Acne angora knit, beanie from Vietnam
Merry Christmas everyone, I hope you are having (or had) an amazing day, wherever in the world you may be! This shot was taken earlier today in Prague, at the top of a picturesque hill, looking out over the beautiful old city. Prague has been a pretty magical place to spend the festive season; plenty of sparkling lights, decorated trees, Christmas markets and mulled wine.
This isn’t my first Christmas away from home, but it is my first in the Northern Hemisphere, far from the usual rituals, balmy days and fresh fruit. I was hoping this was going to be my first white Christmas, but the weather has been far to great for that. Anyway, much love and Merry Christmas!
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is really nothing more than a bunch of twigs decorated in candy canes and a big red bow) and bulging stockings have been replaced by a few presents neatly wrapped in brown paper.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!!
Last night I got into the festive spirit at the Russh, Parlour X and Romance Was Born Christmas party. Parlour X was packed to the brim, so much so that we were backed into a rack of Isabel Marant for most of the night (which let’s face it, is hardly the worst thing to be pressed up against). The party celebrated the latest issue of Russh, and the beautiful window display by Romance Was Born which is every bit as theatrical as you would imagine it to be. Sydney band The Preachers got everyone in the mood with their ultra hip moves. Frontwoman Isabella is one of those girls you can’t help but want to be. You know the type; slightly mysterious, confident and with a style all of her own. Isabella has so much raw energy, she conducts a live show more like a religious cult (The Preachers words, not mine). And with her blunt fringe and black jumpsuit she was a vision of cool.