Hi there! It’s sure been a while, but I am excited to be back to babble away about pretty things. The frills that take my fancy if you will. I am struck with inspiration to write here everytime I embark upon a self-imposed shopping ban (*cough* right now). I’ve been blessed/cursed with a flush of… Continue reading Hello! (Feat. Pussy Bow)
I have a shelf in my room that my boyfriend refers to as my Trophy Shelf. No, I wasn’t a sports champion (thanks for the assumption), rather, I proudly display my Good Books stacked neatly with the titles on the spine clear for all to see. My Trophy Shelf is where Tolstoy, Austen, Fitzgerald and… Continue reading All Hail Queen Kelk
Can 2016 be the year I build a capsule wardrobe?
My New Years Resolution is to be creative – lets see how this goes!
Happy New Year! (cough – Happy 6th January!) 2016, can you believe it! Flicking through the very few things I have posted to this tiny corner (and corner is putting it kindly – speck of dust?) of The Internet, I couldn’t help but smile. My online diary has been alive for three years now, and… Continue reading Pop. Fizz. Clink.
Stealing glances at Instagram is as close as I have gotten (so far!) to the shows of Mercedes Benz Fashion Week, happening in Sydney this week. While the events are a short stroll down the road from my office, they have been brought even closer courtesy of my dear friend who has been volunteering. Volunteering and providing a running… Continue reading Alice McCall S/S 2014/15
My paternal Grandmother is defying age – tennis-playing, surfing, socialising and galavanting around the world (while stocking up on MAC products for me!) She is all the good stereotypes about a Grandmother – loving, warm, generous and a superb baker. Her recent 80th birthday had me reflecting on the importance of family, and spending time with these wise souls… Continue reading Lessons in Pastry (and Life)
By day, I work in a Sydney advertising agency. It is a fast paced world of big clients and daily deadlines. A world where I am lucky to be gaining experience working on huge brands in challenging industries. Industries that call for high-visibility safety gear over patent pumps and pearls.
While I love my job and am blessed to work alongside a team of innovative thinkers and creatives, I often find myself getting lost in thoughts of my own, personal creative pursuits. Pursuits that reflect my personality.
I am a girly girl – this is no surprise to anyone who knows me. I love fashion. I love beauty, health and wellness. I love to read magazines, blogs and chick-lit. I love to cook. I love events, adventures and celebrations. These things put a spring in my step and a smile on my face. These are the frills to my daily life.
So why not use this small corner of the internet to pay tribute to this? To empty my thoughts and document the frills that make life that little bit brighter! While I feel apprehensive to put my writing and photographs online – who do I think I am, Rosie? Blaire Eadie? Olivia? – why not give this blogging thing a go (again!) This time, with no concerns over who sees it and judges me for it. Surely every blogger has these niggling doubts. Putting yourself out there in the public domain is scary, and does feel self-absorbed. But I don’t judge the blogs I read – rather, I applaud the ladies for being so honest, open and offering inspiration. What I hope is that someday, someone may read these rambles and recounts and feel a spark of inspiration themselves!
In a technological age I have always felt a certain nicety about putting pen to paper. Whether it be scrawling a quick post-it note, compiling an extensive to-do list, pouring my heart out in a journal entry, or planning my life in an organiser diary, it fills me with a sense of satisfaction that can’t… Continue reading Planning 2013 in style
Confession #1: I am a little obsessed with Chanel. It has always piqued my interest, even before I was aware that the small quilted “grown up” handbag slung on my eight year old shoulder had been inspired by a bag designed by Coco Chanel in 1955. I was lucky enough to find the ultimate treasure… Continue reading There you are – an ode to Chanel