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Wednesday, 27 July 2011

Orange on my mind

Olivia Palermo rocking the Victoria Beckham has totally sent me into orange-love-overdrive for next season.  Bit of St Tropez and I'm set.  Maybe not head to toe but certainly at least an accessory.

What colour are you looking forward to wearing when the season changes?

Country Road



J Crew




Sunday, 24 July 2011


I've been coping relatively well with this year's winter.  I have things to look forward to, lots of exciting projects I'm working on, big pots of tea to drink, kick arse central gas heating that warms the house up in less than 3 minutes...  Happy girl.

Today however I couldn't do anything to get warm enough.  But the sight of the buds on the tree out of the front helped.  As did hours spent sipping peppermint tea and reading the Sunday paper at my favourite cafe.

The sight of summer clothes in stores and preorders on my favourite websites is sending me into a tizz.  I'm just not ready yet...  Have you started to look towards the next season yet?

Le Specs sunnies, Scanlan & Theodore cardigan, Gypsy05 tank top, sass&bide leggings, falke wool tights underneath which are a completely Godsend, ASOS boots... and a half built and half painted deck

Poor and neglected front garden...

Thursday, 14 July 2011

Diesel Island: 3x $100 voucher giveaway

Two things have been playing on my mind this week.  The carbon tax and it's ability to help stall climate change and the fact that the spring/summer fashions are starting to pop up.  I haven't even got my winter wardrobe sorted.  Time flies.  I'm envisaging myself wearing a lot of denim and orange this summer.  I just need a tan.

To celebrate the launch of the Diesel spring/summer collection I have the pleasure of giving away 3 x $100 vouchers for an Australian store of the winners choosing.  You lucky readers you!

Diesel is fed up and is taking over an island for the summer.  Why not join them?

To be in the running to score one of these vouchers all you have to do is complete the following sentence as a blog comment:

"If I was spending the summer at Diesel Island, I wouldn't be caught dead there without __________".

The competition is only open to Australian readers and closes next Sunday 31 July 2011 at 23:59 AEST.

Vouchers will be awarded for the most creative entry, a random number generator entry and to the person who puts in the biggest effort and shares the competition with others via their blog/facebook/twitter - be creative!

If you do share the details of the competition around leave me a separate comment.

If you wish to Tweet about it, be sure to @ my twitter name - @milijana_ and use the hashtag #dieselisland

Good luck!!

M xx

Tuesday, 12 July 2011

"Only the minute and the future are interesting in fashion -- it exists to be destroyed. If everybody did everything with respect, you'd go nowhere" - Karl Lagerfeld

I often look at magazine profiles of people and their perfect closets.  Bloggers with the huge walk in wardrobes, 100's of shoes, absolutely perfectly organised lives and I often chuckle to myself and I wonder what's out of the shot.  What mountains of junk and things in space bags lie out of the camera shot.

This is my wardrobe space and this is what's currently in it.  My favourite and most worn items.  And they all go with the other items.

I had the chance to build a monster wardrobe but I decided against it.  My ultimate wardrobe has about 15-20 amazing things in it that all go perfectly with everything else that's in it.  When a new item comes home, an existing item must leave.

Up until 48 hours ago, all of these things below were also in in that wardrobe.

A huge laundry basket full.  (hello Monty)

And a mountain that now lies on the couch in the guest bedroom.

I have no idea what I'm going to do with all this stuff.  Put it back where I found it?  eBay it along with a ton of other stuff already eBay bound (seller: bk6076).  Throw it out?  Give it away?  Take it to Camberwell market?

My taste is almost everything has evolved hugely recently, including my style.  I'm starting to be drawn to leather.  To ACNE. To completely edgy and unusual thing.  How do I make it stop?

Thursday, 7 July 2011

Winner of the "June giveaway" is...

Sorry it's taken me a week to draw the winner of the giveaway I ran last month...

Entries 1 to 30.

And the winner was number 5.. Paris and Pearls!


Thank you to everyone for entering and reading my blog xx

Sunday, 3 July 2011

Northern Women in Chanel

If I wasn't saving like mad this amazing book would be on its way to me now.

via mymag

Je ne peux pas attendre d'aller

It's some ungodly hour on a Saturday night/Sunday morning and I'm sitting on the couch thinking.  When I was in my mid teens I set goals and very high expectations for myself.  Things that I would do in my 20's.  

Education and life experience were at the top of my list.

One of the last remaining must dos on my 20's list is to spend some time in Paris.  I've got an embarrassingly huge collection of things to do and see there.  And I don't mean the Eiffel Tower. I've been to Europe a number of times in my 20's, but it never felt like the right time to visit Paris.  I didn't feel ready.  But in the last few months something changed.  I felt ready.  Except I was neck deep in investments and properties and planning for the long term rather than planning for the next holiday.  What's a girl to do?  Nothing but shelve that bucket list item I guess.  But like always seems to be the case for me, when I want something, life seems to be able to rearrange itself to accomodate my desires.  One thing is for sure, it takes me FOREVER to figure out what I actually want, but once I'm sure, the universe seems to align itself to make it happen.  And the amazing people in my life help out too.

I'll picked up a little unexpected project that'll cover my airfare.  I'll sell some of my most loved items on eBay.  I won't shop for a few months.  300 euro all inclusive long weekend trips to quant European cities will appear on Expedia and I'll be able to go to Paris.  And Prague.

The only thing holding me back is guilt.  Guilt that I'm doing things for myself again.  Going to places I want to go, crossing things off my teenage list.  Why should I always be able to do what I want?