With 2016 slowly coming to an end I thought I’d share with you some of my personal favourite looks from this years biggest red carpet events! From the Manus x Machina: Fashion in an Age of Technology Met Gala to the Cannes Film Festival that always has every fashionista wishing they could strut their stuff in such a magnificent place. There is no denying though that there is always a part of us that wishes we could become famous, even for a mere 15 minutes, just so we can walk along the red carpet in one of our all time favourite designer pieces (GUCCI all the way!). This is me dreaming again.

Twenty-sixteen was the year of shimmers, pantsuits and floral embroidery. All of my favourite things one could possibly wear on a red carpet. I can’t help but always admire the risk takers, the ones who manage to pull it off in such a timeless and elegant way. A way that would have me falling in love with it again in twenty years from now, but it was LADY GAGA that has stolen the show at this years red carpet events. She is beyond flawless, timeless and just all around beautiful in the pieces that she has worn. GAGA is my fashion women of the year and always will be my muse in all things.


Best Pantsuit Look: Jenna Lyons, Jennifer Konner and Lena Denham @ MET GALA

Best in Black: Emilia Clarke @ GOLDEN GLOBES

Best in White: Lady Gaga @ OSCARS

Best Fashion Duo: Beyoncé & Blue Ivy (obviously) @ MTV VMA’s

Best “Royalty” Look: Kate Bosworth @ MET GALA

Best & Biggest Fashion Risk Taker Look: Lady Gaga @ MET GALA

Please check out my Pinterest board The Best of 2016 to see more of my personal favourite looks!

Photo by Kris Atomic

Let’s bring on 2017!!!




The Duchess of Tutus


Today I am finally introducing a new segment to the blog called FLASHBACK FRIDAYS where I will be sharing with you the history of my personal style and the questionable fashion choices I have made in the past.

With summer finally coming to an end and everyone bustling off to new adventures, whether in school, work or travels, I thought I’d dig up a memory that had marked my first adventure many years ago.

DATE: September 2010
LOCATION: London, England
THE BRIEF: Typical tourist roaming around Buckingham Palace, flaunting my stuff and wishing I were a Duchess of all things.


  • Coat by Anthropologie: this probably has to be one of my all time favourite coats, one that I will always refuse to give up! I remember receiving this as a gift for Christmas one year and I was beyond hesitant on ever wearing it due to the fact that there is a tutu sewn into it. Yes, a tutu. I rarely wore it during my senior year of high school, embarrassed of the fact that I looked like some royal wannabe and high school was clearly no place for a tutu. England however, well that is exactly where you would want to be strutting one hell of a tutu coat.
  • Cashmere Scarf by Coach: still classic, obviously.
  • Black Leather Slouch Bag by Anthropologie: still rocking this bag to this day! Everyone has that one bag that they will never give up and will keep for years, this is my one bag that will never be tossed into the giveaway pile, ever. With its simplicity, it will never be out of style and will forever be a classic in my closet. The best thing about this bag is the leather has aged so well over the past six years, that it almost looks vintage. LOVE.
  • Black Jeans off a market in Italy (circa 2008): my number one go to pair of jeans in high school. These were the only jeans I ever wore and I was beyond obsessed with them….until I got too big to fit into them again. It may not look like it but I had to squeeze my way into those jeans by the time I moved away to England. I couldn’t even bend in those jeans, but I somehow managed to squeeze my way into them for a solid year! I finally had to say my goodbyes and leave them behind, mainly because my sister refused to put them into the suitcase. I was brought to tears never knowing when I’d ever find a great pair again.
  • Sparkly Black Flats in a quaint little shop in Italy (circa 2008): I will admit that they were probably by far the most hideous flats I have ever owned, but like most things I was in love with them at the time. At such a young age we can’t help but love things that are sparkly and give such a statement. Needless to say I wore those flats into the ground. They were practically destroyed by the time my year had ended in England. Again my sister had refused to let these bad boys into the suitcase and after much yelling she obviously won in the end. Thank god, but I think there was a part of me that had refused to part from them knowing they had come from Italy. It was a sentimental thing, but another excuse to visit Italy again and buy a much classier pair! Maybe this time I’ll just stick with the basics.

VERDICT: At the time I saw this look as a timeless and sophisticated piece that should be flaunted around BUCKINGHAM PALACE! I have no regrets on what I had worn that day and still believe that look today is timeless. Okay well maybe not the sparkly flats, but the other items will never leave my closet.

ADVICE: I firmly believe every women should own a great pair of fitting black jeans, a basic black bag and statement coat that can give your entire wardrobe a whole new meaning!


VOGUE Fashion’s Night Out


As some of you may recall from my last post RUNWAYS & DONUTS, I babbled on about how there is always something going on in Sydney. Sometimes these things are just stumbled upon by accident and in the end we can’t help but smile from ear to ear, thrilled at the thought that we got so lucky to find something so exhilarating! That was me on Thursday evening at the VOGUE American Express Fashion’s Night Out event. An event that is held every year to mark the beginning of SPRING with an excuse to drink free champagne around DAVID JONES.

Now the fashion fanatic that I am, I was quite disappointed in myself for not knowing about this. For someone who is always on the lookout for such events, it is beyond me how I had managed to almost let this one slip by me. I was fortunate enough though to be walking around Pitt Street earlier that day and noticed an entire Vogue crew bustling away. Once I had received word on what was happening I knew instantly that I had to ditch all plans for that evening (dim sum and gin bars) and get in on this action….

I jolted out of work with the expression of freedom written across my face as I weaved in and out of the streets until I had approached the VOGUE balloon “gates”. An entrance that had left me with lots of smiles and an empty stomach, but who could think about food at an opportunity like this? No one.

The BODY SHOP was my first stop with its greenery archway and lots of clay masks to experiment with, but I couldn’t think about experimenting knowing there were hundreds of other booths just waiting to be awed at. I was like a child hyped up on candy, I couldn’t sit still and admire everything. I felt I only had time for quick glimpses if I was determined to see it all.

As I made my way through the booths, from bars to makeup tutorials to booming music I realized how underdressed I was. I was surrounded by such sophisticated, successful and beautiful women who walked around as if they owned this night. I was in awe of them. I came completely unprepared in my velvet high neck dress paired with my rocker pin jean jacket and basic beige flats. WHAT WAS I THINKING! This was after all VOGUE. You’d be crazy not to show up in your finest spring attire, but then I came to the realization that I am a fashion blogger after all and can run by my own rules.

Find a statement piece, add on some lipstick and own the night!

Luckily for me all stores along the strip were having 20% promo sales specifically for this event which made me feel a little less guilty about making splurging purchases on a broken bank account. The first store I had waltzed across was GENRAL PANTS CO. and I was easily lured in by the free give away of SMIRNOFF VODKA drinks. Now drinking with the determination of finding my statement piece was just beyond blissful and after rummaging through endless racks I finally saw it. It was the one thing I knew would make this grungy rock look complete and possibly a little classier. The CHILLI FELT HAT!  Needless to say I didn’t walk out with just that, but a vintage looking like 90’s cord skirt never hurt anybody.

Now with my statement piece and a touch-up of my go to nude lipstick I was ready to rock this night VOGUE STYLE. Now before I continue to bore you with every nitty gritty detail of this rad evening, here are some of the booths I had managed to see and experience:

  • Yves Saint Laurent: Promo? Free makeovers accompanied with a photoshoot of the new you and a goodie makeup bag filled with your retouch essentials for the night!
  • Brickworks Exclusive Cinema Bar: Rock out to some DJ tunes all while enjoying a glass of your favourite drink! Who knew you had to be a VIP to enter…sad days.
  • SAMSUNG Studio: Grab a stick of pink cotton candy and get photographed behind some rad neon lights.

After I had managed to soak my happiness in cotton candy and one too many selfies, I then began to make my way to the main attraction for the evening….DAVID JONES!

Now what I am about to share with you, I think it is safe to say that I was definitely not prepared for what was to come. Stepping into David Jones almost felt like walking into a dream, a dream that you did not want to wake up from. Every corner that you turned and every floor that you approached, there was something going on. The aisles were lined up with more champagne, wine, BLUE cotton candy, teas, walls of flowers, DONUTS (sadly they ran out by the time I got there…sad days)….you name it and it was there.

While indulging in all of this you could also pamper yourself in endless makeovers, manis, and samples. It was such an incredible experience and with so much going on you possibly could not do it all.

After finally surrendering to my stomach and being all champagne out, I felt it was time to say goodbye to this whimsical dream and call it a night. Now for those who know me I couldn’t possibly walk away from this evening without a little something to remember it by. Of course I had my statement piece which I felt had saved me from this evening, but sometimes we all just need that little something called VOGUE.

Now I originally had my heart set on a Vogue tee, but after discovering that David Jones was charging $130 a pop, I was faced with the choice between a basketball or a water bottle to commemorate this night. Seeing as I am no sports fanatic by any means, the decision was quite easy.

As I begin to step out out of the Vogue illuminating entrance and leave such an exhilarating night behind me, I was surprised to find myself bumping into a Vogue photographer who had eagerly asked to take a few snapshots of me. With a quizzical look on my face he began to explain how perfect I had looked under such lighting and to him I was absolutely radiant.


So as I stood there under the illuminating lights trying to reminisce over this night and admire the compliment that I had just received, I realized right there and than that sometimes we may never discover our own beauty, but someone out there always will.




Hipster meets Mexicana


There isn’t much you know about me (yet), but one thing you need to know is that I do not have one defined style. I never have and probably never will.

My personal style is always changing. Always.

I dress for the days agenda.
I dress for the occasion.
I dress for the weather.
I dress for anything and everything.

I dress for me (usually).

It’s what keeps my wardrobe forever exciting and forever evolving.

Todays style?


Style: hipster (meets mexicana)
Occasion: bar shift at a total rad Mexican dig
Outfit: rocking the classic ROLLING STONES tee paired with…..worn out black jeans (always)
Kicks: Eytys
Accessories: artsy wired handband, SEPHORA matte red lipstick (forever always) and one hell of a quirky personality!
Signature: laughter & pigtails