"the spring rains woke the dormant tillers, and bright green shoots sprang from the moist earth and rose like sleepers stretching after a long nap. as spring gave way to summer, the bright green stalks darkened, became tan, turned golden brown. the days grew long and hot. thick towers of swirling black clouds brought rain, and the brown stems glistened in the perpetual twilight that dwelled beneath the canopy. the wheat rose and the ripening heads bent in the prairie wind, a rippling curtain, an endless, undulating sea that stretched to the horizon. 

// the infinite sea by rick yancey

ASOS top
Target shorts (similar here and here)
Missguided sunglasses (similar here and here)
SPURR sandals 
Cotton On Fedora (similar here and here)
ASOS rings (similar)

Few things remained consistent over this Australian summer, even if (thankfully) it was anything but. Exposed shoulders and bold, heavy hardware adorning ones feet were some of them. These babies by SPURR have made quite the impression; making their mark on several posts now (see here and here) as well as numerous outings. Withstanding scorching heat and deliquescing tans while basking in flattery from copious passersby. I don't think I've become quite so enamoured with a pair of summer sandals.
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Photos by Elizabeth Oro 


There's something charmingly nostalgic and whimsical surrounding popcorn. It's that airy delight that is awfully difficult to resist and restrain yourself when in confronted with its presence. Loved by all kinds of kids and those at heart; never discriminating and always comforting. And all from humble kernels of corn. Petite and adamantine in form and when submitted to extreme torridity, completely transforms into fluffy perfection. 

Wondrously doubling in volume; in every sense of the word. 

Popcorn has always been perpetually within reach, easily on hand for Netflix binges or sporadic moments of indulgence; be it alone or with company. And until recently I felt that I was quite informed when it came to all things popcorn. That was until a quick search on Pinterest awakened my mind to a marvellous novel world of flavour sensations and combinations. 

Who actually knew that popcorn could be flavoured in profuse medleys? 

You know, aside from the usual butter, salt or sugared varieties that is. From chilli versions to ranch flavours to dappled with chocolate and caramel versions. Pages upon pages of delicious combinations, the possibilities are endless.  So while debating over chocolate or caramel choices I decided to simply combine them both. And with that an image of molten caramel sprinkled with lashings of dark chocolate immediately fills the mind and overpowers the senses. 

A delectable temptress, if ever there was.


Popcorn, popped and unseasoned.
Dark chocolate
Salted caramel sauce (I used up some leftovers but almost always use this recipe from Live Well Bake Often)

Lay and seperate popcorn on a large baking tray lined with baking paper and pour salted caramel over the top. Use a spoon to thoroughly coat each popcorn piece. (You can either set aside to absorb further or quickly proceed to the next step for a more "molten" and "oozy" finish.)
Melt the chocolate and drizzle atop the popcorn then leave aside to set.

Et voila
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via harpers bazaar, tfs, the cut + elle

Snowstorm be damned, the (fashion) show must go on.

New Yorkers and alike persisted with a resistance and rebellion against the weather. Through seventies flare (and flares) dabbling with leather eccentricities, black making its stylish statement and a sea of denim blues with exposed, naked limbs, the insubordination was triumphant. And amongst such insurgency several themes reigned supreme, illustrating such trends and accessories that are bound to be coveted by the masses. From bold primary colours and print to the throngs of (hopefully faux) fur coats and down jackets. Like this pink Gucci shearling button up as seen on Ms Zhang, an effeminate dream of opulence and warmth, a piece one yearns to embrace on such dreary, rainy days.

And while the desirable Chanel boy arm candy continued to slay, this time round the street style limelight shone directly in favour for J.W. Anderson's pierce bag; soon to be the newest craze and coveted "IT" bag for the year ahead. Drawing strength in its structure and a rebellious nature with its daring golden piercing, analogous to the very attitude on those New York streets.
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Not an exact portrayal, and perhaps not one worthy of such a title, but the setting for this shoot paired with a recent purchase of round Ray-Ban sunglasses certainly gave air to such embodiments. For me those magnificently mercurial copper pipes alongside my illustrious shades resonates with such beautifully eclectic genres.

Aphotic coalescing with dour and a welcome surging sense of effervescence.

Missguided dress (more size options here)
Mansur Gavriel bucket bag (black version here)
SPURR sandals
Ray-Ban sunglasses
ASOS bar necklace (similar here)
Sportsgirl rose gold bangle (similar here)
Lips // Charlotte Tilbury lipstick in Nude Kate
Nails // 3ina in 112

Perhaps we could dub this as a minimal approach to Steampunk?

Maybe not.

Seemingly the main component of such tones should be allocated to the actual ensemble and not location. Plus the addition of a kimono type dress does it no favours in terms of genre. In terms of fashion this design is much beloved by females word wide. Like a little black dress this is as coequally important and equally as transcendent.

Surprisingly this is the first appearance of my Mansur Gavriel on the blog despite being together for nearly one year now. Though he has made the occasional appearance on Instagram and Snapchat. It's been a love-hate relationship between us. While his undeniable minimalistic charisma and execution leave me perpetually weak at the knees, my knack for mishaps and neglectfulness at times leaves him in a sorry state. Especially when it comes to that damn bow, which is annoyingly high maintenance. It could be just me since I'm predisposed to such sartorial nuisances but trying to keep it in line proves impossible on most days.

I'm curious, any other keepers of such pieces encounter the same difficulty as I?
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Photos by Elizabeth Oro 

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"everything carries me to you. as if everything that exists, aromas, lights, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours which wait for me.

// pablo neruda //

Feeling wild and carefree with a little help from Emma & Roe. And while I've always favoured flowers adorning my hair over glistening diamonds around my neck, at times I can't help but find myself wavering on such preferences; especially when placed right in front of me. 

After all they do say that diamonds are a girls best friend.

Though I don't like limited generalisations, I think it is safe to say that the majority of females (and even males) do have certain inclinations and an undeniable attraction when it comes to precious metals and charms. Be it gold tones or lustrous silvers, we can't deny such gravitation and allurement, especially during this time of year. As Valentine's Day nears, such calls and enchantments are rife within us; regardless of relationship status.

I've always associated Valentine's Day with three things, decadent jewellery, lush florals and velveteen words. There's nothing more winsome than a verse or two of poetry. While I adore the melancholic works of John Keats, in contrast to such moods I'm perpetually drawn to the delicate sonnets of Pablo Neruda for feelings of longing and lust. And much like a poetic verse, Emma & Roe's exceptional jewellery designs are at essence teeming with intense emotions which makes them ideal for Valentine's Day gifts. From feelings of happiness to sentiments of grand joy and preservation, each piece is easily interpreted. Like the pieces above in which they kindly gifted to me, the first the wild heart with its entwined leather, symbolic and akin to the infinity symbol; evermore and everlasting. Two adjustable beaded bracelets, one featuring howlite stones for inner wisdom while the other rose quartz for unconditional love; a tutelage and talisman of sorts. And the lotus charm, a tale of strength and rebirth through darkness, a journey we easily associate with. 
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