stoned in love

colour block me

I'm black and white through and through with minimal shades of grey and beige and the occasional ruby red lip. This season's pops of colour don't sit well with me and have me retreating even further into my ready to wear 'funeral appropriate' wardrobe. It's not that colour scares me, its just that black is like the best friend that never fails me. Having said that, the above photos with their rainbows of fuchsia, orange and aqua have me lime green with envy (bodacious tan included). Perhaps with the right amount of bronzer the all sombre ensemble can be laid to rest for one evening...

in abbundance

Recently I was asked to pen a summary of myself for Onya Magazine. I was met with a touch of writer's block but what eventually came out went a little something like what is listed HERE (under Contributor: Jade Rose Leopoldo).

Had I just been asked to submit photos that best described me instead it would have been a great deal easier (cue the above). Some would say owning and wearing 5 different rings at the one time is to live a life in abundance, others would say it is a shining example of materialism.

In fact, Doug Horton once said, "materialism is the only form of distraction from true bliss". Unfortunately I have to disagree, a) I don't exactly know who Doug Horton is, and b) if I owned each of those 5 rings displayed in image 4 my bliss would be...well, abundant.

urban upbringing

Sunday nights are usually reserved for flaking on the couch and nursing a sore head from the night before. This is exactly how I intended to spend my Sunday night last week. Instead I found myself in a graffitied Melbourne laneway rubbing shoulders with the uber cool and exceptionally fashionable at La Carte Blanche's Urban Upbringing fashion show.

If you didn't know any better you would have thought the invitation stressed black only (with a hint of Gothic), as there was barely a soul who wasn't dressed in the typical Melbourne uniform.

Walking past the beautiful people (who evidently existed that day to make me feel even worse) I made my way to my seat - a silver beer keg, which visually looked great but when your legs can barely touch the ground it doesn't make for very eloquent front row seating.

What followed was a parade of some of the most promising up and coming designers - all who managed to display that distinct Melbourne feel in each of their collections. Joseph Jang, Kosta J. Peters, Geoffrey Haining and Miss Lyndel Yeo provided us with lots of black, lots of leather, lots of structural pieces and even themes of fetish fashion.

For a review on the event and fashions head to Onya Magazine.

Photo credits: www.fashionising.com

laneway photo diary

For the last two weeks I have travelled around Australia scoping the fashion and music at several St Jerome's Laneway Music Festivals thanks to the insane opportunity offered to me by Rimmel London Au. What I did, was write and photograph what I saw. What I saw was a great kaleidoscope of the bohemian, the feminine, the gothic and the grunge (and that is only scratching the surface of what was witnessed). What I found was that my beloved home town of Melbourne not only offered up a delicious taste of what was on the agenda for Autumn/Winter 2011 (thanks to a most un-summer like day) but also an untoward touch of the "to be seen and seen only". If only my dear city had been able to remove the pole from out of itself long enough to realize that a simple smile is actually the most fashionable accessory one can posses. Oh and please play it simple next time, we don't need a Russian fur hat paired with a leather vest, high-waisted jodphurs and leopard print boots to prove that we are one of the most fashionable cities in the world :))

Head to the Rimmel London Au Facebook Page to see more posts on the St Jerome's Laneway festivals.