Posts Tagged: Scarves

A Cut Above, Down Under

Mercedes Benz Fashion Week Australia (#MBFWA) just came to a close. What’ that you say? You are not up to speed on your Aussie fashion pantheon and royalty? Oh, my dear, you owe yourself the education. From the laser-sharp, crisp structural precision of Toni Maticevski (a personal favourite I discovered on Moda Operandi some many moons ago), to Michael Lo Sordo’s bias cuts and diaphanous drapery fit for the denizens of Mount Olympus, to even the sometimes sordid and always decadent lace, beading and appliqué workings of Steven Khalil that present an intermingling of levity with weight, the runways Down Under were certainly anything but average, serving full-tilt drama and delight.

A Cut Above, Down Under

Mercedes Benz Fashion Week Australia (#MBFWA) just came to a close. What’ that you say? You are not up to speed on your Aussie fashion pantheon and royalty? Oh, my dear, you owe yourself the education. From the laser-sharp, crisp structural precision of Toni Maticevski (a personal favourite I discovered on Moda Operandi some many moons ago), to Michael Lo Sordo’s bias cuts and diaphanous drapery fit for the denizens of Mount Olympus, to even the sometimes sordid and always decadent lace, beading and appliqué workings of Steven Khalil that present an intermingling of levity with weight, the runways Down Under were certainly anything but average, serving full-tilt drama and delight.

Pantone 485

A particular shade of red, it has just come to my attention, has become ubiquitous in my closet. So blatant is my predilection for this colour that I even recently received a card in the post emblazoned in this very hue and

Pantone 485

A particular shade of red, it has just come to my attention, has become ubiquitous in my closet. So blatant is my predilection for this colour that I even recently received a card in the post emblazoned in this very hue and

Printed Scarves and Psychological Imprints: Sometimes You Just End Up with a Scarf on Your Head

I was in Houston this past weekend to join my good friend as her “date” to a wedding and true to form took an abundance of photographs. I posted a photo of myself from our Sunday brunch at Houston’s Backstreet

Printed Scarves and Psychological Imprints: Sometimes You Just End Up with a Scarf on Your Head

I was in Houston this past weekend to join my good friend as her “date” to a wedding and true to form took an abundance of photographs. I posted a photo of myself from our Sunday brunch at Houston’s Backstreet