Showing posts with label Alice McCall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alice McCall. Show all posts

Monday, 3 December 2012

scented letters


My dearest,

You may not know me, but I've admired you from after all for a great while.
From the first time I saw you down the catwalk, clinging onto another in
such a familiar manner; I could feel nothing by envy for the one in the braids. 
At that moment, I knew that I had to have you for myself.
How apt that you be named Scented Letters from Alice McCall's 
whimsical Babooshka collection; now let me dedicate this letter to you.

I knew that you'd accompany me all through the summer.
But fear not- my feelings towards you are so much more than a 
summer romance. I adore you from the way you flow in the wind and
the way in which your bright colour brings out the smiles. 
You're a contradiction from the way in which your length is demure to the 
open and sheer nature which bares your soul. 

My thoughts go out to you- My Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully,
then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us-
I cannot imagine my life anew without you, so upon my words, 
will you please find your own way into my closet?
(p.s. for inspiration, might I suggest any of the adventures as seen in Toy Story?)

forever yours,
karen

Saturday, 8 September 2012

layering for spring

layering for spring

Clockwise from top left: Acne mint dress; Kooples yellow mini skirt; Fallon necklace; Rag and Bone denim jacket; Alice McCall dress; Zara khaki vest; A/X Armani Exchange sandals; Zara boots

Every year, without fail, during the depths of the sweltering Australia summer I lament the fact that I failed to enjoy the spring the proper way. Essentially, the chance to wear light layers and embrace the Teen Vogue philosophy of jackets (remember that The Hills episode?). So this year, I'm forcing myself to buckle down and not jump right into the swing of summer; even though the endless blue skies make me want to wear nothing but thin cotton dresses. Which is quite ironic, because as I'm writing this I'm wearing my favourite black cashmere jumper and curled up next to the heater (I'm a crybaby the minute the temperature drops below 20). 

So, here's a few things that I want to enjoy this spring.

x k