The Power of Re-Invention
Re-inventing yourself isn't about hating where you are. It's about respecting where you're going. Join me as I find inspiration and new perspective in a return to my favourite custom design hotel in Sydney, The Collectionist.
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So.. what are you doing with your life?
School days are over: it’s cool to be kind.
FORGET WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT HOTELS: THIS IS THE COLLECTIONIST.
It’s Official: We’re Off-duty, MBFW.
And with an off-duty look, I’m doing exactly that: signing out from Sydney and MBFW. The end of Fashion Week is always bittersweet. This is an ode to all those who made it what it was; to the glamour, to the lights. And also, to the track pants, the boyfriend and the routine that awaits at home.
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All or Nothing: What Would a Sane Person Do?
8 things I wish I said at #NZFW.
A 70s Summer
FORGET WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT HOTELS: THIS IS THE COLLECTIONIST.
As of Thursday last week, Sydney welcomed its first custom design hotel. For the duration of MBFW, I have been fortunate enough to trial it. Spoiler alert: it's like no hotel experience I've had before.
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IT’S NOT JANUARY 1ST.. AND THINGS ARE CHANGING.
“There’s a lot I don’t relate to about fashion.”
How to attend NZFW // A First Timer’s Guide
2 Months In: Finding Home in Melbourne.
2 months ago, I moved to Melbourne. And 2 months ago, I experienced my first feeling of home. Since then, I've experienced the good and the bad of finding home in a new city. Here's the reality of things; some would say, an expansion on the Instagram highlights.
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DAY 4 // INTERVIEW WITH EMERGING DESIGNER, CARLEY ROSE THE LABEL.
Things You Won’t Remember When You Die
First Year Uni: What I really learnt.
BEHIND OUR FASHION
There are two sides to every story. What is it - but the fear of guilt - that makes you exempt from hearing the other? My recent trip to Fiji saw me unpacking more than bikinis, but factory life and cultural disparity. This is Behind Our Fashion, an intimate look into the other side of the story.
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7 MONTHS AND 2600KM FROM HOME.
NZFW // Weddings, Wynn Hamlyn and that’s a Wrap.
BEING THANKFUL MATTERS
Interviewing my 2017 self
Because when it comes down to it, my 2017 self has a lot to answer for. Here's the story of how she's making it into 2018. Warning: You may just find yourself asking similar questions.
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School days are over: it’s cool to be kind.
3 things I wish I knew entering my first job
SEEN AND LIKED: A HUMBLE MOMENT AT NZFW.
#FIJIME: WHAT TO DO
I’m not sure that I know how to vacate. I am so well acquainted with this competition: it’s called how many things can I possibly do in 12 hours. And the prize is satisfaction. For me, the concept of relaxing – of (god forbid) giving up the pursuit – is a foreign one. It can even be, to an extent, unappealing. Weeks before my holiday, I conversed with Steve from Web Media Fiji. “Before we organise anything, how’s your plan looking so far?”, he asked. I responded that there was no plan. By all means, I said, I’d…
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A search for home; not a house deposit.
Unhappiness: Is it Sam Smith’s fault?
5 things I WISH I did to combat stress.
7 Reasons Your Body is not a Temple
temple ˈtɛmp(ə)l/ noun a building devoted to the worship of a god or gods. 1. Temples are constructed with certainty and permanence. You and your body are in constant construction. Each day you consume a mouthful or take a breathe; move a step or walk a mile, your body is being constructed. Your age is a mere representation of this work. Our initial build speaks so little for the way we will one day be constructed. To demand that our bodies be something they are yet not, is like asking whisky to mature at a faster rate.…
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And then we went South-East
The Plainest Clarity
What Would Rihanna Do?
From Me to You: A Letter I Never Sent.
(To accompany my words..) As I write this, it’s 9pm. It’s a Tuesday evening and I feel alert. Just a day from now, I’ll board a plane. For what has felt like far too long, I will go further than the mere hour to Auckland. A few more, to Fiji. Do you remember the time I ventured? Across the sea for bronzed skin and unremitting days. For kindness and for love. Do you remember?! Oh, friends, I do! It feels just a moment ago and yet, all the same it is a year I never did live.…
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When is it okay to shut off?
And then we went South-East
The Power of Re-Invention
For the love of Melbourne
I have this dream. Up against Dr King’s, I’ll admit, it’s a pretty petty one. It’d make sense as an opening speech; the sort that can’t be heard because people are still bustling about, waiting for the person they came to see. The likelihood is they can’t even physically see me: I’m not allowed to stand above the last step, and this is no doubt giving the crowd an excuse to turn a blind eye. Blind eyes do see again though. When Dr. King walks out, he announces how happy he is to be joined by everyone on a day…
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The Beginning of Belgium
Breakfast in Paris
The Power of Re-Invention
