Category Archives: THE WARDROBE

Oh Audrey!

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A little look book of my new short, ombre locks. 

After weeks of deliberating and hours in the salon, I finally present to you, my much shorter and blonder hurr. I’ve had almost every hair colour and hairstyle known to middle earth, but none quite like this! I love doing drastic and crazy things to my coiffure because you know, yolo, and also it grows back.

PS: In true first world problem style, which black crop do you think looks best for my Hepburn-esque look?

Racer Front – Factorie

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Long Sleeve – Factorie

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Strappy Crop – MRP

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PS: Shot to Gloss Lady for the pics.

J x

Feeling Lucky?

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I had the privilege of being invited to the Lucky Brand relaunch of their Denim Donation Drive.

I got to choose a pair of jeans in exchange for any pair of old denims and let me tell you, it was a very hard choice, rivalling the decision whether to cut a fringe or not, or what to order at my favourite restaurant. 

Normally jeans shopping is an absolute nightmare for me – I generally stay very far away from this traumatic experience. I have a smallish waist, big butt and short legs – jeans weren’t made for this booty without some serious tailoring. Yet, for the first time in the history of ever, every single pair I tried on was perfectly fitted, super luxe and comfy as hell. Now all of a sudden, the nightmare was choosing my favourite out of all the beautiful fits and washes.

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In between wine sipping and grooving to the DJ, I finally settled on these ripped dark wash skinnies AKA The Charlie Skinny (Right). It was a close call between the light wash high-rise skinnies on the left!

If you want to get your hands on your own pair, all you have to do is bring in a pair of your old, lightly worn jeans (any brand!) and get 50% off a brand new pair of stunning denims.  

All denims collected will be donated to the SOS Children’s Villages. They run a project in Port Elizabeth whereby repurposed denims are sold for profit by women in the community, who are then able to support themselves through this awesome initiative.

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I was helped by a strapping young lad named Reese who selected my perfect size after taking one look at me, despite my usual protests for a larger one. Brother had skillz. 

Support a good cause and get some rad new jeans pant – what’s not to love?

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Wedding Weirdness

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A brief account of how I landed up doing the most bizarre impromptu look post shoot in the mist at Tala Game Reserve…

Last weekend, the Gloss Lady asked me to be her Plus One to a wedding. Normalsville right? That was until La told me that she was going as a “blogger proxy” for a friend who couldn’t be at her little brother’s Big Day. Apparently, it’s a common thing in the UK for people to send writers to weddings to capture the day for them, should they not be able attend.

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So off we went, severely hungover from the night before, to a wedding where we knew no-one. We managed to get completely lost and run up to our seats as the bride was walking down the aisle. Our hopes to fly under the radar were now completely diminished and we spent the rest of the night explaining to people how we landed up in and amongst long lost friends and dear relatives.

Even better is that (as the seating arrangement put it) I was known as La’s “assistant” and we were placed at the table right in front of the wedding party. I now probably happen to feature heavily in most of the photos and film during the speeches as I am sure my bad allergies were mistaken for emotional tears. The camera was on me more than at the wedding where I was an actual bridesmaid.

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The bride also kept giving us confused glares and I can’t blame her. Not only were we strangers at her meticulously planned and intimate do, but we were also the first to jump up to the buffet or to grab healthy helpings of dessert. 

Nothing better to do than take a few outfit pics while we were at it right?

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Jumper/Factorie  Skirt/Topshop  Boots/Topshop  Sling Bag/Better Half

Sunnies/Forever New  Lippie/Mac Lady Danger

OppiKoppi Odyssey

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With more outfit changes than Beyoncé, I give to you my OppiKoppi experience.

I don’t get no Coachella or Glastonbury, so I got my festival chic on for my first OppiKoppi out in the dusty reserves of Limpopo.

Running water, clean toilets, plenty of stages, sick line-up (with acts all starting as per the schedule), veggie food galore, crazy crowd goers, old varsity friends and beautiful weather is how I would sum it up. I didn’t take my camera so all I have are a few iPhone pics of me trying to look inconspicuous whilst posing in a dust bowl. Not very rock ‘n roll, this blogging.

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OppiKoppi Highlight Reel:

1. The 14 hour train ride from Durbs to Jozi. I don’t think I’ve partied like that on public transport before.

2. The moment when Steve hopped up on stage at the Bos tent for the most epic impromptu drumming.

3. HHP was seriously one of my favourite acts the whole fest. The 6 of us stood on the hillside dancing like loons on loon tablets for the full set.

4. The arts and crafts section where we made togas. Those togas were legit for about 35 minutes until we succumbed to heat and dust and torn them off.

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5. Finding out the trippy waffle guy wasn’t just super trippy. He was snaffling drogas ilegales on the sidelines. The next day, there was just a vacant spot where his trippy waffle caravan once was. We all wondered why he’d decided to make his vanilla icecream, trippy green. 

6. Spotting two snakes whose cobra cove was conveniently situated at the opening of our camp. They turned out to be pretty cool neighbours for the full 4 days, making guest appearances every so often. 

7. Finding the one lone grassy patch, along a sidewalk and just napping there without a care in the world. We must have looked like 6 drunkards who peaked way too early. Meanwhile we were just zen with nature and woke up to do a yoga pose or two. Namaste, bitches.

8. While I am very disappointed with the fact that the sound was so shoddy for Cat Power, the shade that was being thrown at the sweating sound guy was quite entertaining.

9. The fact that the moon was so bright, that we all cast night shadows. Night shadows man, night shadows.

10. Wolfmother, Nomadic Orchestra, Grassy Sparks, The Muffinz, Spoek Mathambo, Hugh Masekela, HHP, Black Math. 

11. Six of us, dirty and stanking, sleeping like the dead on the flight home, after dropping off the filthiest rental car you ever did see.

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Cheers Oppi, see you next year.  

 

Warehouse Wurking

Another afternoon of Gloss Lady and I running around sketchy locations for impromptu look post shoots.

We laugh in the face of danger.

Cami: Lady and the Punk

Skirt: MRP

Shoes: Truworths

Bag: Superbalist

Watch: Swatch

Sunnies: Sportscene

Werk Wednesdays

Winter is coming…

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Cardi: Lady and the Punk

Cami: Topshop

Jeans: River Island

Sneakers: Adidas 

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Tee: Forever 21

Skirt: Mr Price/ Kristin’s Closet Clean-out

Sneakers: Nike

Shellac Nails: Courtney Shaw

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Tee: Vans

Jeggings: Woolies

Slops: RVCA

Double Chin: Food Addiction 

Getting Dressed

My current criteria/ thought process for getting dressed:

AKA

( A little trivial fashion blogging to get ya’ll through Hump Day.)

1. allblackeverything

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2. Would Nicole Richie wear this?

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3. Dress like you’re going to a music festival today!

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4. Is it cold enough to warrant a beanie? If not wear a dramatic hat. Or a snap-back. 

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5. Mixed textures. Especially leather-look and feathers.

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6. Could I potentially be in a hip-hop video in this outfit? Or at least featured on Hype Beast?

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7. I’m not a brands person per se… but NIKE.

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8. Swap whatever shoes i’m wearing for sneakers, and the outfit will always look better. Kick game must be strong at all times.

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9. Linear, geometric, clean accessories like perspex earrings or my black Swatch watch FTFW.

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10. Lipstick. Wear it. Wear it BOLD! And put on something camo while you’re at it.

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11. Does is have tassles? Could I wear this on the cover of Rolling Stone?

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12. When in doubt – maxi skirt!

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13. Fuck it. I have nothing to wear. I’m leaving in slops and jeans.

J xx

TBT: VIP Treatment at Fashion Week

Black dress from Forever 21 in Dublin. Over-sized,vintage cream blazer from Market on Main.Black ankle boots from London.Ready for SA fashion week.

My trusty friend and Red Bull collegue Gugu and I strutted into the Shine Studios downtown Joburg at dusk.Photo’s taken,and a few spiraling stair cases climbed,we got to the waiting lounge.Full of fashion’s finest and greeted with a tray of Lindt chocolate,we were in our element. Glamourous women draped themselves over the plush white chairs whilst Gugu and I headed for the balcony for the breathtaking sunset over the Jozi skyline.We were in the heart of the pulsing city.Sipping on a vodka and lemonade we took in the trendy young things strutting around and finally we made our way to the auditorium for the show.

Somehow we managed to sneak into the front row seats!Yes!I sat across from Elle editors and waited for the guru that is Dion Chang to take his seat next to them.Lights dimmed,eclectic house music leaked out the speakers and the show began.

Critics scribbled down notes,photographers snapped away and we watched the frail beauties float down the catwalk,wearing some of SA’s finest designs.

We left with a copy of this month’s Elle,some new nail polish and a glimpse of Autumn trends,for a dinner at Moyo,Pretoria.

Female bliss

J xx