Is anyone addicted to Project Runway like I am? I mostly like the US version because Tim Gunn is in it, but the Aussie one will do when I am desperate.
Yes. I will get to the point. Every PR season includes a designer who will drape everything. Sometimes they do it well, sometimes they don't. I think Livia Arena drapes this silk top impeccably, don't you? Perfect for stylish spring days.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Thursday, September 20, 2012
New beginnings
It was a dark and stormy night. As I ventured out, my frock a digitially printed landscape, I knew it was time for a new beginning.
OK. So we're celebrating new label, APOM, at Pussycat Black.
I'm sure you can see why.
Now time to work on my opening line.
OK. So we're celebrating new label, APOM, at Pussycat Black.
I'm sure you can see why.
Now time to work on my opening line.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
I want one: Ella red dress
I've been trying to think up a cute story for this Ella dress and my brain is running dry. I mean, let's face it. It's a great dress. It would look fab on just about anyone. You could dress it up or down. Layer with a jacket and tights, or pop on sandles when the sun comes out.
Yes. I want one. With or without a story.
Yes. I want one. With or without a story.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Brkich: New to Pussycat Black
I spent years pronouncing quinoa as it is written. And I still ask for my croissant with a bogan accent.
So it's true, I'm not sure how to pronounce Brkich. But who cares when the clothes are this cute?
So it's true, I'm not sure how to pronounce Brkich. But who cares when the clothes are this cute?
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Chapter Two
There was a chill in the air, but not enough to warrant long sleeves.
Out the window of her inner-urban pad she spotted children running along the footpath, people drinking coffee, flowers everywhere.
She loved spring, but the unpredictable half warm/half cold weather created a range of sartorial dilemmas. Then she remembered the little High Tea With Mrs Woo jacket that hung in her wardrobe. She put it on and for the first time that day, she felt complete.
Out the window of her inner-urban pad she spotted children running along the footpath, people drinking coffee, flowers everywhere.
She loved spring, but the unpredictable half warm/half cold weather created a range of sartorial dilemmas. Then she remembered the little High Tea With Mrs Woo jacket that hung in her wardrobe. She put it on and for the first time that day, she felt complete.
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