No doubt about it. There’s a distinct whiff of Spring in the air, despite the fact that it’s August i.e. we’re not quite there yet (officially speaking).
I’ve got no plans to be anywhere today -well, not presently anyway- but I thought that if I did, I’d be in this ensemble which includes the top and heels I bought recently from J. Crew in New York (annoyingly, the heels don’t seem to be on the website any longer?). The pleather shorts are a few years old from ZARA; admittedly, they don’t get outings as much as they’d like (wink, wink, nudge, nudge!).
Another find from New York was Sephora‘s Outrageous Volume Mascara. My only regret is that I only bought one of these. When will I learn to bulk-buy? I guess there’s always the online option. So, too, NARS Toléde which is provides the ‘your lips but better’ effect. (Question: why are we still paying so much more for these products in Australia? The lippy is AUD39.00, but USD26.00. Even after you’ve accounted for FX, it’s still stupid.)
Speaking of which, I mentioned the headphones in a previous post recently. These, too, I purchased in the US because they’re about $100 more here in Australia. Aussie retailers, you’re not making it easy for me (nor I expect for anyone else) to keep shopping locally.
Chanel No. 19 Poudre, still rocking my fragrance world as any good classic should; a bit of gold by way of a chunky necklace; my white Witchery purse (also no longer on the site); and a squeeze of L’oréal Elvive Extraordinary Oil to tame the weekend wilds.
I hereby apologise to my shoes for involving them in a less-than-lovely situation, see above.
In my defence, I was at the Emergency waiting room of St Vincent’s Hospital with the Bestie and his housemate, who was there for an injury related to a bicycle accident – I was in the area so I dropped in with coffee. And you know how waiting rooms can make a sane person a little less than.
Reminds me of primary school days in Malaysia, and the times the English teacher would assign homework along the lines of “A day in the life of a [insert inanimate object here]”. Toothbrush. Shoelace. Drop of water (seriously!). I never enjoyed those assignments. However, if you said the same to me today, my go-to subject would be shoes, any given pair of shoes.
Sure I’m no dancer, but I’m a Repetto fan. This pair is the ‘Bolchoi‘ in black calfskin. I love the shape and the pleat detail at the front of the shoe, the suede toe-cap, but most of all, the way Repetto fits just so, hugging the foot for snug and comfortable wear.
This is my fourth pair since 2007, or maybe 2008, it wasn’t that long ago, but I forget. That aside, what I mean is, alhough I always consider other makers of ballet flats when it comes time for a new pair, these days I seem to end up going back to Repetto. My first pair was from David Jones Sydney, second and third pairs from Harvey Nichols Leeds, and this pair, Selfridges London. I hope the next pair I purchase will be from 22 rue de la Paix, the home of Repetto itself! Surely I’m (over)due for another visit to the City of Light.
In case you were wondering what brought on this post, it’s because I’m coming to terms with the end of summer this week, which means the shoes are gradually, finally, replacing the sandals and Havaianas. I’m gutted about summer’s sticky slow demise, of course – I am every year! – but I’m trying to think positively about the coming months. Running/exercise will be less taxing in the reduced heat, and there’s something to be said for the fashions in the colder months.
For someone who wears flats more than heels these days (after the metatarsal break last year), I still seem to have a lot of heels. Finally got around to transferring them into the plastic boxes I bought three weeks ago. I feel so organised now. Even put aside
three four pairs (almost new) for the charity bin so that means, I’ve now got more room in the closet… Not that I need more shoes. Just sayin’.