suede&chambray

Hi. It's been a while. You're looking good - have you lost weight?

Okay let's skip the awkwardness. It's been almost a year since my last post and I'm sorry to leave you hanging but you know, life and stuff. Plus to be completely honest, these days I barely ever dress up anymore between work and training and there are only so many times you can try to pass of trackies and sloppy joes as Sports Luxe. And let's be real, I'm usually late enough for events and dates as it is without stopping to take photos before I leave, and cropping and editing photos is a pain in the arse.

You've missed lots.

I was blonde. Then I had blue hair. Then I got in trouble for my blue hair and went grey. Then I went bright pink as a joke before returning to a more natural colour.

I got my second dan blackbelt and am continuing to kick arse (read: get my arse kicked because I actually hate fighting).

I bought a house! I don't think I've officially publicly announced that before haha but there it is. Now I'm poor. So adult I can barely handle it.

I'm sure other things have happened that I can't remember now.

Annnywayyyy. Enough of that.

This was today - an RDO spent running adult errands - think banking appointments and discussions about life insurance (how the hell did I get here?!?!) with just a short wander around the shops to lighten the mood.

 

Shirt: Emerson; Skirt: Ally; Trench&Boots: Forever New; Bag: Chloe; Watch: Mimco.

Til next year, lol. x

Ugh.

So it's been a quarter of a year since my last post and I'm officially the worst blogger ever. Unfortunately, being a big person with a big person job unrelated to fashion or media, but rather, saving lives, and the responsibilities that said job entails, doesn't leave all that much down time for things like taking photos on timer, editing and writing. Or you know, wearing anything really all that blog-worthy, unless you think teal-with black pinstripe or ill-fitting navy trousers are going to be big this season.

In case you're wondering, life is pretty sweet. I don't get out quite as much as I used to, and there are many friends that I would love to catch up with (if you are one of said friends, call me maybe!) and I'm getting super jealous of the fact that half my Facebook friends list is overseas, but other than that I have no complaints. I'm healthy, happy and in love, and my career is going great! In fact, I actually just scored a permanent full time position at work (which is like winning lotto these days in health!) a couple of weeks ago - it still hasn't fully sunk in but I'm super stoked.

Oh, and my hair is growing out nicely. I actually had it cut and coloured today, after these photos were taken. I have a new found appreciation and admiration of people who are bottle-blonde; holy crap that shit takes a hell of a lot of work. You'll get to see it in future posts; I promise they won't be too far away.

Today, on my RDO, I had a choice between practical sneakers, or leg-elongating, but not-so-practical heels. You can see that practicality is not all that high on my priority list.

 

T-Shirt: Cotton On; Skirt: Ally; Chambray Shirt: Emerson; Heels: Diavolina; Necklace: Colette by Colette Hayman; Rings: Lovisa; Watch & Bracelet: Mimco; Bag: Sass & Bide; Sunnies: RayBan.

RDOs.

So May was apparently a blank space. Sorry.

I'm back at work now so nine days a fortnight, my wardrobe consists of navy skirts/slacks, and hideous NSW Health teal-with-black-pinstripe-shirts-that-look-like-pyjamas. Not quite blog material.

And on the weekends, I'm too busy making the most of the limited time with friends, family, and mostly, a certain fella.

On my RDOs though, I get a little excited at all the time I have to myself, and the prospect of getting to wear whatever I god damn want, and spend much of my mornings playing dress-ups. I regret nothing.

I like to mix it up a little, every now and then throwing in an outfit that's a bit left-of-center; away from my usual look. Like the last of the following outfits (even though it's basically the same outfit I wore the RDO the fortnight before that with different bottoms and a hat) - I call it "that time I pretended I was on Downton Abbey."

 

Dress: Cotton On; Jacket & Bag: Dotti; Boots: Factorie; Necklace: Colette by Colette Hayman; Sunnies: Rayban; Watch: Marc by Marc Jacobs 

 

 Knit: TEMT; Shorts: ValleyGirl; Shoes: Diavolina; Bag: Vintage; Necklace: Equip

 

 Knit: TEMT; Skirt: Heart on Fire; Heels: Diavolina; Hat: Forever New; Necklace: Equip.

Fierce.

Today I was meant to wake up early, do the laundry, pop by the shops, do the groceries, pick up my grandpa, come home, do some weights, go for a run on the treadmill and then have a healthy lunch.

Instead, I snoozed through both of my alarms, took my sweet ass time getting ready (changing my shoes, jacket and necklace multiple times), got to the supermarket completely overdressed, came home and instead of picking up the weights, opted to put on the weight- swapping the run for carbs, wine, chocolate and the season premiere of Game of Thrones. Hashtag healthkick!

Day well spent.

 

Dress: Morning Glory; Jacket: White Suede; Shoes: Portmans; Necklace: Colette by Colette Hayman; Rings: Equip, Colette by Colette Hayman & Lovisa; Sunnies: Rayban; Watch: Marc by Marc Jacobs.

Ripped jeans and my boyfriend's old tshirt

Today, in ripped jeans and my boyfriend's old tshirt. Yes, he had a Lady Gaga tshirt. He assures me it's a mens shirt. He got it from Topshop. He used to be a size medium. It's mens, he swears! I'm still not convinced.

 

Tshirt: Topshop; Jeans: Ziggy Denim; Bag: Ruby&Kit from Equip; Shoes: Novo; Beanie: Grab; Rings: Colette by Colette Hayman; Watch: Marc by Marc Jacobs.

Excuse me miss?

'Excuse me miss?'
Yes?
'I really like your style'
Thanks!
'Are you a fashion designer or something?'
No. I'm a radiotherapist...
'Oh really??' (you don't even know what a radiotherapist is do you?) 'Well *edges towards the table of charity posters he's standing near* have you ever heard of Westmead...'
Look, I'm just gonna stop you there. I'm really bad at saying no to people and I donate to way too many charities already and I'm not working at the moment so I don't wanna waste your time...
'Oh...uhh...okay fair enough'
Yeah I'm sorry, good luck though!
'That's okay...by the way do know who you remind me of? Amber Rose! You're like an Asian Amber Rose!'
Yeah, I've been getting that a lot.
Other Charity Guy Interrupts: 'Yeah you know when you walked past the first time, I was like to him, oh man that girl is so pretty  - and I don't just say that to every girl!'
Haha, sure you don't.
'It's true...we thought you were really pretty...but you looked kind of mean. Like, you had this really serious look on your face' *pulls face to demonstrate*

Thanks boys, for the flattery and some light entertainment for this afternoon.

Angry Asian Amber Rose signing off for the long weekend. Happy Easter kids, be safe, eat lots, and I'll see you on the other side! xx

Dress: Cotton On; Trench: Forever New; Shoes: Bardot; Bag: Dotti; Necklace: Equip; Rings: Colette by Colette Hayman; Watch: Marc by Marc Jacobs; Sunnies: Ray Ban.

Bare feet and my new favourite coat

I have been meaning to write this blog for a week now - squeeze in that one  (/four) more entry(/ies) before the month was over. But alas, procrastination got the better of me, and here I am, an April Fool, squeezing content meant for four separate posts into just the one. Sorry kids.

I've got to admit that since the shave, my wardrobe has become a bit edgier - I'm more willing to push the boundaries with body con, high splits, midriff, asymmetry and bold lips. I mean, it's not as if I was scared to dress a bit 'differently' before, but I feel as though my new look has given me even more reason to do so.

I have started getting to a stage where I'm starting to miss my hair though and it feels though it's going to be forever before it's back to normal - probably because at the usual rate my hair grows, it will be forever (even though it's grown really quickly initially). And then I bump into the kindest people - both ones I know, and strangers I don't - and they say the kindest things, like that I really pull it off, or that my head's a nice shape (even though it's not), and some even go as far as saying I look stunning or like a model or a goddess and I know they're just being overly sweet but I'm thankful anyway.

So here's to my new-ish look. It's still taking some getting used to.

P.s. I have a new favourite trench coat. Can you tell? It's satiny and silky and amazing and I love it.

 

Top: Missguided; Skirt: Paper Scissors; Trench Coat: Forever New; Bag: Tony Bianco; Shoes: Alias Mae; Necklace & Rings (right hand): Colette by Colette Hayman; Rings (left hand): Lovisa; Watch: Marc By Marc Jacobs

 

Top: Ally; Skirt: Luvalot; Trench Coat: Forever New; Shoes: Novo; Bag: Dotti; Necklace: Colette by Colette Hayman; Rings: Lovisa; Watch: Marc by Marc Jacobs

 

Top & Skirt: Ally; Trench Coat: Forever New; Bag: Dotti; Shoes: Novo; Necklace: Colette by Colette Hayman; Rings: Lovisa; Watch: Marc by Marc Jacobs

And then there was that casual day when I took blog photos before putting on shoes. Or thongs, in this day's case.

Tee: Cotton On; Jeans: Ziggy Denim; Bag: Dotti; Necklace: Colette by Colette Hayman; Rings: Lovisa; Watch: Marc by Marc Jacobs