Showing posts with label because i'm addicted. Show all posts
Showing posts with label because i'm addicted. Show all posts

Thursday, January 13, 2011

house and garden















I have soon begun to discover (not long after I first started) that apartment hunting isn't as fun as I thought it might be. It's all good and well until that all too familiar wave of rejection comes crashing down upon you when you are told that you didn't get the place you have been gunning for/obsessing over/dreaming about for the last few days.

Nevertheless you move on and onto the next art deco, north facing, "stunning" two bedroom apartment and repeat the same continuous cycle. The one bright side of the rent cycle is that it brings out your inner interior design smarts. And by this I mean it has you frantically blog stalking other peoples design ideas and racking your brain trying to think where you can source an ornate bathtub, those black and white tiles in Kate Spade's kitchen, and airy fairy lights to hang over your 4- poster antique bed.


And on a completely unrelated note - aren't these outfits divine?

Thursday, November 12, 2009

lady love



















I hate to admit it because its so cliched....but I have some serious lady love for Christine Centenera. Yes so does every other blogger on this earth but I feel that by finally putting pen to paper (or should that be keyboard to blog), that my first post on this it girl is my right of passage in the blogging world.
She the fashion editor of Australia's Harpers Bazaar (yes we can actually claim this one as our own) has sparked a frenzy of street fashion phenomena. The girl never has an off day and is what I would consider to be somewhat of a poster girl for the in season shoulder pad. So whilst most of the fashion elite are fighting off claims they have had a face lift, our dear Christine has proudly announced that she isn't one to shy away from a little lift in the shoulder department.

Her forte is shoes (her collection sends my heart into a platform heeled flutter), her legs are envious and her clothing I cannot even begin to describe. Except to say that her style is edgy -she pairs fur with studs and leather making it look like black and white are the odd couple. She does casual chic with ease one day and then sends you into a tail spin the next by wearing a dress of a kaleidoscope of colours and patterns combined with mismatched shoes that work so well you wonder if your eyes are actually deceiving you?

It is without hesitation that I can say that Centenera is fashion centuries ahead of the rest of us.