PS. Just stumbled cross this blog. Love it. And you will all work out exactly why after reminiscing over my unhealthy obsession with nude.
Emma Rea dress, vintage fur, Soot headband
May 20, 2010
Sexy time
On my break at Jesselle PR. Will fill you in on the details tomorrow.
PS. Just stumbled cross this blog. Love it. And you will all work out exactly why after reminiscing over my unhealthy obsession with nude.
PS. Just stumbled cross this blog. Love it. And you will all work out exactly why after reminiscing over my unhealthy obsession with nude.
May 18, 2010
Hissy fits and internships
I lost my Blackberry. My life is effectively over. I feel like chucking a Naomi Campbell inspired tantrum - but I don't have a phone to throw. I just can't win!
In other news which I'm sure you all give a shit about - I secured another fashion based public relations internship, this time it's here in Brisbane. I'll update you all after my first day on Thursday.
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In other news which I'm sure you all give a shit about - I secured another fashion based public relations internship, this time it's here in Brisbane. I'll update you all after my first day on Thursday.
image: modelmodeMay 15, 2010
Subfusco FW2010 The Inhabitants
Excuse the unforgivable sixteen day delay on this post. Just to be unique I'm going to tell you I have absolutely no excuse for the delay apart from sheer lazyness. Worst blogger on earth? Almost.
Anyway, so I get a call from a contact (or a friend-of-a-friend as they say in the real world. I'm going to say contact, it sounds far more fabulous) a few weeks ago asking if I'd be interested in coordinating the monthly fashion shows at an event called Threaded. I'd heard a lot of hype about Threaded, but me being the hermit I am, have never managed to venture along. After a quick exchange of details I decided to check out the forthcoming event to see if it was my kind of thing. Turns out it was...eventually.
So Friday night rolls around and I get there at 7pm before anything too serious starts happening to see how I can help out. A few air kisses later and the next thing I know I'm air kissing my old friend Josh from Subfusco. It's his show tonight!
No sooner was I getting all excited about my friends' show than I am violently thrown into panic mode. I've been informed that one of the models has just pulled out and I'd be "the perfect replacement" considering I was already wearing the appropriate footwear for the show. Are these people insane? Have they seen me? A size ten, 5'7" girl who loves food too much for her own good, in my books, is not the ideal model. Before I had time to protest and plead my culinary case I was being fitted for my two runway looks and whisked over to hair and makeup. Why did I have to be wearing my comfy combat boots tonight? Why! This was not in the job description!
Anyway, once I pushed images of Beth Ditto getting her sexy on out of my mind and got over the fact that I'd be standing next to six foot, size six models, I grabbed a champagne (yes, with a straw) and my packet of cigarettes and started to embrace my temporary albeit absurd role as "model".
Here are some of my backstage snaps and a couple of images from the amazing look book.
Joshua Scacheri backstage - surprisingly calm before the show
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Anyway, so I get a call from a contact (or a friend-of-a-friend as they say in the real world. I'm going to say contact, it sounds far more fabulous) a few weeks ago asking if I'd be interested in coordinating the monthly fashion shows at an event called Threaded. I'd heard a lot of hype about Threaded, but me being the hermit I am, have never managed to venture along. After a quick exchange of details I decided to check out the forthcoming event to see if it was my kind of thing. Turns out it was...eventually.
So Friday night rolls around and I get there at 7pm before anything too serious starts happening to see how I can help out. A few air kisses later and the next thing I know I'm air kissing my old friend Josh from Subfusco. It's his show tonight!
No sooner was I getting all excited about my friends' show than I am violently thrown into panic mode. I've been informed that one of the models has just pulled out and I'd be "the perfect replacement" considering I was already wearing the appropriate footwear for the show. Are these people insane? Have they seen me? A size ten, 5'7" girl who loves food too much for her own good, in my books, is not the ideal model. Before I had time to protest and plead my culinary case I was being fitted for my two runway looks and whisked over to hair and makeup. Why did I have to be wearing my comfy combat boots tonight? Why! This was not in the job description!
Anyway, once I pushed images of Beth Ditto getting her sexy on out of my mind and got over the fact that I'd be standing next to six foot, size six models, I grabbed a champagne (yes, with a straw) and my packet of cigarettes and started to embrace my temporary albeit absurd role as "model".
Here are some of my backstage snaps and a couple of images from the amazing look book.
Joshua Scacheri backstage - surprisingly calm before the show
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May 10, 2010
GUEST POST: Rosemount Australian Fashion Week Dresser Diary
The following is a post by my best friend and fellow Brisbane freelance fashion writer, Georgia Colclough. For work or other enquiries email her here or read her old blog here.
As one of the privileged few who had the opportunity to work backstage at Rosemount Australian Fashion Week this year, boy do I have some stories. From model tantrums to the cuties I fell in love with, this year's crop of girls were both amazing and horrifying to work with. But before I delve too deeply into life backstage, I'd just like to have a bit of a rant about the poor organisation from MIRO house who were in charge of the volunteer schedule.
I boarded my flight to Sydney on Sunday morning nervous, excited and utterly anxious to get down to business. The volunteers congregated around the Overseas Passenger Terminal on Sunday afternoon, a sea of black as apparently the dress code in the fashion industry is such. I felt at home for the first time in well, ever having borrowed Miann's blue patent leather Doc's for the week which were regrettably too small. None the less I persevered through Circular Quay with a spring in my step, eager to meet my fellow model dressers for the week. Every girl I spoke to had come from interstate and of 3000 people who applied only 200 of us were chosen.
You can imagine the utter disappointment we endured on our first day after waiting around for over four hours to get a glimpse of the world we so desperately wanted to be apart of. Alas, we were pushed into a corner, into a shadow and told to stay out of sight - heaven forbid the show attendees saw the lack of organisation by MIRO house. If you can cast your mind to a scene in "I Am Legend" with Will Smith, there is a particular point where Smith finds a dark room full of infected people who had consequently turned into mindless blood sucking zombies akin to the same thing as vermin on the food chain. This is how it felt to be shoved aside by the show organisers.
However, it was not all doom and gloom on that first day. We devious folk learnt a trick or two and made friends in high places. It was every man for himself and those who were too passive to take what they wanted fell behind. This was how I worked my way into the Zimmermann show on day 2 where I had the pleasure of dressing the Eurasian beauty Rachel Rutt. The poor thing was having trouble breathing with out being able to adjust her silver collar and it was possibly the most stressed I've ever been in my life. The show was by far the most impressive that I had the privilege of witnessing and I bumped into Lara Bingle, Alyssa Sutherland and news presenter Angela Bishop backstage which for a small Brisbane girl like me was thoroughly exciting. Zimmermann showcased an array of geometric shapes and patterns in beautiful juxtaposition to smokey hues and pastels. My favourite look was the cropped grey-blue high necked singlet which sat beautifully with the free flowing hem against a high waisted flair trouser, similar colouring, all silk.
Other shows I dressed at included Seventh Wonderland, Little Joe, Lucette and a young designer group showcase where designer Gary Yang is truly one to watch. It was at this show that I made friends with a beautiful model called Kendall, she was the most down to earth girl at fashion week and a pleasure to work with. I had also dressed her the day before at Lucette which was a bit of a blur but with the extra time between the group showcases I had the opportunity to chat to Kendall where I learnt all about the life of a model. At the Lucette show I had the pleasure of meeting and dressing Samantha Harris who is currently on the cover of Australian Vogue. She's not much of a talker but on account of being at several of her shows and being with my very talkative friend Samantha Kolb, she opened up and I can honestly say the girl is as lovely as she looks.
Finally let me enlighten you to some of the tantrums I witnessed backstage. I hate to say it but a certain blonde haired model dating a certain prominent Australian musician who had that awful song 'straight lines' was downright painful. You know what, who am I kidding, it was Louise Van de Vorst, I can't say I was being exactly subtle with my hints. I understand being a model must be stressful but many manage to do it with out blaming their dressers for every error in the show. Just sayin...
On another note the poor dresser next to me at Lucette had to deal with an unknown Russian model that threw her shoe across the room until the designer came up to her, kissed her arse, begged her to try another pair of shoes and walk with out attitude. One 'hmph' later and an upturned nose saw her stomp her feet all the way to the line. Very entertaining.
As for designer tantrums lets just say there were more than a few who couldn't stand the 'help'. Understandably backstage dramas are unavoidable and every designer has practically gone through the process of giving birth to their creations so when something goes wrong, shit hits the fan. Nicky and Simone Zimmermann were all hustle and bustle backstage after Mac makeup artists put body makeup on the models before garments were put on. This was a HUGE no no, considering the fact that these clothes were mostly 100% silk and concealer on the trouser five minutes before the show is a big mistake. Nicky and Simone looked like their heads were going to explode and the make up artists were kicked out of the backstage area. Luckily with a little gentle scrubbing, some water and a hair dryer, the hair dressers saved the day.
Aside from the shows, Sydney of course provided me with an abundance to play with on my downtime. Food, drinks, shopping and fashion week, what more could a girl want?
It has been a pleasure Fashion Falsehood followers, I look forward to my next opportunity to post for Miann again.
Rachel Rutt backstage at Ksubi
Zimmermann: favourite look
Kendal at Lucette
Samantha Harris at Lucette
Louise Van de Vorst: tanturam queen
backstage images: Samantha Kolb
runway images: vogue.com, fashionising
As one of the privileged few who had the opportunity to work backstage at Rosemount Australian Fashion Week this year, boy do I have some stories. From model tantrums to the cuties I fell in love with, this year's crop of girls were both amazing and horrifying to work with. But before I delve too deeply into life backstage, I'd just like to have a bit of a rant about the poor organisation from MIRO house who were in charge of the volunteer schedule.
I boarded my flight to Sydney on Sunday morning nervous, excited and utterly anxious to get down to business. The volunteers congregated around the Overseas Passenger Terminal on Sunday afternoon, a sea of black as apparently the dress code in the fashion industry is such. I felt at home for the first time in well, ever having borrowed Miann's blue patent leather Doc's for the week which were regrettably too small. None the less I persevered through Circular Quay with a spring in my step, eager to meet my fellow model dressers for the week. Every girl I spoke to had come from interstate and of 3000 people who applied only 200 of us were chosen.
You can imagine the utter disappointment we endured on our first day after waiting around for over four hours to get a glimpse of the world we so desperately wanted to be apart of. Alas, we were pushed into a corner, into a shadow and told to stay out of sight - heaven forbid the show attendees saw the lack of organisation by MIRO house. If you can cast your mind to a scene in "I Am Legend" with Will Smith, there is a particular point where Smith finds a dark room full of infected people who had consequently turned into mindless blood sucking zombies akin to the same thing as vermin on the food chain. This is how it felt to be shoved aside by the show organisers.
However, it was not all doom and gloom on that first day. We devious folk learnt a trick or two and made friends in high places. It was every man for himself and those who were too passive to take what they wanted fell behind. This was how I worked my way into the Zimmermann show on day 2 where I had the pleasure of dressing the Eurasian beauty Rachel Rutt. The poor thing was having trouble breathing with out being able to adjust her silver collar and it was possibly the most stressed I've ever been in my life. The show was by far the most impressive that I had the privilege of witnessing and I bumped into Lara Bingle, Alyssa Sutherland and news presenter Angela Bishop backstage which for a small Brisbane girl like me was thoroughly exciting. Zimmermann showcased an array of geometric shapes and patterns in beautiful juxtaposition to smokey hues and pastels. My favourite look was the cropped grey-blue high necked singlet which sat beautifully with the free flowing hem against a high waisted flair trouser, similar colouring, all silk.
Other shows I dressed at included Seventh Wonderland, Little Joe, Lucette and a young designer group showcase where designer Gary Yang is truly one to watch. It was at this show that I made friends with a beautiful model called Kendall, she was the most down to earth girl at fashion week and a pleasure to work with. I had also dressed her the day before at Lucette which was a bit of a blur but with the extra time between the group showcases I had the opportunity to chat to Kendall where I learnt all about the life of a model. At the Lucette show I had the pleasure of meeting and dressing Samantha Harris who is currently on the cover of Australian Vogue. She's not much of a talker but on account of being at several of her shows and being with my very talkative friend Samantha Kolb, she opened up and I can honestly say the girl is as lovely as she looks.
Finally let me enlighten you to some of the tantrums I witnessed backstage. I hate to say it but a certain blonde haired model dating a certain prominent Australian musician who had that awful song 'straight lines' was downright painful. You know what, who am I kidding, it was Louise Van de Vorst, I can't say I was being exactly subtle with my hints. I understand being a model must be stressful but many manage to do it with out blaming their dressers for every error in the show. Just sayin...
On another note the poor dresser next to me at Lucette had to deal with an unknown Russian model that threw her shoe across the room until the designer came up to her, kissed her arse, begged her to try another pair of shoes and walk with out attitude. One 'hmph' later and an upturned nose saw her stomp her feet all the way to the line. Very entertaining.
As for designer tantrums lets just say there were more than a few who couldn't stand the 'help'. Understandably backstage dramas are unavoidable and every designer has practically gone through the process of giving birth to their creations so when something goes wrong, shit hits the fan. Nicky and Simone Zimmermann were all hustle and bustle backstage after Mac makeup artists put body makeup on the models before garments were put on. This was a HUGE no no, considering the fact that these clothes were mostly 100% silk and concealer on the trouser five minutes before the show is a big mistake. Nicky and Simone looked like their heads were going to explode and the make up artists were kicked out of the backstage area. Luckily with a little gentle scrubbing, some water and a hair dryer, the hair dressers saved the day.
Aside from the shows, Sydney of course provided me with an abundance to play with on my downtime. Food, drinks, shopping and fashion week, what more could a girl want?
It has been a pleasure Fashion Falsehood followers, I look forward to my next opportunity to post for Miann again.
Georgia xx
Rachel Rutt backstage at KsubiZimmermann: favourite lookKendal at LucetteSamantha Harris at LucetteLouise Van de Vorst: tanturam queenbackstage images: Samantha Kolb
runway images: vogue.com, fashionising
May 9, 2010
Sydney Fashion Week
Expect a wrap up of RAWF shorty and perhaps a sneaky guest post by my friend who was working at fashion week. In the mean time, lust over this latte that was served in the media centre. Photo taken by Patty Huntington.
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April 30, 2010
Whiter than thou
I'm sorry but I just had to post the whole thing! How could I not?
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April 16, 2010
Kook-suits Go Vintage
Growing up a 'grommet' on the pristine beaches of South-East Queensland, we always had a laugh at the tourists who'd spend half-an-hour stretching and then suit up for two foot slosh in the middle of summer. Being a daughter of a local "legend" (though I'd hardly go so far as to call my dad a legend at the risk of sounding as ridiculous as it actually is) and having a mother with her own surf label, its been an absolute pleasure to witness the pastel palettes of 90s wet suits come back in fashion some fifteen years later. Though, not as pleasurable knowing I've still got my originals stored away somewhere.
As we've all seen, Russh did a sizzling editorial for their January/Febuary issue bringing back the kooksuit and all its glory. And now Cynthia Rowley (an avid surfer herself) has collaborated with female surf label Roxy and produced one of the most fashion forward surf-wear collections I've ever seen. Completely appropriate for the current trend barometer, Rowley nailed it with the palette and even featured this season's hero fabric: Neoprene! Neoprene this, neoprene that, neoprene headbands? Shaka, Cynthia. Shaka.
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As we've all seen, Russh did a sizzling editorial for their January/Febuary issue bringing back the kooksuit and all its glory. And now Cynthia Rowley (an avid surfer herself) has collaborated with female surf label Roxy and produced one of the most fashion forward surf-wear collections I've ever seen. Completely appropriate for the current trend barometer, Rowley nailed it with the palette and even featured this season's hero fabric: Neoprene! Neoprene this, neoprene that, neoprene headbands? Shaka, Cynthia. Shaka.
April 12, 2010
Wanderers & Vagabonds
A couple of friends of mine started social photo diary Wanderers & Vagabonds. At the moment they're off to all kinds of events and we're all just waiting for the website to launch! (In the mean time, add them and me on Facebook). Anyway, we went out with them a little while ago to see Delphic play at The Hi Fi. This was the result.
March 28, 2010
From The Vault: Noir
PART ONE
Since I chew up most of my computer's space with assignments and images I've decided to give you all a peek into the 'insipration' folders I've been hording from about 2006. This is my first instalment titled"Noir".
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