Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Velvet is not a Colour.

A lot of my friends [particularly male], recognise the word 'velvet' from red velvet cupcakes [YUM, my favourite!], and it must be explained to them that it is not in fact a colour, but a fabric. To me, a very amusing misconception. 

I have always had an obsession with velvet, particularly in a deep red shade. Although some people immediately think of horrendous 80s creations, to me velvet exudes a luxuriousness like no other fabric. Its texture and richness is perfection!

So really the combination of red velvet and massive bow waist detail is practically the skirt of my dreams. 

Top: Portmans
Skirt: Karen Walker
Leather brogues: Zara
Socks: Tutu Anna (Japan)
Pearls: Souvenir from Shanghai, China. 

Red velvet cupcakes photos from [

Monday, November 19, 2012

Next destination: India.

So I've had this idea of travelling to India for a while now. And it's peculiar, because when i exclaim my excitement for this trip, people seem to give me strange looks: "why on earth would you want to go there?" and more often than not they add some delightful joke about food poisoning. 

[Maybe they have a point. I spent a few days in utter pain last week after an unlucky encounter with some nasty Thai food. Crossing my fingers the experience won't repeat itself in India.]

But why India?

Despite the ubiquitous poverty and the somewhat squalid environment, India seems to be brimming with culture and vivacity. The stark grandeur of old India with its maharajas and Crown Jewels, colonial India with its British influence. I am literally brimming with excitement to explore the diversity of the expansive subcontinent- from north to south, rural to metropolis. 

Maybe my imaginings of India are exaggerated and unrealistic, but I get the feeling like I won't be disappointed.........

Just got to get around to booking the tickets! 

Photos from Vogue UK: 
"Lily takes a trip," July 2005 by Tim Walker from
" Indian Summer," September 2007 by Patrick Demarchelier from

Sunday, November 18, 2012

tulip mania.

The world once went kooky over these blooms*, and it's no wonder why.

After walking through the gates to the Tessalaar Tulip festival, innocently distracted by the kitschiness of the ticket collectors clad in traditional Dutch costume- nothing- not even the waft of fresh poffertjes- could interrupt the absolute spectacle of the large volume of flowers.

I would be lying if I said I didn't savour the idea of running through the rows of tulips, and I picked this dress to frolic in the fields. I had wanted this dress for a while now. It was from a few seasons ago when Australian designer Yeojin Bae collaborated with Target for a limited edition collection, and I attentively scoured eBay until I found one. The hat which complemented the frock was definitely more for sartorial purposes than practical, as the sun barely showed its face. [Sad face] I suppose, given Melbourne weather I should be grateful it didn't rain, despite the weatherman predicting it to do so.

*The flowers induced 'Tulipomania', where they were so sought after, that the prices of a single bulb rose to incredulous figures. 6 times the annual salary of a skilled craftsman at the time!!

It turned out to be a great day out, a nice escape from the suburbs. Aside from taking hundreds of photos of the flowers, there were some adorable Irish dancing shows and I couldn't resist the sight and scent of the poffertjes in the end.... Chocolate and cream, who could say no?

Friday, November 16, 2012


It's that time of year again! Another year of study over, 3 months of time to expend. Such an expanse of time, which I promise myself this year, like every other year, I will not waste away. With the festive season looming, crazy customers and insanely long shifts at work to look forward to [or rather dread], I look to February when I can escape to some exciting, exotic location. 

February vacations have become somewhat of a tradition now. 2 years ago, Europe. Last year, Japan.  
Tokyo. Kyoto. Osaka. Nara. Kobe. 

The dichotomy of the so very traditional and insanely modern. The order and cleanliness of the cities. The incredible politeness and helpfulness of the locals [despite the language barrier]. The beautiful food. The unbelievable shopping. The breathtaking scenery. A culture shock indeed, a place to awake the senses, just the escape I needed.

I simply can't wait for my next February adventure!
May all your wishes come true.
At Fushimi Inari. 
MUJI- going kooky for stationery.  
Disneyland carousel.

Vintage shopping at Shimokitazawa. 
Nutritious Brekky: Tempura Prawn Udon. 
Unlock my heart.
 At Umeda Sky Building, Osaka. 
Bits and Bobs.
At Toji Temple Market, Kyoto.  
Hanayashiki Theme Park- Asakusa, Tokyo. 
Candy, candy, candy. 

Vintage Kimonos at Toji Temple Market. 

 Kate Moss  at Harajuku.