Miuccia Prada, the fashion prodigy.

I made a pact or deal or whatever you wish, before making my blog, that I wouldn't start a post with I'm sorry I haven't posted lately and Gosh, so long since I last posted. I have been away and will be for a while longer meaning yes, posting has equalled at fat zero lately. 
I don't know what it was this year but the gap between Fall and Spring collections felt weirdly long. Normally I get onto the computer and find myself in need of some calming pills to find the new season already presented before my eyes. I am also finding myself less and less driven by designers when creating my own outfits, but this hasn't diminished in any way my excitement towards them. 
I don't think I will do too many reviews this season for this reason but people like fashion prodigy Miuccia Prada need to be paid tribute too. 
Harajuku girls, geishas and Any Warhol daisies. Miuccia Prada always presents combinations which you never thought had any relation. I hope you can appreciate how difficult it was to choose a selection of photos for this post. 

Miuccia Prada's constant idea to "avoid nostalgia" gives you this modern twist on things such as the geisha figure in this collection. She turns things inside out so that everything is not exactly what it seems, forming into this vision which isn't eccentric or futuristic but it isn't traditional either. Her inspired drive to defy society's typical ideas and views gives you something ironic and visionary. She has successfully used lace to generate something that isn't typically feminine and sexy but rather un-sexy. And in this collection there are these hints of childish innocence in the pop  art style flowers and the distinct three colours that are used, but the the whole look conveys the style of a geisha. 

Prada also combines the essence of Harajuku in the metallic and pink socks and shoes with flowers and bows surrounding them. Everything she designs and places in the look has a meaning for being there which is something I really only find in her collections. It's not like she has found two patterns that go together and combined them, but instead there is a particular idea to convey through each part of the design. I also loved the displays of Andy Warhol style daisies throughout it.

up at 11:50pm rebel with a cause

So whilst I am a temporary insomniac I may as well ramble on for a while. Firstly I felt some of the Fashion Fringe pieces had a bit of Moonrise Kingdom action WHICH I ALSO SAW THE OTHER DAY AND I COULD SEE A MILLION TIMES AGAIN. Wes Anderson has a new place in my heart. My new task, which like the others will lurk in the back of my brain and never be completed, is to make a 60s shift dress just like Susie's and wear metallic blue eye shadow and act like an exploding bomb of teenage angst. But back to my original ramble, Moonrise Kingdom birds take the runway:

             

               

I have to admit. I'm not red hot at meaningfully analysing things, something I'm constantly reminded of in English. Nor am I any better when suffering from severe sleep deprivation. GUYS it's 12:00 now. I live life on the edge. Basically this didn't strike any meaningful inspirations or feelings but was an interesting relationship I discovered.

Creatures of the Wind.

I only made the recent discovery of Creatures of the Wind in their Fall 2012 collection which I was mesmerised by. It delved into childhood folksy fairytale characters in the shape and patterns of the clothing. I later on found out that the collection was inspired by The Street Commonwealth of Elves, Fauns and Fairies by Robert Kirk. I suppose I find myself pondering the collections whose inspirations I can'relate' to more (I'm sorry but whenever I say pondering I feel like a wise, old lady and it's great). Some collections have these deep and thoughtful meanings which I shamefully admit are sometime lost on me so it was nice to be able to look at a collection and see the way it's inspiration have been moulded into clothing. 
              
              
Layering cheque patterns is something I often find myself doing, also something I think has been formed nicely in this collection. The figure with the layered skirts and the solid coloured top (top right) with patches on it has these subtle hints of bright colours which add to  the folksy fairytale-esqueness (you will find me making up words often) to the outfit. 

So naturally I was looking forward to seeing their Spring collection which I did enjoy and now looking at the two they seem like perfect of embodiments of each season; Fall and Spring. 
              
              
              

All images are taken from Style.com

Ohh a bit of Meadham Kirchhoff Spring 2012 hair action going on there. Yeah I got that. SKIRTS OVER PANTS. New experimentation commencing. The colour and the vibrancy of the whole collection was so typically spring and I love it. Each outfit worked with around 3 main colours and like their previous collection they combined layers of patterns and then a solid colour with it. And in some, top left and middle right to be specific, there are these beautiful little embellishments adding to that typical blooming, spring, flowers etc. idea.

starts with the letter g.

Themed parties are never my strong point. I either go garishly over the top or don't do enough. Today was one of those parties. I think my costume was a fair success to former attempts. In honour of the girl whose birthday it was, we all had to dress up as something starting with the letter G. AND IT JUST CAME TO ME. Girl gang member, and that's two g's so it was a winner. 

Emotionally reminiscing. Muscle shirt-ZARA, jacket-ZARA, pants- Superfine, lace-up boots-The Next, earrings-Dinosaur Designs

GUYS can you please appreciate the pompadour. 

Girl gangster and all. 

AGAIN THE POMPADOUR, it was so much more successful than I could have ever hoped for. 

The costume was inspired by the Our Deal by Best Coast film clip directed by Drew Barrymore and starring Chloe Moretz, what better combination I hear you say. Indeed, it is one of my favourite film clips and you need to watch the full version which you can find here, to view it in all its glory. 

 

  

sunshine blogging award.

So I am still a total outsider when it comes to the ways and wonders of the blogosphere but I have managed to realise that I have very kindly been awarded the Sunshine Blogging Award by Gracie Rose . Thanks so much I really appreciate it and every should spare a moment to checkout her blog Fashion Dork. Okay so I know you are all eager to find out about about my exciting life, which involves staring day after day at my mini cacti for signs of death, so I won't keep you waiting any longer. 



1. What would you most like to change about yourself?
I prefer not to dwell on those kinds of things, so trying to stay clear of anything appearance related, if I could I would like to change my complete inability to cook. To understand the level of this complete lack of cooking skill I could tell you right now that I once almost set the fire alarm off in an attempt to make a cheese toastie, but that would just be embarrassing. 

2. What is your theme song?
Because I am that emotionally deep I have a tune for almost everything, meaning I attempt to enhance every event by applying a thoughtful song to it. I also use songs as a form of inspiration. At this very moment Fall At Your Feet  by Crowded House, as well as the cover versions by Boy and Bear and Clare Bowditch, come to mind. I could listen to that song any time of day and still find meaning and inspiration in it. I often find myself listening to it, feeling overly dramatic and emotional looking out the car window, acting like a misunderstood teenager (said in a jokey manner). 

3. One part of your life memory, action, etc. that you wish you could surgically remove from your brain?
This is one that really makes cringe every time I think about it, I never dare retell the story unless, like right now, it is in writing form where you are unable to see my face red with embarrassment. My poor, innocent self was reading, in English last year, a section from Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller. I was reading a very detailed description of which include the statement cup-like breasts. Of course however, I had the misfortune of reading it wrongly and said to the whole class "cupcake-like breasts". My teacher made things worse by saying, after the class had recovered, "I think we all have a very strange image in our minds right now" and I immediately imagined the character with a Katy Perry cupcake bra spraying whipped cream everywhere. I was greeted with laughter for the next few lessons to say the least. 

4. What generation do you wish you had been apart of?
I am a religious fan of 90s films and music so that could take the prize, but I also love the 60s as well with things like the birth of Fleetwood Mac, and wish I could've lived among the likes of Faye Dunaway and Briget Bardot. This cannot be left undecided. The 60s. Wait.. yes.

5. What was your favourite childhood toy?
Pj my teddy bear which was sadly left behind in Vanutatu. I was 14 and still needed the company of my teddy on a holiday. Guys please, save your judgements.

6. What's your favorite housecleaning chore?
For those of you who have never personally met me, which is all of you, I am a dedicated cleaner. My room has to be in a constant organised state otherwise all hell breaks loose and I cannot keep track of anything. In this process, I think the most enjoyable chore (not that any of them are even remotely pleasant) would be collecting the random junk off my floor. I live such a hard life man.

7. Do you Tweet?
YESIREE, but only about my blog. I never find myself thinking of something and being like Oh! Gosh let me just tweet that. Plus I don't really understand how most of it works. I am in generation Y, why am I such a technology rookie. 

8. Any goals?
Well I need to write a To Do list for literally everything, possibly including have a shower, if that even counts. Considering  long-term things, I'd really love to become more involved with my sewing machine which currently sits on a shelf collecting dust and cobwebs. Turning my room into a complete sanctuary is also something I am lazily working towards. Can someone please tell me why I am so ambitious? 

9. Do you really drink margaritas all the time?
I can't really grasp the point of this question. I guess its one of those Hey lets just throw in a completely random question to lighten things up. Why am I being asked Do you really... Did I imply somewhere earlier that I am a 15 year old raging alcohlic. I'm sorry if anyone got that impression. 
Okay, okay guys. I'm really critical. I JUST CAN'T HELP MY ANALYTICAL SELF. So my answer to this question is no. We got there in the end.  

10. What is the ugliest car you've ever driven and were embarrassed to be seen in?
Well I guess the plastic toy car I had when I was 5 is the only car I have driven. I was daring from a young age.

Nominations! erkayyy so here they are, apologies that there isn't 10:
Dandy Rank
Fashion, Fame & Fleas
Quirks of Blazoning Pens
Teenage Chariot
OCD original. clothing. design

go-gurt days.

Childish things have really taken their toll on me. I went through a box of things from my younger years and became all reminiscent and wistful about my chubby 5 year old self who I desperately wish I was as I can't say I'm experiencing senior school in its full glory at the moment. So, in the name of teenage angst, it's time to get obsessed with crayons and finger painting. 

And my new felt clip reminds me of just those things. Wearing it forces me to act like a foolish 5 year old who attempts to open Go-Gurts and FOOLISHLY explodes them everywhere and then tries to lick it up. Did I mention I fell on my head as a child? So yes the clip has its perks. 

Etsy blue flower necklace, vintage necklace, Eileen Fisher jumper, Mango dress

Unknown sock as shoes. 

Also evidently making a reconnection with stickers, a scary childhood obsession of mine which involved intense sticker trading sessions. 

bloom.

Sadly, I now understand the level of complaining I undertake. My geography teacher recently enlightened me that if you have a bed, closet, bathroom and a roof over your head that you are richer than 75% of the world. I complain like there is no tomorrow. Really though, I complain as if some stupid issue like homework is the end of the world, when really 75% of the world would give anything to be in my position. I've decided I want to do something meaningful, and if you've been reading my earlier posts you'll know that I'm working on a fresh start, given my recent diagnosis. And I know I always tell myself this, that I'll work for some charitable cause and give meaning to my lazy ass life, but this time I feel like it's my responsibility to give something back for all I've been given. I'm sure you've heard that kind of thing from too many different people, BUT HEY, YOLO (I really hope this isn't just some tasteless Australian slang). My issue is however, complaint number 10209292390843590438969084368914689147901798, that I'm really at loss at what to do. BUT I will figure it out, rebuttle to complaint. 
I have thought about blogging for a cause, really though I don't know how much of an impact that will make. I would love to travel and do aid work in communities throughout the world unfortunately that will probably have to wait until I finish school. 
You will NEVER get me doing a cake stall. I have had so much crusty icing cake and cookies pushed into my face at school for so many different things that you forget what you are actually buying it for. And somehow a cake stall feels kind of ironic? 
Yeah, okay, it's a work in progress. 
Ahh I never knew I was capable of so much writing. Time to indulge in my visual self. 

Decorating my room has proved to be fairly time consuming. I made these glitter letters which I'm going to decorate with fake flowers. 
Spring 2013 collections are arriving YIPEEEEEE 
Can I just say how long it took for me to load this post as my darling sister is a religious Pretty Little Liars watcher and used up the internet doing so, yes more complaining.  

a new collection.

Well hello there, yes I can see you scrolling through your blog newsfeed thinking ohh what this?! Well I'll show you what 'THIS' is because words really can't describe it. 

Cue the parting of clouds to reveal..

                             






























Tell me more! I hear you exclaim in anticipation for what this symbol of greatness beholds. In browsing through the magazine section of my local newsagents I discovered Lula (a magazine for those of you who haven't yet caught on). Normally in Australia I can only find these more art driven fashion magazines at highly expensive prices in shops far out of my distance range, meaning my lazy self can't be bothered to travel there only to discover the magazine costs $20. The cover first caught me through this wistful youth image which fits into the kind of stuff I'm wearing at the moment. AND IT WAS REASONABLY PRICED. Snaps for me. 

And to add to my excitment, the Lula Website has a scrapbook section filled with a collection of photographs and other inspirational things. 
                            

                                                              Images are taken from Lula Scrapbook. 

The issue I bought, no. 14, was so utterly enjoyable to read, every page resonated with me like no other magazine really has, my favourite feature being the article on fashion as a form of dressing up and how our love for fashion can come from the pleasure of piecing together something that reflects a character in a book or people and places from films and TV shows. 
I also can't finish this post without showing a photoshoot which only addresses my every feeling about clothes right now. 

      

I would wear them even if it meant I couldn't see.      errm can i pls play a ucalaly too?

    

                                                                                                         All images are taken from Lula Magazine

I vow to never cutout of Lula. 

Hope you had a swell read.