> Helloooo Dolly

One way to escape the doom and gloom in NYC is the NYC Fashion Week. The world is watching as the latest looks from the hottest designers strut there way down the imaginary footpath.

This morning The Australian, The Herald Sun and The Age covered the success or Melbourne RMIT graduate Toni Maticevski. Snaps to him for killing it (with a little help from red carpet hotsteppers).

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But what I want to know is . . . . Barbie? WTF? Her own fashion parade. Heaven help us. Hair. Legs. Tattooed blue eyeshadow. But more importantly Ken. I want to know where the convertible was. The def should have worked that into the show. Poodle??

Talk about escaping. This is the ultimate girl fantasy. I wish I was a fly on the wall backstage. The actual stylists and dressers would be reliving some serious childhood memories. Check it out. Wickedy wack.

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Posted: 02/18/09 | Ramble > Snapshots | 0 Comments

> St Kilda Fest

The cool change came through just in time for the St Kilda festival yesterday. Speaking of cool. These dudes caught my eye. Spesh the man in the middle. Obviously on the way to The Angels. Rock it.

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Posted: 02/9/09 | Out & About > Snapshots | 1 Comment

> The Big Day Out in Hats

Long weekends always send me out of wack. That extra day.

You end up squeezing two weekends worth of partying into one and the five days work into four. Tis not good for the health. Especially when the long weekend is a celebration of ones patriotism. And particularly if you screamed at the The Black Kids, jumped up and down to The Prodigy and swayed to Neil Young at the Big Day Out.

It doesn’t make for a pleasant Tuesday. But it does make for some great photos and fricken hilaaaarious memories.

There were some serious outfits kickin about the dust around Flemington but given the temperature I thought the most important accessory of the day was a hat. And no. You with the mullet wig, that doesn’t count as a hat. Although it does provide some shade.

Here are some of the pearlers that caught my eye.

Posted: 01/28/09 | Out & About > Snapshots | 1 Comment

> Bvlgari

Don’t ask me how, but some how I managed to score an invite to opening night of the new Bvlgari store on Collins. That’s the Paris end of Collins of course.

We sipped on Gin Martinis, held bags we would never own, drooled over jewels and bookmarked our engagement rings. Diamonds that blind. Lovely.

I got a few pics but my camera didn’t do the outfits justice under the bold lights of the store. Snappety Snap.

My buddy and I were a bit disappointed that our goody bags didn’t contain one of their new cuffs or a pair of sunnies that we’d been eyeing off all night. We only got perfume.