Monthly Archives: September 2020

There’s few things we like in all their varieties – sorry bacon sundaes – but here we’ll make an exception.

Big or small, vertical or horizontal, metallic or leather or iridescent pink. From the gold Gucci skirt spotted on every street style savant, to the sharp knife pleats sashaying down every runway – we want pleats in every hue and every variation.

Put away your pitchforks and blow torches. I’m not about to bag it. I’m just feeling a little conflicted. In 2012 Frank Ocean dropped Channel Orange and had me completely captivated. It was soulful, progressive and musically interesting (something we lack so much of these days). It would not be exaggerating to estimate that I have listened to the whole thing, start to finish, upwards of 100 times since its release. And I’m still not over it.

So imagine my anticipation when, after all the teasers and false alarms, we finally get two new album drops, in the space of two days: Blond and visual album Endless. Of course I couldn’t remember my Apple ID password. Devastating. Had to create a whole new account before I could listen. But that’s not the point.

Think sheer and textured fabrications plus voluptuous frills and gold detailing. A sorbet palette is punctuated by vibrant navy, decorated with ribbon and delicate floral prints. Asymmetric, off the shoulder and classic draped necklines feature in mini, midi and maxi options. A balanced, architectural collection of feminine pieces for any and all occasions.

Literally every day is a struggle for me. I’m not depressed, I don’t have an abusive home life, I haven’t suffered any unimaginable trauma. None of these things apply to me. Life is just that little bit more difficult for me because, well, I’m a bit special.

In the time it takes me to get from home to work in the morning, I will have already suffered through a series of clumsy, forgetful, ridiculous events which will continue throughout my day, everyday. In all other respects I’m a normal functioning member of society, it just tends to take me a little longer to get from A to B.

To combat this I have to keep my wardrobe easy. Not basic, just simple enough that I don’t have to spend time fussing around. This allows me to be my awkward self and still make it to the church on time, looking like I haven’t spilled my coffee, got my skirt caught in my car door and emptied the entire contents of my bag onto the floor on

Obviously we can’t all be professional sports people. But most of us – at one point in our lives – will find that we excel at something. What could you compete in? What are you freakishly good at?

Personally, I feel like I’m good at a lot of things. Now I know it sounds like I’m blowing my own horn – but just hold on. I’m ‘good’ at a lot of things but If I had to pick one thing that I’m the ‘best’ at – only one of my skills to bring home the gold – I honestly have no idea what it would be. Luckily enough, in the creative industry being good at a lot of things works in my favour.

Coming to work every day kind of is like being in the Style Olympics. Who’s outfit will slay the rest? Who will take home best dressed? Everyone’s in it to win it.

You can be too. Cross the finish line first with our top picks for everyday, medal winning style.

I’m not super great at ‘moderation’. I watched the first 15 episodes of Younger in 1.5 days. I cannot open a block of chocolate and leave a square left. I’m not proud of it; but it’s who I am now.

In the same vein, once I’ve had a big night then basically the whole weekend is a write off. I’ll eat hash browns for breakfast, KFC for lunch and order $50 worth of Menulog for dinner. It’s a routine now.

The VMAs red carpet is no place to play it safe. Gwen’s blue fur bra, Courtney Love’s Madonna tribute, Rose’s barely there dress or Miley’s part cyborg part glam 2015 get-up.

So go stag to weddings, be a bridesmaid and most importantly, look way better than the bride in something that doesn’t resemble a giant marshmallow.