the winter uniform

Blazer: Old Navy

Hoodie: Old Navy

Jeans: Embody Denim

Toilet: Work

Photo edited in "Half-Tone" on my iphone on the way home from work.

 As soon as I bloody start getting ready to write blog, I get offered to apply for a very special person job in a different place so getting ready for that has taken over my schedule, and I'm forced into my winter uniform of jeans, t-shirt, hoodie, and blazer  (cos I iz corporate yo!) for the week because I cannot waste any part of my tiny brain power thinking about clothes, I need to right now think about MONEY, cos that is how I will get more clothes!

Outfit: Mothhole ridden cashmere is still cashmere especially when it fits and was only $3

Glasses: Zenni Optical

Necklace: Diva

Turtleneck: New Zealand cashmere (thrifted) 

Stockings: We love Colours

Skirt: Evans

Shoes: Rockport (thrifted) 

Not much to report it's winter it's coldish and it hasn't stopped fucking raining. I should be in Queensland at Splendour in the Grass right now but I'm not because I'm poor and need to save up my annual leave as I used it all up on lasts years festival and about ten other music festivals (yes I am quite the festival whore)

I love me the skivvy/ turtleneck thingy it's pure cashmere black and yeah it has a few holes but darning is so frickin easy to do and with black wool most of my half assed darning has disappeared into the garment.

Skirt is from Evans from a sale a while back, I got it and it was  too big and the lining kept on shitting me so I tore it out and  took it in to look more slutty because as we all know we should be using out natural gifts (like my spectacularrrr derrière ) and displaying them to their full potential in order to snag Mr Right (please don't tell my boyfriend that I'm out husband hunting at work)

I need to do something with my hair.

I need to do something with my lounge-room wall posters are not very grown up.

I need to grow up probably first.

Outfit: Black, like my cold dead heart

Jacket: beth Ditto for Evans

Shirt: traded some magic beans for it

Skirt: My Size

Opaques: I hvae no idea

Boots: Evans 

Scarf: Made it myself.

It's getting cold in Ye Olde Sydney Towne and the layers start a piling on, It becomes my least coourful period as most of my winter clothes are black (a result of my previous career as a make-up artist and their ability to be used as a tax deduction) Anyway yeah my colourful self will become a shivering monotone shell of a being by June and the colour in my ensembles will only be provided by spilled beverages, jokes about penises oh and accessories of course.

Speaking of which, I have been churning out cheap-and-slightly-nasty scarves from cotton, knit jersey just buy a few metres and sew or pin into a loop if you want a circle scarf or cut up into bits and knot if you want a necklush  

I might even churn out some instructions this weekend; it's scarily easy and minimal if any sewing is required and each scarf usually costs about $5- $10 to make.

It's late I go sleep now

Outfit: what I wore to after work drinks

Dress: Kirrily Johnston for Maxshop

Belt: found it in a pile once

Leggings: Mesh insert Leggings 

 Shoes: I'm gonna say Evans

Why did I wear what I wore? Well I gots to be conservative at my job. Why? because my workplace is conservativeish and because if I had my tits out I'd get too many girls jealous at their sheer spectaculariness! and I'd get a formal warning by HR

.But after work was over I hitched the hemline up a a good foot and a half drank myself tipsy and went home inappropriately early.

Oh and why am I hold my spectacular breasts in this photo... well I got my flatmate/ boyfriend to take this here picture (there has to be a reason why I call him tripod ) and the only non blurred photo was the one where I'm holding my tits, it's like it subconsciously steadies him by focusing on them