Monday, 26 September 2016

Fashion Week Faves

I know I'm a little late to the party (working full time, trying to maintain me time, relationship time, family time and friendship time got me late to EVERY party... HOW DO PEOPLE DO THIS) but I thought I'd share my favourites thus far from NYFW.

I feel like if you've read any of my fashion week posts before, you'll know I have a strict favourites list of designers that rarely changes and therefore my 'Best Of' roundup is always the same... but, hey. At least I'm loyal. Drum roll please:


When you're an Aussie gal you just have to include Aussie sweetheart Zimmermann - and with that perfectly effortless, beach-side femininity, they really just make it way too easy. One of my favourite things about Zimmermann is how designer Nicky stays so true to herself with every collection, without them becoming boring or repetitive. There's always a DIY, 'oh this? I found it at an op-shop and altered it myself' vibe to every piece of clothing she designs. This collection is breezy, romantic and oh-so-effortless Aussie chic. Not to mention THOSE BOOTS. I am feeling this sexy-boho-pirate vibe, and I'm feeling it hard.


I know 2010 is over, but part of me still wants to be Blair Waldorf - and Delpozo SS17 gives me exactly this. Classic and classy with pops of modern eclecticism, every ensemble in this collection looks like it belongs on the set of Gossip Girl and I will not apologise for loving that. The shapes and full skirts almost give off an Oscar de la Renta vibe. These are outfits I want to sit on fountains and blow bubbles in, which, funnily enough, are my exact plans for Spring - once Spring weather finally actually hits. 

Another thing? THOSE EARRINGS. Earrings are making a comeback people - they are everywhere and I am obsessed. Like everything, the bigger the better. Not sure if I could rock earrings as big as the bad boys in this show, but I'm willing to try. Go hard or go home.


Ohhhhh Dolce. Dolce forever, honestly. I will include Dolce & Gabbana in every favourite collection post I do until the day I die. They will be my favourite fashion house forever and ever. Why? Because D&G is probably the closest to my personal style - vintage vibing, royalty worthy, Italiano, OTT, (dare I say occasionally low key tacky) FABULOUSNESS. Give me a D&G runway tiara and I promise I will wear it every single day. 

Where do I start? From the signature earrings and headwear, ruffles, sexy sheer lace and poppin' red lips, this collection is my dream wardrobe capsule. It makes me think of drinking sangria, riding on the back of a vespa, shopping in Rome and sun baking in a field of sunflowers. That first polka dot dress ensemble is basically what my dreams are made of and those lace booties are giving me LIFE - not to mention the literal cocktail dress. Very punny.


Marchesa is another one of my absolute favourites, probably because deep inside I am still a six-year-old who dreams of being a Disney Princess. Its rare to see a show so amazing that you gasp at pieces and get goosebumps - yet Marchesa does this to me time and time again. Is it any wonder? Look at that first dress!

 The pastel colour scheme of the first half of the show looked like the sky at sunset after a perfect day, or like a rainbow draping itself across the most ominous of clouds. This is  show that you have to actually watch - pictures just don't do the glistening of those colours and fabrics justice. Every single piece is absolutely incredible and the detail is just amazing. Occasionally from afar you think 'oh, here's a more understated, simple piece'. Then it gets closer and you notice the horses on it sewn from crystals, or the model turns and SURPRISE, a fabulous 3D, organza feathered cape.

I just love how Marchesa calls these 'ready to wear shows'. It really fits with my aesthetic of wearing heels to Woolies. I'm all about that.

That's it for now, lovers! Agree with me? Disagree with me? Let me know in the comments. I will respectfully read your opinion, even if you are wrong. All photos in this post are from

'Till next time,
Kate x

Monday, 12 September 2016

Beauty School Dropout

Its been nearly one whole year since I last made a blog post. Fancy that! Isn't it funny how time can seem to fly right by you so quick it leaves your head spinning, but at the same time, so much can change that it seems to have dragged on for eternity? Time is one of those things that we can never make sense of - and yet it seems to be something we base our whole lives around.

I was on a tiny boat bouncing its way around the marina of Malta when I decided I wanted to leave university. Its so classic white girl, isn't it? Go to Europe for the first time and have some sort of self discovering epiphany about my life. Like suddenly I have all of the answers because I left Australian soil and learnt how to say 'thanks' in both Italian and Spanish. Wowee.

As silly as it sounds, it really is true. All I needed was some time to truly soak up and enjoy the little pleasures in life to realise what really I had known for a very long time.

Ever since I was 12, I figured I would finish school, go to university, get a Journalism degree and then toodle on over to Sydney where I would live in a sweet apartment, write for Vogue and get married at 28. Easy peasy, right? Well, as it turns out, when you're 12, 13, 14 - hell, even 19 - you actually have no idea where life may take you. I came to realise that I hated university. Hated it! I went from being a straight A high school student who loved learning to feeling like I physically could not drag myself out of bed in the mornings.

The silliest thing? I spent two years lying to myself about how I felt and what I wanted to do. I was at university for the completely wrong reasons - because I felt like I had to be there. Because I felt like getting a degree was something I 'should' be doing, that it was a box in my list of Things I Need To Do To Be Successful that needed to be ticked off. I had this incomprehensible sense of duty toward it - like getting a degree would be what defines me as a successful human being. Like anything without a degree is not a 'real job'.

It took three weeks of me soaking up copious amounts of Vitamin D, drinking every single day, getting lost amongst cathedrals and surrounding myself with positivity to finally realise what I knew all along: A piece of paper does not define who you are. Never do something just because you think you SHOULD be doing it. Your happiness is more important than anyone's expectations. And finally - do what makes you bloody happy.

So, guess who's leaving their tertiary education? This gal right here. Maybe I'll study something later on. For now, I am focusing on doing the things I love. I am lucky to have a fulfilling and fabulous job, some real gems of people in my life and I'm going to start blogging regularly again.

So I guess the point of this post was: stay tuned! And seriously, be happy.

Me reevaluating my existence on a boat in Malta :')

'Till next time,
Kate x

Wednesday, 7 October 2015

Exploring SA: Clare Valley

Long weekends are the best and I think EVERY weekend should be a long weekend. I think it would make everybody more productive throughout the rest of the week. Seriously. Don't worry retail and hospo workers scoffing at the idea of any weekend let alone a long weekend - I am one of you. I am a part of this cult and I really do love it, I swear. However, everyone needs a little break from time to time and my turn came around over the labor day long weekend. I took five full days off to spend in the most beautiful weather at the most beautiful place - Clare Valley. The world's cutest cottage in Auburn, to be exact, around 20km from Clare. If you haven't been to Clare before, it is basically 46374327843447353 wineries surrounded by picturesque views, aka my kinda place. I went horse riding and got atrociously sunburnt (sorry mum), drank every Riesling under the sun, consumed only cheese and napped once a day. Fabulous. Here are some photos from my trip. Thanks to my boyfriend for dealing with my constant barrage of 'Can you please take an outfit photo for me? No, portrait. PORTRAIT. GET MY SHOES IN. MY SHOES!!!!!' and also 'Don't eat that yet I'm taking a photo!!!'

Annie's Lane Cellar Door & Winery is just as cute as it sounds and was my favourite place from the trip. It was surrounded by gardens and vineyards as far as the eye could see and they appeared to be dog friendly - I spotted two adorable canines having a picnic with their humans in the sunshine. There were gallery and museum-type rooms for us to wander through, friendly staff and good coffee. A+.

I think Pikes Wines had the nicest wine (how many times can you say wine in a sentence) but that could have been because it was toward the end of the day and I was a few too many glasses down. I was super glad we stopped there because they happened to have an event on called Clare with Fresh Eyre. It was a measly $5 entry to go in, taste wine and enjoy food from around the Eyre Peninsula whilst musicians lulled us into relaxation. It was fabulous considering we nearly paid a whole $12 to check out a children's maze in a town called Mintaro - no thanks. $5 well spent.

The boy enjoyed Knappstein brewery as he was on a hunt to find some beer for the grand final (apparently there's some sort of ball sport that's really important in my country on that weekend or something????? Weird). I'm not a beer gal so I was happy to wander around and take photos of their beautiful lead light work. Note to future girly girl visitors: turns out they do wine tastings, too.

I'm wearing a whole bunch of stuff from a whole bunch of different places that I won't bother listing - if anything takes your fancy, just ask me where I got it from in the comments section. I'm happy to send you shopping. Pro tip: if you don't feel like being stared at, don't wear a sheer vintage maxi dress with just hot pants underneath. Sorry that I'm fabulous xxxx

'Till next time,
Kate x