How incredible is Lucy’s patchwork kimono? She picked it up while sourcing for her online vintage store Cops In Jeans. I love the different shades of blue in this shot; with her jeans, tee and kimono against the backdrop it couldn’t be more perfect. I love her full fringe too; it’s so effortlessly tousled.
So it’s the last day of the year! I hope everyone has an amazing night, wherever you may be. I’ve been down the coast south of Sydney for the past few days at the most incredible beach house. We’re right on a peninsula with a rugged beach on one side and a picture perfect beach on the other. The view is pretty spectacular. Yesterday we even had dolphins swimming in front of our place for hours. I never want to leave. Anyway, happy New Year! See you in 2012!
Brenda has my dream hair. Well anyone with long, slightly wild, cascading waves has my dream hair. My hair is the longest it’s ever been (which is not very long) and it’s taken months/years/forever to get it to this stage. I think a person’s hair is the feature I notice first, perhaps because I feel like it’s quite a telling way of figuring out what kind of person they are. I don’t mean anything too deep and meaningful, just a general idea of what they’re about. Perfectly groomed and sophisticated. Natural and free spirited. Short and adventurous. It’s definitely judging on face value, but you can see what I’m getting at. Brenda is the mastermind behind accessories label Benah, which I have swooned over once or twice before. Her work is all kinds of amazing.
My Miu Miu Noirs. Dramatic, glamorous and full of glitter. I love the contrast of the red against my blonde hair (which is lightening by the day as summer progresses) but mostly I love how over the top they are. So much sparkle. I hope everyone had a great Christmas – that you ate lots, spent time with the ones you love and got a few gifts you really wanted. Happy Holidays!
I love Christmas. Growing up it was always a big deal, spread out over two days, one for each side of the family. My Grandparents always got really into it and almost all of my family lived in the one small town, so everybody was always there. We ticked off every cliche; stockings well past the age we stopped believing in Santa, champagne breakfast, a huge roast lunch, pavlova, cricket on the lawn, and the youngest always handed out the presents from under the tree one by one.
This is my third Christmas away from home, and even though I would love to be back with the family, it’s kind of nice to start our own traditions. We’ve had the same simple Christmas tree for two years in a row (which is really nothing more than a bunch of twigs decorated in candy canes and a big red bow) and bulging stockings have been replaced by a few presents neatly wrapped in brown paper. I’m also planning on cooking a turkey after managing to pull one off last year, and the fridge is packed with copious amounts of cheese, berries and tonic (for the gin). It seems like the weather gods have come to the party and summer may just have finally arrived. It’s going to a good day, I’m not going to lie, I’m pretty excited. Merry Christmas!!