On Sunny Sundays we brunch. I’ve been looking for an opportunity to wear this Sushi and Sake tank from the Mink Pink Lost in Translation campaign, ever since I got it. I even thought to suggest Japanese food but who needs an excuse to wear cute tanks and brunch with cute friends. Not me guy!
We congregated around cups of espresso poured over vanilla choc-fudge ice cream for a brunch that surpassed lunching hours, just the way it should be. Talking about fashion, men and the human psyche, even now I cannot begin to think what those bridging sentences sounded like. Despite the short term memory loss, I walked away with a coffee buzz, in an outfit not wasted ,catching up with friends. The perfect girly Sunday morning, in my books.
After all that hard work I had no other option than to spend the day’s remainder having afternoon tea, cuddles and a little internet shopping. A whole day spent comfortably in my first piece from the ‘Lost in Translation‘ collection is surely enough to warrant more of it? The next items on my hit-list are the Kimono cloud dress and the Oriental cloud kimono.
Just because I like you and am totally your shopping enabler, I even compiled some easy to find quick links to other outfits in the campaign in 1, 2, 3. Pair them with some harder boyfriend style items like over-sized tees, baseballs caps and denim jackets and you’re onto a guaranteed winner.
Style is for all ages and Boon Inc. is proof of that. I am currently in that “blocks under-foot and food getting rubbed on my pants” stage so seeing the functional and pretty Boon products scattered through my home looking chic is a welcome change. It started innocently with a squirt spoon to feed bub his first solids without having them chucked back at my face. Soon I moved to the pulp teething feeder after getting annoyed with cleaning the standard net version.
After that I was out of control. I got my mother’s group onto it and justified the purchase of some lawn to dry my lovely boon products on. It’s become so much easier to find his spoons, bowls and bottles instead of searching between the big plates. The twig helps keep the more fiddly things in place and it’s all surprisingly easy to clean, staying scum free between washes. Last (for now at least) came the bath bubbles. Kidlet wasn’t convinced at first but now he’s almost 1, there a fits of giggles at bath time as he tries to stick them all over the tub and pull them off again.
Among the trucks, bouncy balls and hot wheels cars, there are still shreds of more sophisticated kid design that doesn’t stub the toes. Ahhh!
Back packs have now become my fall back staple accessory. Before you start asking “who ARE you?“, bear in mind “mum” is a resounding part of the answer. When you have to carry nappies, wipes and half chewed snacks in zip lock bags, I can think of nothing better than candy coating it in a beautiful back pack. That way I can pretend there are actually novels, notebooks and dark chocolate inside it instead.
You won’t be seeing any Billibong or Rip curl back packs on me however. Those were the backpacks of my high school years. Now I’m pressing my nose against the Louis Vuitton window ogling the Bosphore and Palk. Sure they sound like Ikea furniture but these babies are in a league of their own.
Shy of that, and believe me I’m quite shy ( $$ ), All I want is something with:
A functional close
simple and classic
big enough to fit everything unless it’s that chanel one…then who cares
Fortunately there are budget friendly options out there that allow you to keep those hands free for important things like eating a burger. Check those out and for more deets on the images, follow us on Pinterest. 1 – 2 – 3– 4
It’s been a while now since I’ve fallen in love with the Danish style ethos which clashes with my personal style. It crept in with a few items from Ikea and now it’s infiltrated my accessories. I blame Skagen and their impossibly slim watches with a beautiful story and heritage. Easily explained away by my love for watches. THEN I attended the launch for their newly released bags and jewelry.
Transcending seasons, the black, stone, grey and sand leathers are sleek, simple and timeless. The brand draws it’s inspiration for it’s namesake town and the colours, textures and lifestyle entrenched in it’s surroundings. Their biggest customers are those return to the quality and consistency you can seldom rely on in a trend driven environment. For me it’s the dulcid hues and buttery soft texture that melts my steely resolve not to shop, as soon as I spot them. Exclusive to David Jones, you may even find yourself pacing suspiciously past them on your lunch break. I opted for the less creepy but equally strange enduring embrace when I spotted the Skagen Anja tote weave.
Maggie from La Petite Mademoiselle was more of a Skagen Mikkeline satchel girl and champagne girl on the night but then who wouldn’t be? The launch on the seventh floor of the Elizabeth street David Jones was beautiful. We got a lovely taste of what Skagen was all about, at the ‘hygge‘ complete with little handmade Froebel stars for our Christmas tree (how to here).
Perhaps if I buy hubs (hater of wearing watches) a Skagen which is functional without felling cumbersome, my multiple bag purchases will be less noticeable. That’s how fashion maths works right? On the other hand Christmas is coming up and I’ve been very good. Maybe I can give Santa a little hand because I’m sure he’s very busy.
Father’s day has always been a challenging one when it comes to gifts but this year spells double trouble with it being the first one for hubs. Add to that the fact that kidlet is sick and the standard response to the question “what would you like for father’s day?“
Hubby: Hugs and kisses (awwww but not helpful) Dad: I have everything I need…don’t waste your money unless it’s on a new car for me
All that means on my end is a little last minute shopping on my end. In case you are in the same boat, here are some of the gifts the men in my life are getting this year and some they’ve received in the past, just in time for late night shopping.