Friday, April 18, 2014

Bliss.


Bliss hides quietly behind the loveliest, littlest things. A day spent in solitude.  An overflowing bowl of citrus. Candles in the evening and pots of tea all day long. Crisp linen and slouchy jeans. A crackly radio. A wilting rose. Mushrooms frying in hot butter. Thoughts of you. And all of those delicious, dreamy days ahead.

Monday, April 7, 2014

MBFWA

 
Day 1 (technically speaking it's day 2. But I wasn't there yesterday... so day 1 it is...)
2:47 pm
Current outfit: One well worn stripy long sleeve tee, cotton floral print pants, and purple fluffy socks. This is fashion week baby! Kind of… This is actually me ducking home in between shows. I’m only a ten minute train ride away from that hallowed ground that is Carriageworks you see. And tea and toast and my lap top were calling me. So here I am curled up on the couch. There’s a leak in my hallway, I can hear the drips landing flatly on the carpet. There’s a pigeon calling to all his pigeon friends outside my door. And then there's my neighbor. My neighbour who is coughing and retching so abruptly I fear he may soon expire… Glamorous no?

Welcome to my day 1. A series of events has led to me being in the possession of a whole bunch of fashion week invites and has seen me be lucky enough to snag the role of woman on the ground for the Mercedes Benz Coffs Coast Fashion Festival and my favourite blogger Her Heart Cries Fowl (thank you darling A).

So let's get started at the very beginning of this most fabulous of days! OK so I slept in... Now there’s a mistake right there. One must not sleep in on the first day of fashion week. Particularly when ones outfit has not been decided upon. What an error to make! I dashed about, gathering up invites, lashing on mascara, and pulling on a tried and tested (albeit, I’ll admit, slightly boring) outfit. Denim shirt dress, black skinny jeans, ankle boots. Sorted. However… said ankle boots and my feet most definitely do not get along.  I ran to the station in flats. Pulling on the fabulous pain inducing leather between train stops much to the amusement and I sensed utter bewilderment of the man in the suit sitting opposite me.

Anyway I digress… But here we go… now to the good stuff.

Kicking off with Aurelio Costarella. Parisienne silhouettes saunter down the runway. Models dripping in sparkles and silk. Light captures bejeweled faces. Divine creations sashay past one after another. Gold and fuchsia and vibrant orange. Ethereal whites and decadent shades of black. This is the stuff dreams are made of. I vow to wear more feathers. And more Swarovski crystals. How have I never noticed that there is not enough sparkle in my life?! And then, before I can decide whether or not I can actually pull off a bright pink jumpsuit, the lights are back on. Everyone is applauding and suddenly the runway is awash with a different kind of show as the fashion elite spill out of their seats. Outside there’s coffee to be drunk and street style snaps to be taken. But I opt to sneak home and so here I am, in my lounge room, in front of my lap top, glamorous fluffy purple socks and all…

10:56pm
I’ve so much more to say! And photos to upload, all of the photos! But my eyes are stinging and my feet are sore and my bed is most definitely calling out my name. Till next time.

Gemma Grace x

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Let me remember.

Let me sit quietly with you. Let me hold your hand and remember. Let me whisper truths and share sentiments. Let me dab at your eyes and kiss your face. Above all other things, let me love you.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Persevere.

So persevere. Love me despite my flaws. Adore me despite my follies. Wrap me in your arms. Kiss me. Tell me that one day, somehow, some way, we will make it. You and me. We are all that there is.




Photos via Instagram @owlfowl

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Summer is here.

Dripping mangoes and cherry pips. Bubbles and limes loitering in tall glasses. Salty kisses and sandy hair. Limbs entwined in tangled white sheets. Freckly knees and a full mouth. Long hot days giving way to long hazy nights. Wake up lovers. Summer is here.

Saturday, August 3, 2013

Fay Andrada

This morning in my bleary eyed haze I stumbled upon this.

Fay Andrada 
Designs in silver, bronze and brass.






All images from fayandrada.com

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Michelle

You can keep your Louis Vuitton.
I'm not a huge fan. 
That easily recognisable logo...
Even if I had the cash...that's not for me.
Michelle Williams on the other hand.
Well these images are to die for.



LOUIS VUITTON AUTUMN/WINTER 2013-14