Monthly Archive for April, 2010

2.5 days and counting.

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There’s nothing like a pending fashion week to further exacerbate your wardrobe inadequacies. With only 2.5 days to go until departure day, it recently dawned on me that I should start thinking about packing. I’m usually a pretty good packer, I don’t get too panicked and I never forget anything, so yesterday, feeling confident that I could quickly and easily get the job done, I opened my wardrobe and began to pack.

And it turns out I have no clothes.

No clothes and no shoes. I always thought this phrase came from materialistic, mean, snobs without hearts, but now I really know the meaning of ‘I have nothing to wear!’ Okay, so I’m being a little overdramatic, but it’s times like these when you suddenly realise that there are so many basics you need. Like a cream, crew-neck knit, and a decent pair of jeans, tights without holes in them and appropriate flat shoes etc, etc, etc. I mean, what does one wear to a fashion week anyhow? No, rephrase. What I meant to say was ‘what does one wear when one will be running around all day (9am – 9.30pm every day for 5 days), carrying a laptop and a camera (and a notebook and a pen and everything else) whilst also trying to navigate a city they have only been to a couple of times?!’

You tell me. Knowing I’m going to be surrounded by ridiculously good looking people and outfits is making me feel excited, but more than a little ill at the same time. I don’t want to take my whole wardrobe but I need options. I need to be perfectly comfortable, yet not look like a slob. Stylish and effortless, and casual – but cool*. Basically I need to transform myself into Alexa Chung** for the next week.

Wish me luck.

I have a feeling I’m going to need a bigger suitcase.

Zippy on The Sartorialist.

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Look at what I’ve just spotted – fellow New Zealander, Zippora Seven, featured on The Sartorialist.

ToBe.

Last Saturday I went along to the Huffer workroom to check out and snap some pics of the latest thing in New Zealand shoes (they’re all over the inter-webs) – sneakers by Wellington-based label, ToBe. I wasn’t too sure of what to expect based on the fact that I don’t know much about sneakers, but I was pleasantly surprised. I might not be an expert on kicks, but I do know I like these.

With only three colours used and three cuts (high, mid and low) available, the sneakers are the personification of simplicity. Plain, quite minimalist, with subtle detailing and good textiles. It’s a wonderful thing. You can tell they’ve spent time focussing on getting the foundations perfect. My favourite of the lot is the high top, white pair. The fold down is awesome. There’s also a customizable tongue – check pics of the details below.

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Bieber fever – fans go crazy.

It’s 12.47am. I’ve just gotten home from the airport. The international arrivals gate at Auckland Airport to be more specific. I was there for at least two hours waiting for the arrival of tween-heart-throb, Justin Bieber. I’m tired and I think my eardrums are damaged. I spent the whole time surrounded by hundreds of screaming girls. Literally, hundreds. Literally, screaming. And not just your standard screaming – I’m talking that high-pitched-shriek-scream only achievable by girls under the age of fourteen (see video above). It was incredible, I’ve never seen anything like it. Never. There were girls crying, girls shaking, girls being escorted out of the crowd. Girls everywhere. Crazy. Absolutely crazy.

The actual arrival of Bieber was short and swift. Once through the gate he was immediately escorted to the side and out to the carpark by security and police, with panicked girls and cameramen chasing him the whole way. And when I say chasing, I mean chasing. I don’t think I’ve ever had to run that fast in my entire life, especially for a photo. Being a foot taller than most of the girls there didn’t matter either – he was well guarded. I did, however, catch a very blurry glimpse of his face in the photo below, but that’s about it. I don’t think I’m cut out to be paparazzi.

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One of the boys.

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And while I’m still on a buzz from getting my pants, here’s a couple of girls-dressed-as-boys pictures that I’ve had on my computer for an age (more below). Those shots of Anja make me want to get a suit made so, so bad. She rocks it like no other.

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Belle du Jour 2010.

Ahh, school balls. It’s been many, many years since I went to one of them. I have some not-so-fond memories of awkward moments, long dresses in that crazy shot organza and taffeta that was the cool thing to wear at the time, corsages (yes, I am that old) and ridiculous hair. Times have changed a lot, and for the better. I love this video for this year’s Stephen Marr Belle du Jour campaign. Sigh… If only this stuff was around back in my school-ball-hey-day. So adorable.