TROPICAL PUNCH

This is winter in Queensland. Okay, that may not be entirely true. But during the few warm days we did have this is what I wore. (Apologies for the offensively white skin. If I had known I was going to show some skin, I would've tanned up.) I should also tell you that the warmer weather wasn't the only strange thing about these photos... 

Now, this isn't a 'typical' purchase for me. This playsuit actually has a major 'Izzy-no-no.' Let me explain. I usually avoid 'spaghetti' thin straps, primarily for my dislike of strapless bras (they never make the girls look as good as those with straps) and also my hatred of the 'double-strap' look (in fact I would argue that this isn't even a 'look', but rather an inability to consider appropriate undergarments when dressing). And yet, despite it's clear flaw in the strap department, I love this playsuit. Don't expect me to be wearing any more spaghetti-strap tops though. It has not converted my thinking. But rather, this is the exception that proves the rule.  

Playsuit: Sabo Skirt

Shoes: Wittner

Photos by Annisa

GENERAL STORE

Not a lot to say today (for a change). Especially in light of the rant I went on in the previous post. Basically, I found this place nestled in the backstreets of suburbia. Thought it was pretty radical. Decided it would be a suitable and 'bloggable' backdrop to show off my favourite (and only) bomber jacket, which is also pretty radical. I know it's very much a 'cult classic,' a piece that everyone and their sister has, but I think it's popularity and adoration is a testament to it's practicality and style- two qualities never lost in a Cameo piece of clothing.

Jacket: Cameo

Top: Kmart

Shorts: Sabo Skirt

Boots: Jeffrey Campbell

Photos by Annisa

FLORAL STRIDES

Nothing like a little greenery to provoke a fresh perspective. And man, do I feel like I need a new outlook. This may not be the case for everyone, but I find that things can get pretty stagnate in life. You get in a routine- not just one of daily tasks, but of thoughts and ways of thinking. And you carry on ignorantly oblivious to the fact that day in, day out, you're the same. Never changing, never growing. (This may be okay for some, but not for me.) 

Then every so often you'll have a thought that breaks your routine. Most likely one at leads to an epiphany (or in rare cases, an existential crisis).  This is the moment when you change, when you're able to move forward. I'm in this moment right now, and realising that my past and current perspectives clash a lot (much the prints on my shirt and pants). I'd like to think that means that I've 'grown'. I do apologise for getting a little philosophical today, I just wanted to tell you that I'm moving forward. Taking strides in my, well, floral strides. 

Top: Kmart

Pants: Sunny Girl

Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell

Rings: Magnolia Silver

Photos by Annisa