressing so far, especially as the temperature rises:

Off-the-shoulder tops and blouses

One of the best things about pregnancy dressing for me is embracing and discovering different styles of clothing to accommodate my changing shape. I’ve never been a huge fan of off-the-shoulder anything, but as my bump and waistline gets bigger and bigger, I’ve learnt off-the-shoulder tops are seriously flattering and also really chic (which is not a word you throw around often when you’re the size of a whale with raging hormones). For evening/special occasions during summer, the best thing to wear is an off-the-shoulder blouse or dress in a fancy or structured kind of fabric. It cleverly hides those expanding arms (I wish I was going into a winter pregnancy as I hate having my arms out!) as well as those awkward first-second trimester mini beer guts until you properly pop. If you want to conceal your bump, choose something with a hemline that falls to your belly button and then pair it with high-waisted trousers, tailored shorts or a skirt like I’ve done here.

When it comes to an off-the-shoulder dress though, I find the fitted silhouettes way more flattering than those grecian-inspired, flowy tent dresses. As comfortable as they are, they look god-awful-potato-dumpling-like on me so I personally avoid them, preferring something more fitted.

Embrace bodycon anything

Going back to my first point about pregnancy dressing forcing me out of my sartorial comfort zone; the only time I’ve ever felt comfortable wearing something skin-tight is when I look like I’ve swallowed a basketball (and don’t have to suck it in). I personally think baby bumps look SO much more beautiful and flattering in something form-fitting than baggy and loose. If you’re not into the head-to-toe bodycon look (let’s be real here – who is after they’ve just wolfed down a burger and fries) I recommend wearing something loose up top and fitted down below – as I’ve done here with this outfit.

Wear all one colour in simple shapes

Okay, I’ve stayed true to something that has always been a part of my personal style and it’s worked wonders during my pregnancy. No prints, no psychedelic colours and no crazy fancy cuts. I’ve always been a big fan of minimal dressing and zeroed in on this ballerina pink two-piece at Topshop as soon as I saw it. I love the simple lines, the gathered detailing at the shoulders, the midi length skirt with a subtle split, and the structured overall shape. Subtle details with maximum impact has been my pregnancy wardrobe mantra. Head to toe black is also your best friend when pregnant!

I’ve always thought I’d take inspiration from Miroslava Duma’s maternity looks when pregnant lol but I soon found out that simple and minimal dressing is the best way for me to look chic during pregnancy because, er, I kind of forgot that I don’t actually have Valentino on speed dial.

Two-pieces/separates are the best things ever invented. Ever.

I haven’t had much luck AT ALL trying to find a dress for a wedding that fits in all the right (and tight) spaces. These days, when I’m looking for a new outfit, I have to shop for it literally the day or two before the event because I’m growing out of clothes way too quickly now (if it’s not stretchy, I’ll only have 1-2 weeks at most to wear it before I can’t fit into it anymore). I’m also finding I take hours or days just to find something suitable, which I don’t really have time for.

Cue the fantastic invention that is the two-piece. I’m wearing a size 10 top here and a size 12 skirt (I would have preferred a size 14 to be able to fully zip the skirt up but there was none available for me at the time). There’s no way I’d be able to find a non-maternity dress that accommodates a smaller upper body and larger bottom half at the same time (unless it’s 100% lycra), so dressing in separates has become my saving grace for special events and occasions. If there’s a coordinating skirt, then go for it – you can kind of create the illusion of wearing a dress and still look super polished. It’s so much more comfortable and you obviously get more wear out of your separates as you can pair them with other things in your wardrobe. I have Elin Kling’s baby shower outfit on file for inspiration (hello, off-the-shoulder top and split pencil skirt!).

The ultimate slimming effect

I’m in flats and sneakers 99% of the time these days, but as I’ve been lucky so far to not experience a bad back, puffy ankles, pelvis dysfunction or any leg cramps during my pregnancy, I’ve been able to get away with wearing heels on occasion. As I start piling on the weight now that I’m nearing the third trimester (and my legs/ankles get sore easily from all the weight), I spend the majority of events and occasions sitting down and I always pack a pair of ballet flats in my bag when I’m out just in case I end up having to walk really far due to a lack of parking etc. I don’t wear heels any higher than 10cm (these Louboutins I’m wearing are 100mm) because I’m clumsy af and I almost took a tumble in my five inch Charlotte Olympias in front of the mirror the other day.

Having said all that, I’m starting to notice this week that my feet have seemed to increase half a size (not sure if it’s pregnancy hormones or the weather, or both) as some of my shoes (especially heels) have started to feel a little tight. Vanity aside, the key to dressing a bump is listening to your body – don’t stay on your feet all day and don’t wear anything too restrictive if that’s what your body is telling you!

I’m hoping I won’t have to switch up much more of my pregnancy style come the third trimester (simply because there are probably more urgent things to think about like picking a name and doing my kegels!) but who knows. I really do love and embrace my new shape and am in complete awe of the miracles my body is really capable of, but when you fall pregnant you quickly realise your body is no longer yours and that you just have to go with the flow!

In collaboration with Topshop | Wearing Topshop Structured Bardot Top and Split Pencil Skirt, Christian Louboutin nude patent Decollete pumps, Daniel Wellington Lady Sheffield watch.

Bubblegum dreams.


It only seems like yesterday that my husband and I were packing our bags to spend two months overseas.

Suddenly it’s two months away from the end of the year, my waist has officially disappeared, and next week I’ll be five months pregnant. For reals. My time now is divided between researching prams, completing the last of my deadlines, and turning to my husband every so often with a knowing glance that in a few months’ time, we will never be able to sleep in (or travel so carefree) again.

Within a few days I’ll also not be able to get away with wearing this bubblegum pink playsuit again because anything with a zip has become the root of all evil, as far as pregnancy is concerned. So I whipped this playsuit out today for errands and fish and chips in the sunshine. Belly is definitely about to pop!

In collaboration with Topshop | Wearing Topshop Cut-Out Playsuit, Simone Leopard Sunglasses, Mid-Heel Sandals, Daniel Wellington Lady Sheffield watch.

A new take on classic style.


I love this time of year. It’s finally becoming a little warmer to warrant bare legs with a couple of extra layers. Speaking of, one of my favourite finds lately has been this Topshop trench coat (the other being something I picked up on sale from Country Road yesterday – will post this one soon!). For years I’ve been on this eternal search for a classic trench in the right shade of tan and after a few contenders (which I later ended up selling) I think I’ve found The One in this Topshop number.

Being a fairly average 5’4, it’s hard to find a coat that’s the perfect length for me as well as something that fits neatly at the shoulders. I also have to accommodate my growing bump (it’s somewhere there, promise!) with everything I’m wearing these days. I paired the trench with this season’s lace-up shift dress for a marathon meeting with our builder last week. With a million things to think about and organise in the coming months, I’m all about easy dressing at the moment.

In collaboration with Topshop | Wearing Lace Front Dress, Trench Coat, Snakeskin Lace Up Flats, Daniel Wellington Lady Sheffield watch.

Packing for Santorini.

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Those of you who have been reading my blog from the beginning know that the Type A in me loves nothing more than a good packing list.

So I’m really excited that the next three months will see me teaming up with Country Road to share my travel and packing tips from my travels around the world and around Australia.

First up, a summer in Santorini and all my must-have packing essentials for a blue sky holiday.

Head over to the Country Road journal to read the full post.

A metaphor to write about.


Wearing I Love Mr Mittens cropped cable sweater, Scanlan & Theodore trousers (these ASOS ones are identical), Acne Studios Jensen boots, Givenchy Antigona, Daniel Wellington Classic watch.

It’s almost two in the morning and although I’ve made it a rule to shut the laptop at least a couple of hours before bed for my own health and sanity, some deadlines never get the memo (okay, so that’s a poor excuse for my own disorganisation…) but alas, here’s a super quick post to say thank you for your well wishes under my previous post (will get around to replying to them all soon!). This is also a sneak peek of my next blog post for Vogue, featuring all the favourite things I was talking about here.

In other news, it’s the week of sample sales in Perth (I couldn’t help but snap up this blazer from Ellery yesterday!) but more excitingly (and terrifyingly) I’m holding my first ever pop-up sale this Sunday for my online store A Cup of Chic alongside my favourite store Hello Parry who are holding their own amazing sale. More details here! If you’re in Perth and homewares + fashion are your thing, drop by! We’d love to meet you all.

Thank you again for all your emails, messages, and words of support. I appreciate (and read!) every single one of them.

Calm before the storm.

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I’ve been sitting here since last night writing an eloquent and witty opening paragraph for this post; about how it’s been a month since I swapped ice cream and sandals weather in Santorini with the impending grey and gloom in Perth; about how it’s actually not quite winter yet; but how it doesn’t really matter because winter in Perth is usually just sweaters and Birkenstocks weather anyway.

Then I backspaced the entire thing because all of it – the weather, the Santorini blue, the small talk, celebrating the fact that I’ve been comfort dressing in monotones lately – seems so futile after an ominous morning I’ve spent inside a dimly lit room, listening to a doctor saying things I didn’t want to hear today. It’s funny how a single moment can make your heart beat so fast when you don’t want it to beat at all.

So I backspaced the whole paragraph because there is nothing more paralysing than pretending not to care.

But I remember the afternoon these pictures were taken, and I remember how much I love this outfit, how much I loved the way the clouds rippled across the sky for just a few seconds. And how wearing grey – and all at once – has this magical ability to instil a sense of calm in me as I fall in and out of fear on an otherwise gloomy day.

But then the wind changed. It started to rain shortly after. It’s unnerving how a split second can make you feel like you’re either on top of the world, or under it.

And it’s times like these photos let me remember how beautiful the world is before it all comes crashing down.

In collaboration with Topshop | wearing curved hem tunic over raw-edge sweatshirt, MOTO slim boyfriend jeans, and grey long duster coat. All items available from Topshop instore.

Styling by me. Photographs by Jamie Lau.

A Winter Escape + A Winter Sale.

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Wearing Farage silk shirt (find it over at my wardrobe cleanout!), Hello Parry Stella dress, Zara pumps.

June marks a new month, a new season, and a brand new wardrobe sale.

I’ve got a few things that I’m hoping to find a brand new home for – all the usual suspects by Acne Studios, Lover, Equipment, this amazing Farage silk shirt above, and – this often doesn’t happen – a little bit of Chanel. Shop my wardrobe cleanout now.

Let’s never leave.


It’s a little crazy to think that it was only three weeks ago when half the contents of my unzipped carry-on bag literally flew halfway up the street outside our Iceland hotel as we piled into the car en route to the airport. A tour bus load of passengers who – with much amusement apparently – witnessed me running after my Roshe Runs as they made for a great escape along with the ferocious wind at 5am.

I can’t begin to tell you about the howling and unforgiving Icelandic wind that morning, but let’s just say steel lamp posts were swaying rather precariously from side to side and it took no less than 10 minutes for my husband to successfully put one suitcase into the boot.

And if that wasn’t enough, my hands were jammed in my pockets out of fear they’d turn blue and fall off in -9 degrees celsius weather.

So I can’t begin to tell you how much I was looking forward to (and dare I say, earned) sun-drenched Santorini – and the daily overdose of vitamin D – to end our two month-long trip.

Of course, the excitement was kinda dampened when our airline lost our luggage on the way to the Adriatic coast – but that’s another story for another day (see, I wasn’t ever joking about packing that spare change of undies).

The short story is that eventually our suitcases turned up and the long story? Maybe I’ll just let these pictures speak a thousand words.

In collaboration with Topshop Australia | wearing Finders Keepers pinstripe top + culottes available at Topshop.

Photographs by Jamie Lau.

Life in the slow lane.


Fridays are for my favourite things: sunshine, waking up at noon, cups of tea, leaving things half done, and life in the slow lane.

They say time goes quicker in New York, whilst in Iceland, life is the complete opposite. I’ve been watching snowflakes fall to the floor from my bedroom window every day I’ve been here; taken the roads that are less travelled, sat by waterfalls as they crash to the ground and it’s as if the second-happiest country in the world doesn’t know a damn thing about time.

But the thing is, they’re completely okay with that. And so am I.

In collaboration with Topshop Australia 

What I’m wearing today: Oslo

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A quick snap of today’s outfit in Oslo.

We started the day off at noon with a trip to Birkelunden flea market, meandered through Grünerløkka in (a fruitless) search for coffee, then ended up at Fuglen where I experienced my first snow fall whilst drinking my coffee out on the pavement (magical!). The afternoon consisted of a quick visit to the beautiful opera house and an impulsive coffee at Stockfleths at the end of the day just because the sun came out. I’m already becoming one of those Europeans who gets so excited and runs outside to sun bake when the temp hits above 15C.

Sundays are eerily quiet in this small city. All the shops are closed so people either stay indoors or retreat to flea markets, parks, coffee shops, or spend their Sundays along the beautiful river. In a lot of ways, Oslo reminds me of Perth – it’s a distinctively relaxed city, where you can hear the tumbleweeds rolling through the city centre on Sundays, and everyone kind of wakes up real slow (and has no real problem about it).

Today’s outfit is an ode to the black turtleneck. I’m crazy about them at the moment, especially when tucked into denim with an oversized coat thrown over the top. This particular turtleneck I’m wearing is actually from Uniqlo’s heattech line which I swear by to stay warm in the northern hemisphere winters (or spring, funnily enough).

I wanted to wear ballet flats today (instead of my Converse) but with the amount of walking we did, these espadrilles seemed like the best compromise to make me feel a little more polished but comfortable. I’m also going to wear holes in my Scanlan low-rise boyfriend jeans (they’re the perfect ankle-grazing length and sit really relaxed on the hip) and this Zara coat from last winter has been pretty much superglued to me.

With all that being said, I’ve been in Europe for a grand total of six days and I’m missing the Australian sun so much already!

From Norway with love.


Wearing Zara robe coat (tracked this one down from eBay), Maurie & Eve top and skirt, Porselli ballerina flats from My Chameleon.

Checking in for a hot second from Norway!

I’m currently bundled up in a cosy cafe in Bergen (Norway’s second biggest city, behind Oslo) determined to finish a deadline that I’ve procrastinated on for the past few days. Aside from our first day in Norway (above) the weather has been dreadful so it’s not such a traumatic experience having to coop up indoors and work.

As for outfit details, after calling practically every single boutique in Perth, I managed to track down this Maurie & Eve Gravity two-piece (top + skirt) literally the day before I flew out. As I harped on about in my latest blog post for Vogue, there’s something about matching sets that makes travelling in style a little bit easier. I also stumbled across this Chloe Paraty for $290 in a Tokyo consignment store last week! The leather is understandably a little worse for wear, but I’m planning to breathe new life into it by professionally dyeing it black when I get home.

In the meantime, we’ve decidedly been keeping our travel itinerary low-key and relaxed, so there’s been less sightseeing and more getting lost in the city’s winding, cobblestone paved roads. It’s been refreshing and so good for the soul.

Topshop: An essay on style.

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Wearing Topshop pale blue raw edge cropped shirt

My catholic high school uniform consisted of a white shirt and striped tie, and a grey pleated skirt no higher than 12cm above the knee. We weren’t allowed to tie our college sweaters around our waist, and our hair had to always be tied back with a teal scrunchie.

Even when I was 14, being indistinguishable from everyone else bored me. So I’d change out the buttons on my shirt cuffs. I wore black Clarks oxfords with a heel a little higher than everyone else. I’d find novel ways to plait my hair each morning.

Style must have come to me early but looking back, it was ironic, given that for most of my childhood, I craved to have the same colour hair and the same contents in my lunchbox as everyone else.

I find ‘style’ difficult to define. I always knew it was an intangible quality – something money can never buy and something you either have or you don’t But it wasn’t until I had a conversation with Tiffany from Perth’s Topshop Personal Shopping (a free service that’s available to anyone) that I realised style – of the sartorial kind – is merely an unapologetic interpretation of what you wear and an expression of our personality.

As Topshop Perth’s Style Ambassador for 2015, that’s precisely the message I hope to convey through these monthly ‘style essays’.

That maybe it’s okay to buy a plain Jane blue shirt in favour of the fuchsia spray-on dress that’s hanging in the shopfront window just because it’s what you think you should wear (and not because it’s something you actually want to wear). They say you should never wear two voluminous things together. That flat shoes should never be worn with hemlines longer than the knee. That you should never leave the house without brushing your hair.

But rules were meant to be broken – and having a sense of personal style is just a matter of knowing which ones to break.

In collaboration with Topshop Australia 

Photographs by Jamie Lau.

A fresh start.

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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!

A breath of fresh air.


One of the hardest things about freelancing (and essentially, owning your own business) is feeling the guilt that sets in at the mere thought of having a day off – even on a weekend. After a particularly trying week, my husband managed to drag me out of the house yesterday to recharge, refresh and unwind an hours’ drive away from home. I put on something dressier than what I have been wearing lately (which, to be honest, doesn’t take much), and we drove somewhere we had the whole place to ourselves. With my phone out of range the whole afternoon, switching off was exactly what I needed.

I also can’t remember the last time I posted a picture of what I’ve been wearing – what I’ve been truly wearing – day to day. Not to say that this above outfit is what I wear every day – ha, if only! If anyone is looking for Equipment silk shirts by the way, I’ve found them at The Outnet (prices on the US site seems to be the most favourable – I did the hard work for you and cross-checked regions). Those PJ silk tops have my name written alllll over them.

Anyway, despite what my Instagram will have you believe, life lately has merely involved coffee runs because I’ve run out of Nespresso, turning up to meetings in five-day-old-hair (I wish I was joking, but #lifegoals) and doing all my grocery shopping in these Sömn linen pants that I’ve also been wearing to bed. Because, #freelancelyf.

And I feel like a hypocrite saying this but, as some of you may have noticed, it’s something that has reflected in both here and on social over the past couple of months. Taking incessant photos of myself for funsies suddenly seems pointless, narcissistic and self-indulgent. Because you know, taking photos of my food has a lot more substance. Does anyone agree? Do you actually want to see more #whatimwearing posts or are you totally satisfied with the gazillion instagrams of peonies at the moment?

Let me know what you think below!

P.S. thanks so much to all of you who has left me a question over the past few days. Keep them coming!

The Multitaskers.


Wearing Hello Parry Mabel trapeze top (I’m wearing an S) over a Karla Spetic dress (seriously considering saving up for this!), Hermès leather belt, Christian Louboutin Pigalle 100 pumps, Ray-Ban Wayfarer sunglasses, Mnologie clutch.

Life recently: four loads of holiday washing, resuming normal sleeping hours, discovering this cookbook, discovering the hell (and pleasure) in shopping for fittings for our next home including designing a bloody staircase (you can follow our adventures here!), and a mad dash to the Telstra Perth Fashion Festival last weekend for the Hello Parry show.

I wore to the show some of the most multi-tasking items in my wardrobe: an Hermes belt that I’ve punched more holes in to not only wear through the belt loops of my jeans, but also around the waist; a Karla Spetic dress that works almost – if not – better as a skirt, and my new favourite top from Hello Parry that I love wearing unrestrained (with a pair of cropped silk pants) in all its pleated masses, or simply cinched in at the waist with a narrow belt.

Photograph by Trish | Le.Fanciulle

Heart it races.


Wearing COS dress, Daniel Wellington watch, and Porselli ballerina flats.

A super quick update today, before the notoriously sketchy French hotel wifi gives way. The fading Helsinkian light was too lovely not to capture last week, in a COS dress that I bought in Berlin.

Europe has been all 8:30pm peachy sunsets, bundling up in scarves and coats (though Dijon has been pleasantly summery) and surprisingly above-average coffee (more on this later) and – less pleasantly – waking up at 6am my time to work (for 12 noon, your time). For all the fun and games, though, you can keep up with the rest of my travels here. Hoping to have a slew of Parisian posts lined up for when we arrive back into the city from Dijon on Wednesday!

Photographs by Jamie.

So much to tell you.


We’re off exploring Tallin, Estonia today (the land of Skype and Eurovision contests! Plus, it’s only a wonderfully two hour ferry trip from Helsinki!) but if you’re interested in reading an interview on me, I’m featured on The Cut this month, after spending some time in Melbourne recently with the gorgeous Farage team. My Q&A covers careers (specifically marketing and blogging – and how they’re interrelated), and the inspiration behind the name of my blog – it’s a question I seem to always get asked!

The feature’s here and this perfectly cut shirtdress I’m wearing above can be found here.

Photographs by Jamie Lau at The Olsen, South Yarra.

Happily ever after.


So it’s been all tumbleweeds and crickets for the past week and for that I’m sorry! In short, we left for Europe on Friday and didn’t arrive in Berlin (via Paris) until Sunday just before midnight. As you can imagine, the first thing I did was take a much-needed shower and sleep horizontally after 50 hours (!) in transit. I won’t lie; it was horrible. More specifically, it was all baby wipes, packing PJs and two changes of clothes in my carry-on, and brushing my teeth in airport bathrooms.

Since then though, we’ve enjoyed travelling through Berlin and Nurnberg; and are currently in Helsinki accidentally eating reindeer and going on a Granit and Marimekko bender.

After literally breaking out in hives all over my face a couple of hours before we flew out (I put it down to stress/exhaustion/self-promotion-fatigued), I decided enough really was enough and unplugged for the first few days of my trip. For the most part, this holiday is a very personal and sentimental one for my husband and I, and it was the wedding of our two good friends over the weekend which I was looking forward to the most.

With that in mind, I thought I’d share a handful of personal holiday snaps from the wedding day as it really was such a beautifully personal, heartfelt celebration with some of my nearest and dearest friends. A castle wedding (at the Schloss Faber-Castell in Nurnberg – yes, as in the Faber-Castell that made your watercolour pencils and Connector Pens) wouldn’t have been anything but achingly perfect in every single way.

I’ve always believed the single most incredible part of any wedding – that makes the sheer effort that goes into it worth every moment of wanting to elope – is the simple fact that everyone who matters to you has come together to be the same room (in my friend’s case, her guests travelled from 16 different cities to be at her wedding). My girlfriends and I, ourselves, were 13,678 kms from home to see two beautiful people make the sort of promise that comes after living apart for three years. With love like that and friendships like this, it was all at once, and wonderfully all too much.

The Gentlewoman.

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Country Road silk crepe de chine blazer & silk shorts, Everlane silk blouse, Molten ‘The Life Aquatic’ ear cuff, b’tempt’d lace bralette, Country Road Adriene patent loafer.

Funny but tragic story. I was running an errand at the local university last week when I had to get some cash out. As I stood in front of the ATM (with a long line of uni students behind me, no less), the screen stared back at me with two words most students are probably familiar with: Insufficient Funds. The last time that happened to me was probably 10 years ago at the local university. Funny how some things come full circle. Between that and not being able to justify buying Alphabet Journal (like how I can’t afford to get a haircut so if you’re about to ask why my hair’s looking so long these days…), it’s been a week of emotional meltdowns (the kind where you don’t wanna get out of bed – ever – and want to get off the internet for the entire year – at least), as well as crazy exciting happenings (like me leaving for Europe this week).

And whilst the word ‘busy’ has become so overused in my vernacular that it means nothing to anyone close to me these days, I’ve got so much time for black on black, even if the current pastel-hued storefronts try to convince me otherwise.

There’s only one week left to instagram your #COUNTRYROADSTYLE entries. Take a photo of yourself, your friends, your family, your home or a flat-lay featuring at least one Country Road item (old or new!) and hashtag it #countryroadstyle on Instagram to have a crack at winning the very last $1000 Country Road gift card. Get snapping!

Melbourne in a day with Farage.


How does one ought to spend 36 hours in a city that boasts the best coffee (and cafes with the most Instagram handles) in the world?

This is how: hand-dipped doughnuts for breakfast, raspberry Ispahans for lunch, and popcorn macarons for dinner.

After all, when in Rome…or in this case, the capital of coffee supremacy, Melbourne.

I love this city. Heck, I was ready to pack my bags if it wasn’t for this guy I had just met (who, erm, also happened to take these photos). But it’s the grey sky on a good day, the electricity in the air down Flinders Lane. The pour over and the stirring of a Synesso on any given streetcornered cafe; and the places and spaces in all their white-washed glory. It’s the appreciation and celebration of which – according to Market Lane – making coffee for the city that loves drinking it. It’s this paying-it-forward that kind of makes me want to wear my heart on my sleeve, too. Above everything else, it’s the doing what you love and only what you love, that speaks to me now, more than ever.

Meeting the wonderfully inspiring and uplifting team at Farage during the time I spent in Melbourne last week made me realise how staying true to yourself teaches us something about survival. And aside from the two things that struck the world for me (the very fact that the incredibly lovely and down-to-earth Joe & Katy have been in the business for a remarkable 17 years and Farage have never been stronger; and that all the beautifully crafted clothes are still made right here in Melbourne) that maybe it’s not always about charisma, but instinct. Honesty. Trusting yourself. And being okay with making mistakes. As I got back on the plane en route to home, it gave me so much food for thought.

Speaking of, I wasn’t about to come home without my take on tuxedos (men’s silk bow tie essential) as well as my mini-guide to Melbourne’s best sweets, best coffee, best brunches, best everything. Next time, I shall be bringing friends.

Bon appétit!

Sweet Tooth?

LuxBite | 38 Toorak Rd, South Yarra | @luxbite

Burch & Purchese Sweet Studio | 647 Chapel St, South Yarra | @burchpurchese

Adriano Zumbo Pâtissier | Claremont St, South Yarra | @ilovezumbo (the popcorn Zumbarons!)

Doughboys Doughnuts | Mercat Cross Hotel, 456 Queen St, Melbourne | @doughboysdoughnuts

Chez Dre | Rear of 285-287 Coventry St, South Melbourne |  @chezdrecafe

Gelato Messina | 237 Smith St, Fitzroy | @gelatomessina 


Notable Coffee

Market Lane | 109-111 Therry St, Melbourne | @marketlane

The League of Honest Coffee | 8 Exploration Lane, Melbourne | @LeagueofHonest

Bluebird Expresso | 134 Johnston St, Collingwood | @Bluebird3066

Proud Mary | 172 Oxford St, Collingwood | @proudmarycoffee

Industry Beans | 3/62 Rose St, Fitzroy | @industrybeans

Barry | 85 High St, Northcote | @barrycoffeeandfood


And if you have more than a day…

Tall Timber | 60 Commercial Rd, Prahran | @tall_timber

Top Paddock | 658 Church St, Richmond | @toppaddock (the pancakes!)

The Kettle Black | 50 Albert Rd, South Melbourne | @kettleblackcafe

Hammer and Tong | Rear 412 Brunswick st, Fitzroy | @hammerandtong

The Grain Store | 517 Flinders Lane, Melbourne | @GrainStore517

Supernormal | 180 Flinders Lane, Melbourne | @supernormal_180 (the lobster rolls, the white cut chicken, everything, really.)


Photographs by Michelle & Jamie Lau. Creative Direction & Styling by Michelle. 

I’m wearing the Scarlet tuxedo, men’s silk bow tie, Monica silk shirt and the Goldie soft pink trouser from the upcoming Farage SS14/15 collection.

Thank you Farage, Emily/WM Media & The Olsen.

The principles of lust.

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Daniel Wellington Classic Sheffield watch, Scanlan & Theodore navy shorts, Witchery shirt, Celine Trapeze bag.

I feel like I’ve been so absent from everything this week; the past few days have been characterised by a never-ending cycle of deadlines, late nights, coffee, coffee, deadlines, coffee.

I had a meeting yesterday morning so I retreated to the simple classics in my outfit; a minimalist timepiece, a relaxed-fitting button-down, and a pair of navy cotton shorts. Because sometimes all you really need are the classics and the refined essentials to convince yourself you’ve got your shit together.

P.S. One last spot has opened up for this weekend’s blogging workshop. I was up until 3am yesterday prepping for it which can only mean that it’s going to be pretty awesome (whilst I, on the other hand, will be a tad sleep deprived). A delicious lunch + drink will be served, as well as tons of amazing freebies and blogging resources! If you missed out on a ticket (because they sold out fast!) and keen to come along, just click here.

To those who were lucky enough to secure a spot, I can’t wait to meet you all this Saturday! Argh, what to wear though?

It comes in waves.


A quick hello before the weekend’s up.

As I prepare to rush to the airport tonight to bid my best friend of half my life bon voyage (she’s booked a one-way ticket to embark on a maybe permanent life/career move to Canada – and I’ll be bringing along the Kleenex tonight, no doubt), you can catch up with the fun I’ve been up to lately over here.

Mondays have otherwise become my favourite day of the week since giving up the day job. There’s something so fresh, so brand new, so promising and anticipative, and so hopeful about Mondays.

Spearmint Dreams.


I’ve been spending the sunny weekend in mint coats, oversized shirts and bare legs, whilst also adding a plethora of new items to my Tictail store.

A bit of Lover, a lot of Acne, some chambray, winter coats and knits, as well as some of my denim favourites by Scanlan & Theodore & Saba are now live on aminuteawayfromsnowing.tictail.com. Would love for you to check it out and perhaps even snaffle up a bargain or two!

In the meantime, here’s a small preview of an upcoming post. I’m sure I’m not the only one thinking of my spring wardrobe!

Sartorially Speaking.

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Country Road knit jacket, blush silk shirt and tweed print pants, Benah pouch, Christian Louboutin Pigalle pumps.

As far as winter’s concerned, one of my favourite tricks in the office sartorial book involves mixing textures and silhouettes to elevate drab, winter colours.

Throwing an oversized knitted blanket coat over a pair of tweed print pants and a silk blouse in a delicate pink to soften the greys and blacks, usually does the trick. To me, it’s always the things that aren’t immediately obvious as well: loosely tuck the shirt into the trousers to define your shape and create the illusion of a longer/leaner leg line. The hem of your pants should also just graze the back of your heel – I tend to wear mine an inch or so above my heels or flats. And given the explosion of textures, it’s always best to keep to a simple, three-colour palette for your outfit.

Whilst most of my ‘work wardrobe’ has been relegated to mostly weekday meetings now, I still can’t resist a good, healthy dose of relaxed tailoring.

Photographs by Jamie.

Something about survival.

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Zara mulberry silk and wool coat, Eska Alikai black cotton tank, Acne Studios wool tuxedo pants, Christian Louboutin Pigalle 100 pumps, Chanel calfskin reissue in anthracite.

These sorts of things have taught me something about survival: Throw-on coats, lazy unkempt hair, a razor sharp pair of pants, a an infallible pair of high heels, and the disconcerting inability to close the door to opportunity when it comes knocking.

If nothing else, there’s something about going on a limb all on your own that teaches you a thing or two about survival.

Photographs by Jamie.

60,000 + counting.


Country Road lip print silk wrap shirt and snap-through midi skirt, Chanel handbag, Christian Louboutin nude patent Décolleté pumps, Ray Ban Aviator sunglasses.

It’s been almost ten years since I first stepped foot into a Country Road store.

It was 2005 and I was a freshly baked graduate. It was also two years into Sophie Holt’s tenure, and the only reason I remember that is because I wrote a 40 page thesis on Country Road’s brand rejuvenation for my third year marketing unit.

As I stood at the counter, I remember buying a black skirtsuit, because that’s what all grads did and wore back then for their first-ever cubicle jobs. It was made of Italian wool, not to mention the most fanciest and expensive thing I had ever bought for myself. But it always made me feel like a million bucks whenever I wore it. Back then, buying a suit made all of us feel extra-important; I was one of many who graduated without a job lined up but my skirtsuit was this beacon of hope and a wistful token of success; symbolising a dream that we’d all grow up, go to work and live happily ever after. My suit saw me through my first ever job interview, the subsequent rejection (the first one is always the worst, but I still remember it as clear as day), and then the next six years of job interview after job interview.

So with nearly a decade of Country Road clothing sitting in my wardrobe, and as a passionate supporter of minimising my contribution to landfill by donating/re-selling my clothes, I’m excited to be teaming up with Country Road this year; throwing my support behind their annual Donate Clothes to Win campaign.

Starting today until this Saturday 5th July, the campaign is calling on all of us, with a CR obsession as perilous as mine, to clear out our wardrobes and drop any Country Road clothes that don’t see the light of day anymore into a local Red Cross store. In doing so, you’ll go into the draw to win a $100 Country Road gift card, with five lucky winners drawn each day. The more Country Road pieces donated, the greater the chance to win (more info can be found here).

From those shoestring longline camisole dresses circa 2008 (my long-time readers and fellow mystylediarists – remember those?) to some of my more corporate pieces that stand no chance next to my current uniform of yoga clothes and tracksuits; I’ve dug them all out to contribute to the 60,000 (and counting) items of Country Road clothing already saved from landfill since the program began in 2010.

In its place, I’m making room for lip prints and midi skirts, which (yes, I’ve already decided, whilst wearing three pairs of socks on my feet and shivering in my igloo of a house) will be on high rotation come spring. I had been eyeing the blouse for the longest time and like my Charlotte Olympia flats, its quirkiness has quickly grown on me. I love that I can pair it with a pair of black cigarette trousers or loosely tucked into a relaxed white skirt – two outfits that will work perfectly for the skirtsuited office job I’ll return to someday.

Photographs by Jamie and Michelle.

Another Feather.


Hello Parry Lara organza midi skirt,  Country Road grey merino men’s sweater, Bonbons leather ankle boots, Celine Trio in dark navy.

It’s just like me to be wearing more skirts in winter than summer. I’ve never been a skirts and sandals kind of girl so when Saturday showed not a single cloud in the sky, I took to organza and ankle boots faster than you could say, “Winter? Perth? Pfft.”

Photographs by Jamie

Turning over a new leaf.


Isabel Marant blazer (here’s a similar one on sale by Acne Studios), Zara linen t-shirt, J Brand skinny leather jeans (on sale with extra 25% off), Seed Heritage black wool fedora, Country Road leather zip pouch, Church’s ‘Kelsey’ brogue Chelsea boots (currently lusting after these!).

I find it ironic that it’s not until I’ve quit my job that I’ve been able to find the time to put together a ‘What I wear to work’ post. For the sake of this post, can we all just pretend that right now I’m wearing this get-up (or something along those lines) instead of my pyjamas and two pairs of socks on each foot with my feet stuffed inside a pair of slippers? Such is the glamorous freelance life where people interaction and a sense of style becomes scant.

Ahem. So, since obsessively dissecting the idea of work uniforms, my rapidly depleting bank account and I have been pulling together investment pieces and work wardrobe staples with the help of some well-timed sales (thank you, Outnet and NAP!). I added an Acne ivory waffle knit sweater to my stable of winter knits, as well as a few blazers in navy and anthracite from Isabel Marant and Acne (I really recommend checking out The Outnet weekly – or in my case, daily) to my heavily rotated collection of tailored blazers. Finally, I was lucky enough to find the Church’s Chelsea boots on sale from Net-A-Porter, which have been glued to my feet since they arrived on my doorstep.

On wintery days like these, it’s all about a pair of leather pants or cigarette trousers, a knitted sweater or linen t-shirt, a pair of ankle boots and a tailored blazer for added polish. All fail-safe items that have sufficiently gotten me through Perth’s chilly 2C mornings and rainy days.

I’ll admit, it does seem like somewhat of a waste now that my work uniform has become a series of tracksuits and PJs, but with my tendency to dress like a man most days, I’ll be working these items into the rainy weekends.

As for those of you who work in a much more corporate and conservative environment (because somehow I don’t think leather pants will cut the mustard in your office), I’ll be putting together an exciting post specially for you in collaboration with one of my (and most likely your!) favourite Australian brands. Look out for it soon!

Photographs by Jamie

Let the light in.


Neoprene and poplin top from Merryparker (online store coming soon), ASOS culottes, Ray Ban Aviators, Celine Trio purse, Witchery suede pumps.

I’ve been preoccupied with my own thoughts over the past week, reasoning with the cards Life deals out every now and then. My week has been all furrowed brows, bad dreams and restless nights, a hollow pit in my stomach and a haunting, empty space on the inside. Maybe it’s the universe reminding me it’s okay to be a work in progress; that this is still practice; that life was never about becoming because it was about being. And that maybe, instead of shouldering the weight of my own expectations, it’s better just to let them slip right through my fingers.

But it was as if the weather was having nothing of my mercurial nonsense, because it was gloriously warm and sunny over the weekend. With half of it spent sussing out new coffee shops (Addison & Steele, you win) and the other half in bed wrapping my hands around hot mugs of tea,  I’m afraid Monday’s got no chance.

Photographs by Jamie.

Spy Style: Cotton Candy

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It was written in the sartorial stars as soon as Carven and Rochas (and most recently, Burberry Prorsum) sent a flurry of cotton candy coats down the runway. If my (and most likely, your) Instagram feed is anything to go by this season, pastel coats are certainly having their fun in the (winter) sun.

My latest post for Vogue.com.au this month is an ode to the pastel coat – and how to wear one without looking like you’ve just emerged from a fairy floss machine.

And keep an eye out for my next Spy Style post, particularly if you’re travel-minded!

Into the morning.


Bassike stripes, Hello Parry coat, Frame Denim jeans, knitted beanie from Myer (on sale!)

It must come with age or something to find comfort and consolation in Friday night drinks with copious amounts of tea. Even when I’m travelling, nothing beats curling up on the couch in my Airbnb with an eclectic selection of teas our host has kindly left for us. There’s something about the ritual of taking tea in ordinary surroundings that makes me feel like I’m worlds away.

Speaking of being up and away, I’m going hot air ballooning tomorrow morning, as a belated birthday present from my husband. We’re flying over the Avon Valley as the sun (and most likely, me) wakes up, which I’m so excited for. The 3am wake-up call, though? Not so much.

Nonetheless, I can’t wait to share the pictures with you all. Happy weekend!

The New Silhouette.


Witchery coatigan, COS t-shirt (I also live in these), Country Road wool trousers, Bonbons ‘Ablaze’ leather boots, Proenza Schouler PS11 black clutch. 

The voluminous cropped pants, soft oversized cardigans that fall past the calf, t-shirts with a more-than-enough slouch. It’s this insouciant subversiveness of classic silhouettes and sartorial spins that can only mean one thing:

Winter is coming.

Photographs by Jamie

Winging it.


Balenciaga navy wool blazer, Country Road sweater, Sportsgirl trousers, leather oxfords from Italy. 

Just a few photos from the weekend, which illustrates my birthday-week in a nutshell – adding a couple of inches to the waistline, and losing a couple of inches off my hair (with a new hair colour thrown in for good measure).

I apologise for the super quick post today as I’m working with minimal internet until my wifi at home and 3G on my phone decides to resurrect and get themselves back up and running.  I therefore won’t be tweeting, emailing, facebooking or instagramming as much until then, either, but I promise to be back online as soon as I can!

The down time has, however, allowed me to devote more time to the kitchen – I have a beef rendang planned in the Thermomix tonight and a raw macadamia lime cheesecake to be baked later on in the week. Perfect creature comfort food to coincide with winter finally arriving in Perth!

Photographs by Jamie.

Snowed Under.


Country Road sweater, my husband’s chambray shirt, Target merino wool long johns, Hunter Wellington boots.

When I was throwing things into the suitcase before I left for Japan, I had no idea I was going to be met with snow – let alone be snowed in – for the few days we were hot spring-ing at Manza Onsen Hotel.

So it was rather fortunate that I had made the then-irrational decision to pack my Hunter boots (though they did come in handy the one day it did rain in Tokyo) along with a ton of thermals, stupidly big sweaters, and three pairs of socks.

I remember the afternoon these photos were taken so well. We were snowed in for the entire day – from breakfast until half past three in the afternoon. I was passing time finishing the last few chapters of Memoirs of a Geisha, looking out the window and not being able to see a single thing. Being 1700m above sea level in the heart of Joshinetsu Kogen National Park, we literally had our heads in the clouds. And for seven hours it stayed that way, until the clouds gradually turned into wisps of nothingness, revealing the bluest sky I had seen so far in Japan.

Those kind of days – or afternoons, rather – are such a photographer’s dream.

Hastily pulling on my wellies, we scampered out and stayed until the sun went down. The light scintillated the pavement in ways I will probably never see with my own eyes again. And like the rest of our time in Japan, it was magical, indescribable, almost inconceivable. Something kind of wonderful.

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H&M & hip pockets.






H&M printed full skirt, T by Alexander Wang distressed t-shirt, Carven suede bow pumps, Proenza Schouler PS11 clutch, Popbasic wishbone ring.

After finding myself cris-crossing two continents and three different cities over the past few days, I’m relieved to be permanently home and reunited with creature comforts like my bed and coffee machine (you can see where my priorities lie).

Not too long after I arrived home from Tokyo, I packed my suitcase again and flew into Melbourne for the launch of the first Australian H&M store on Thursday night. Although it was quite sad to see some of my favourite stores depart the beautiful GPO building to make way for the Swedish fashion chain, I have to admit that the new H&M store was jaw-droppingly incredible. And monumentally massive. With a glass of champagne in one hand (a bit of Drunk Shopping never hurt anyone, right?) and a carefully considered eye (H&M can be a bit Hit & Miss, no?) I came away at the end of the night with a few beautiful things for winter, including a coat, a sweater, and oversized grey pinstriped culottes for work.

This voluminous brushstroke printed full skirt was also hard to resist on the night. It was such a steal ($42-ish, after the 20% VIP discount) and the fabric has a nice, textured heft to it, so it drapes beautifully to the calf.

Note to self and to everyone else: midi skirts are the next maxi skirts this autumn/winter. Hip pockets essential.

Back at the ranch.




Acne black leather jacket, Lover ‘Courtney’ guipure lace dress, Michael Kors rose gold watch.

Finally getting the chance to post this outfit I wore to dinner the week before I flew out of Perth.

If there’s anything more telling about how unfathomably run off my feet I was in the days leading up to my holiday, it’s the realisation – when I touched down in Tokyo – that I forgot to pack my toothbrush and iPhone charger. D’oh.

Aside from settling into my new job (which I’ve temporarily left for 2-3 weeks and feel absolutely terrible about), I’ve been working with a friend to give this blog a pretty major facelift, which I hope to launch very soon. It does mean moving away from tumblr, but I promise we’ve designed my new home in a way that’s bigger and, most importantly, better; keeping you – the reader – top of mind, so that everything you’re searching for is only a couple of clicks (or less) away.

As for this outfit, I suppose you can’t really go wrong with a leather and lace mash-up. And if it’s good enough for Stevie Nicks

Check Mate.




Country Road check sweater, Witchery trumpet skirt, Bonbons ‘Ablaze’ heeled ankle boots.

Being swallowed whole by a big, woolly sweater has always appealed. Oversized jumpers have this way of making me feel warmer; they’re as nourishing for the soul as mugs of tea in the middle of winter; as blissful as slipping into a pair of warm socks when it’s raining outside; and as comforting as the sound of my mother’s voice on the other end of the line.

This sweater was the first thing I packed into my suitcase for Japan. And speaking of packing lists, I’m resolute on making it my next post so stay tuned!

The unexpected.

Country Road t-shirt, Lover Rosebud lace skirt, Proenza Schouler PS11 clutch, Chanel Le Vernis nail polish in ‘Rouge Noir’.

Sorry for the radio silence this week. As most of you know, I started a new job (and practically a new career) on Monday, so I’m currently trying to find my groove (like working out how to use the office coffee machine) whilst somehow finding time to buy shiny new things to celebrate a shiny new job.

I know, any excuse.

But the story with this clutch goes something like this: I’d been eyeing it off at Cultstatus for roughly a year now as the pain of paying that much for it was all too much for something a smidge ubiquitous and blogged to death. Fast forward to the weekend just gone – I walked into Cultstatus with the intention of doing some innocent browsing (ok, who am I kidding?) and lo and behold, there was a 40% off sale sticker on it. Resistance was indeed futile. It was meant to be. Just don’t tell my husband.

Photos by Jamie

So Frenchy, So Chyc.

Acne Palm Lynx dress, YSL Chyc clutch, Maison Martin Margiela x H&M ankle boots (not shown), Chanel Coco Rouge lipstick in ‘Gabrielle’, OPI ‘Big Apple Red’ manicure.

I hate the fact that I can never pull off the nonchalant non-smile that all you girls on Instagram seem to execute with such panache. Even my husband won’t press that shutter until I lose the bitchface that makes me look like I’m about to murder someone (isn’t that what husbands are for – to impart cold, hard truths?). So, I’m sorry to say that you’re stuck with photos of me smiling 100% of the time, unfortunately making it appear I’m happy as Larry 200% of the time.

I’m here to tell you, though – as with most things in life – it’s all smoke and mirrors. Some people are just really great at hiding it.

Which is something I’ve been trying in earnest to do all week. I’ve been grumpy and emotional as heck, even though I know it’ll all be over soon.

I’ve purposely taken the gas off the pedal and, consequently, February became such a haze for me; a transitional time in my life that I hope, at the very least, will pave the way for a much more promising year ahead. I just want to feel that thrill again of creating something new and exciting every day that is worth getting up in the morning for.

The heady scent of those glory days are in the air.

Not long to go now.

P.S. This was Tuesday night’s outfit. It was my husband’s birthday. We went out, just the two of us, for some pretty special Chinese food.


Theyskens’ Theory top, Country Road linen skort, Charlotte Olympia flats, Country Road leather zip pouch, Prada Baroque sunglasses.

A few snaps of Saturday’s outfit taken on the way to stocking up on pantry items from my favourite inner-city grocer.

I’ve been having a decidedly low-key and routine weekend; a perfect precursor to the goodbyes, farewell speeches and changes that lie ahead for me this week (and next). After catching up with some friends last night over Solo Pizza, today has been spent de-cluttering the house and make-up drawer (including a long-overdue clean of my make-up brushes) with The Brink on repeat.

Plans for the rest of the afternoon include a coffee catch-up with my bestie and maybe a 7km run. Maybe.

Photos by Jamie

In full bloom.

Everlane silk shirt, Nina Ricci skirt, Celine navy Trio purse, these Witchery black suede pumps, hair unwashed for days.

A ballerina bun and a fail-safe black and white combination seems to be my default work outfit these days. That’s right, not even the most (seemingly) romantic day of the year could persuade me to wear a hint of red. Pink, even.

In the spirit of the day, however, I’d like to publicly thank my husband for letting me drag him out of bed at 7am to take this picture (on his day off, no less). In typical Valentine’s Day fashion, it’s going to a quiet one for us, spent on the couch eating fish and chips in our pyjamas. Just your average Friday night.

To those of you who are celebrating Valentine’s Day, I wish you all a much more eventful one than mine and a wonderful weekend!

Animal Instinct.

Emma Fielden hat, Hope shirt, Lover silk shorts, Chanel ballet flats, Celine Trapeze.

Saturday’s outfit was a far cry from the winter clothes I’ve been shooting all week (including yesterday) for a project. All will be revealed soon, but I have to say that I have a new-found respect for those models who shoot summer clothes in the middle of winter, and blizzard-worthy clothes at the height of summer, without complaint.

Yesterday’s blazing sun, however, gave me the opportunity to debut an Emma Fielden animal print hat I snagged off Matches a couple of weeks ago. Admittedly, it’s more appropriate for winter but the super wide brim was made perfectly to fend off the sunshine.

I’ll sign this post off with a few styling notes related to my outfit:

  • To offset the animal print overload, I opted for a demure, lightweight man-style shirt in a pale, chambray blue.
  • The silhouette of this outfit was inspired by the styling over at La Garçonne. I love the idea of throwing on an oversized buttoned shirt over a pair of shorts that skims the shirt hem.
  • To keep the focus on the hat and the outfit, I kept my shoes, bag and accessories to a bare minimum: black ballet flats, and a handbag in similar shades/tones to the rest of my outfit.
  • Similarly, colours are also deliberately muted and complementary (think the three-colour-rule) to keep the outfit from looking all over the place – and maintain focus on the hat.

Awkward Boys.

Everlane silk shirt, Acne Studios Needle jeans in Rocca, Dieppa Restrepo oxfords, Chanel caviar classic flap.

As alluded to in a previous post, I’ve started compiling my autumn/winter wardrobe; wildly inappropriate given it has been averaging 38C every day since last week. Growing up in Perth all my life has made me crave summers by each August; but this year has been different. I’m going to the gym less, I’m eating more crap and all I want to do is sleep. With the aircon on. And a blanket to smother me.

So I’m shopping for winter as if doing so will hurry it along faster (kind of like refreshing the DHL tracking page every two minutes because you’re certain it will make your parcel arrive sooner). Pairing these jeans with a simple silk shirt and my weather-inappropriate shoes just made so much sense. If it was 30C degrees cooler, I’d throw an oversized coat over the top. Is it winter, yet?

And one last parting note… to take a leaf out of Alexa Chung’s (metaphorical) book: 

“This is for girls who dress like awkward boys.”

In the trenches.

Zara trench coat, Country Road silk singlet, Bassike slim tapered trackpants, Balenciaga City, Christian Louboutin Pigalle pumps.

Out to dinner on a chilly Friday night in a few things I haven’t worn since the tail-end of winter.

Dinner at a nice-enough place was on the agenda but after being met with a 2 hour wait for a table at Bread in Common we ended up having fish and chips and me, typically, being completely overdressed for the occasion.

Apiece Apart.

Bassike striped shirt, Apiece Apart ‘Drea’ skirt, Witchery heels, Zara navy raw-edge fedora, Chanel Reissue handbag.

I’ve been spending a good portion of my day today browsing the Apiece Apart sale. If you don’t mind the $55 shipping rate, there are so many gorgeous items to refresh your autumn/winter work wardrobe with.

I particularly love the Julia cape coat, Mariana blazer, Augustina button-down, the white oversized button-down shirt, the Antonia pebble skirt and and Josefina slip dress to see me through the rest of the summer weekends. So, uh, pretty much half the sale stock.

The Drea skirt, that I’m wearing above, is also 50% off. This skirt actually runs large so if you’re a true AU6, the size 0 will be a perfect fit on you.

It’s back to the task for me, but I thought I’d pay it forward and share some sale news, as well as these outtakes from my latest Spy Style post on Vogue.com.au. My husband managed to capture these photos at the precise moment the sun was setting.

Vogue Spy Style: To have and to hold.

My first Spy Style post for 2014 kicks off with 6 tips on how to shop for an investment bag.

Thought this would be a timely topic given the influx of sale emails that have flooded my inbox (and no doubt all of yours!) since Boxing Day. I hope my Spy Style post will take the anxiety and stress out of spending a months’ pay on something you hope to have and to hold for many years or decades to come. They say that diamonds are a girl’s best friend, but a forever handbag comes preeeeetty close, don’t you think?

Read the full post on Vogue.com.au.