small snippets of inspiring things.


Next big "plllllease may I have" = a trophy jacket (or 5)


- You can dress them up or down. They look as good over a dress as they do with jeans and flats
- They always look unique, even if they are a chain store purchase
- They are appropriate regardless of the season
- They are a great work piece
- Think outside of the sequinned box. I like black matted knitted ones, or dyed fringed ones

...Um, thats all I can think of. But I think that's good enough.

God damn not having Zara in Sydney!

I'm off to save my pennies...



To further support my theory on boys in Sydney and their 'style',
this is what the Sartorialist said:

"I have heard a few concerns lately that this blog has become too heavily dominated by women's images. They worry about the "direction" of the blog.

Well, I can say that the direction has absolutely remained the same. I've always only shot what I really love and that sincerity remains intact.

Last week ,in Sydney, I didn't see any guys to shoot, guys shots. It would have been easy to take a few shots just to keep the mens audience happy but I just can't do that. I'm not saying that there are no stylish men in Sydney but that I just didn't run across any while I was there.

The honest nature of this blog is that the images are a by-product of the cities I visit. Some cities are very strong in womens (Paris) and some in men's (Milano). I always keep my eyes wide open in every city but that element of chance is what keeps this job fun.

Anyway, early next month I will be at Pitti Uomo (in Florence) which is the best mens shooting I do all year. So if you're needing your Classico fix just hang in there guys."

How interesting...


I need new glasses.

Maybe 'need' is an exaggeration, but I really, really want some, especially after looking at the full Prism range online.

The website states that "the glasses are designed as an accessory - not simply as a functional product." Tick.

Further, it states that "Prism glasses are aimed at anyone who has an interest in the aesthetic - who is obsessed with detail but doesn't want to lose on functionality." Tick, tick.

Additionally, the glasses are unisex, and whilst unique, do not follow the 'geek chic' trend which I love, but has become so big that you could be wearing a pair of Tom Ford's, or a similar version from Sportsgirl.

What I really love about these glasses is that the range is small. A small range to me, demonstrates concentration and commitment, it says "I would rather release a tight range of ten styles, rather than lose my vision to create thirty pieces".

On top of this, the glasses are handmade, and are carved from acetate blocks which date back to the 1800's. Italians do all the work, which is also pays homage to my woggy roots.

Sooo basically, I think I have listed enough reasons to justify needing these glasses.

Now I just need to decide on a style...


Big Love.

Will loose pants or jeans (rolled at the ankle), a t-shirt, and a blazer ever get old?

I think not.

Boys, Boys, Boys (again)

Re the "Boys, Boys, Boys" post, this is what we need more of!

Love this look



New loves.

A new type of bohemian dressing is emerging, and it is beautiful. This is french-bohemian, and is a much more refined, smart, and chic version of the bohemian most of us have tried to block out in recent times.


A state of mind.

I find it interesting that we spend so much time formulating our style. I love that style is distinctive and subjective, and an insight into who we are. This said, I also think it is hilarious how easily one's style can be compromised, dependent on their surroundings.

I am completely guilty of this.

I have been trying to figure out why when we vacate our country, or our usual surroundings, we also appear to vacate from the style which we have formulated for ourselves. When I returned from London, I looked preppy as hell. On a trip to Paris, I was obsessed with navy and white stripes, and my Chanel flats. In Italy, I spent my days on the coast near Cinque Terre in a peach coloured shirt dress. A shirt dress?!
For any of you that know me, or my style, I am not preppy, I do not look classic-French (thought I wish I did), and I will never be able to channel the style of the beautiful Italian women who passed me in similar attire.. So why abandon my style when I travel?

Part of me thinks that we transform to escape. Not in a 'deep' way (as though we are escaping Sydney like it is the equivalent of hell), but in the way that in the process of relaxing, or exploring, or whatever the purpose of the holiday, you want to lose yourself in the culture of wherever you may be.

Another possibility is that maybe we simply do it for fun. There is something exciting about wearing items that in Sydney you would not consider. Being able to get away with wearing crazy pieces is appealing. In addition to this, there is something fun about wearing wacky stuff in a place where no one knows who the hell you are.

Possibly we change our styles to assimilate? I personally do not change my style for this reason (for me, it is more the first two), but I can see the urge to ditch the thongs and the wife-beater when walking around and having people stare at you, and wondering what the hell you are wearing.

A big factor for this change stems from 'The Hunt'. "The Hunt" is the type of shopping you do when you are on holiday, and basically involves sourcing the most amazing "I definitely did not get this in Australia" pieces, to then take home and show all of your friends. (Note that bonus points are awarded if these goods are also inexpensive.)

Whatever the reason, I have been thinking about this changing of one's style for a while now, and on a recent trip to Bali, I set myself the challenge of not returning looking like something that had escaped from a Temple. Keeping in mind that I travelled with two of the greatest hunters I know, I knew resisting transforming would be a challenge. Adding to the pressure of my travel companions, I also had been informed that Bali was great for cheap finds. Great.

All this said, in setting myself to goal of not maxing my credit card on tie-dyed garments, I managed to find some amazing pieces. I had leather pieces made for virtually nothing, and found some incredible jewellery to wear with my more simple pieces I already own. It actually suprised me how easy it was to source great pieces that fit with my existing wardrobe when I had identified that I was guilty of changing when I travel...Who knew?

On the flight on the way home, I was on a high, seeing the scads of Aussies with their hair braided with beads on the end, and the piles of tie-dyed pants, skirts, dresses, tops, sarongs-as-tops, and bags that all these people had purchased.
The funniest thought we had on the flight home was that these bronzed people who resembled something more from a bogan-woodstock than anything else would get off the plane and catch a glimpse of themselves in a mirror and think "what the hell did I buy this for?!" or "Why in the name of Christ would I have my hair braided at my age?!" Ah, sweet satisfaction.

So as a little recommendation to anyone going anywhere over Christmas or the New Year. I think you should keep in mind that travelling is about your state of mind. I say explore, drink and eat as much as you can, and take in everything you possibly can, but do not lose the thing that ultimately makes you, you - your style.