Some people are lucky enough to do what they love for a living. I shouldn’t use luck in this context because they’ve done the hard yards and faced some serious demons to make their passion their purpose. Dockers have tipped their hat to these folk and are giving others are chance to pursue their dreams with their Man Grants and Wear The Pants Project. Such a wicked idea. They’re giving away weekly grants as well as a $100K to the man with the ultimate plan. Check out some crew who are already living their dream below, the Dockers website and the facebook page for the comp. The Selby even took some snaps.
Most of all… if gives you hope that you can do it too.
The best thing about Who What Wear is that they shoot the latest looks straight into your email. They have an uncanny ability to write 500 + words on ‘winged eye makeup’ and still not sound like complete tossers. The worst thing is that WE’RE IN COMPLETE OPPOSITE SEASONS. And normally I’m broke.
But. Yesterdays beauty made my heart flutter. Columns of celebs. COLUMNS I SAY. Brilliant. And even better. All of them wearing something that you could wear in the current weather conditions here in menopausal-Melbourne. Take note. And if you have no idea what who what wear is. SUBSCRIBE you donkey.
I’m so broke. More broke than the glass I smashed last night. More broke than the Melbourne’s try-hard London Eye. And I have a tendency to lose my wallet every six months. I haven’t lost the current one for a good nine. So i’m due.
This one time not-the-real-Kenny posted my WHOLE handbag back to me. He found it hanging on the tow bar of the port-a-loos. Another time I lost it for a year. Bring briiiiing. Then I got a call. ‘Hello My name’s Blah Blah and I’m the manager of the Royal Mail up here at Dunkheld. We’re revegetating the garden and we’ve found your wallet’. Boomerang.
Other times I’ve not been so lucky. But I’ve found a solution. The paper wallet. Neatly held together by a plastic fork. Helloooo boys!!! Fabo.
Benny T introduced me to this stroke of genius at the bar on Sat night. As you can see by the surrounding shot glasses. So clever right now. Observe. Adopt.
The Devil Wears Prada was on last night. Jeeze the clothes in that movie make me happy. This is my ultimate outfit.
I want an ultimate outfit day. A day once a month, or even year that’s dedicated to wearing your ultimate outfit. The hottest thing you got happening in your wardrobe. At that time. In that season. For whatever mood you’re in. And then everyone can send in photos of their ultimate outfit. It will be a project. A blog. A flip book. A day.
On this day when people ask you why you’ve dressed up, or down, instead of saying I felt like it you get to say ‘It’s ultimate outfit day, didn’t you know??’
It’ll give the people who don’t work in a fashion to look like they do, and the people who work in suits a chance to express themselves. And if everyone’s doing it. No one looks like a goose. And no ones embarrassed to sit with you at lunchtime. And instead of getting weird looks down the street people will smile and nod.
You shouldn’t need an excuse to wear what you want. But, sometimes you feel a little self-conscious and you just do.
I’ll workshop this and see what I can do.