January 20, 2010
Mon traitement à moi-même
Yesterday I spent the day shopping with mon meilleur ami (my best friend) Mia and the day before that I spent my waking hours crying into my pillow in between bouts of finding much sought after comfort in my teddy, a tub of ice cream and the latest issue of Shop Til You Drop.
With my new found solidarity and bff on arm, we tackled the mall and fought off all conversation regarding the male race on a whole. So prepare yourselves for a very near future outfit post featuring an out-of-this-world Bianca Spender blazer.
But in the mean time today I'm working on my tan to complement my newly acquired wardrobe for my internship in Sydney!
Isn't it a wonder what a spot of retail therapy can do?
I highly recommend this kind of pedigree self-love. Until next time être fabuleux et régalez-vous! (Be fabulous and treat yourself!)
Miann
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January 3, 2010
Monster and Midget


Meet Monster and Midget. Two Brisbane girls at the intersection of fashion, art, design and photography who despite the economic climate have defied all odds and created a visual feast free of mediocrity and the constricting boundaries of subordinacy new publications commonly find themselves trapped in.
Thembi Hanify and Ashlea O'Neill have for a limited time only released the pre-issue before gaining enough support and advertising to print and distribute M&M down the east coast of Australia. But before all that, check out the preview here.
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December 21, 2009
In the Buff
Thinking back now, I believe my obsession began when I was fifteen and nothing would occupy my mind more than what my semi-formal and formal dresses would look like. I've still got my old Vogue tear outs and I've now conciously noticed my apparent idée fixe with shades of nude.
Luckily for me the fashion world seems to have similar bouts of nudity, rekinding my love for peach, flesh and beige tones all over again each season.
I love how nude makes a hushed statement without backing off aesthetically. The complexity and detail of a well layered black outfit is equally important when applying nude. You have to be careful to wear the right colour for your skin tone, avoid anything tight so as to not actually look naked and learn when too much is too much.
If you're a nude lover at heart but don't own anything in the pallette, start with a classic trench a la Hermes or Burberry or a simple shift dress inspired by the simplicity of 90s Calvin Klein.
Mentally scanning my wardrobe, I surprisingly and dissapointingly can only locate one such coloured garment: An oversized blazer which much to my delight will be losing its wear-virginity this autumn (or alternatively, the second it's cold enough).






December 16, 2009
Kym Ellery Video Blogs Paris Fashion Week
Sponsored by Samsung, this video first appeared on Pedestrian and isn't quite what I was expecting, but I'm hoping that with a little more time and a fruitfully delicious Parasian back drop, a painful 16 second monologue will blossom into an Style.com worthy profile. Am I asking too much?
Keep checking back for updates of her Parasian adventure.
On another note, I've had to postpone my French classes untill January due to illness but I got through my first week of intenstive beginner and all I can say is Merci mes fidèles adorateurs. Tu me manques quand je ne suis pas autour Fashion Falsehood.
Avec amour, Miann.
December 10, 2009
Abbey Lee does the chop?

This picture of Abbey Lee depicts more than her natural nack for style; her lucious sun-bleached brunette locks seem to have been choped off.. But then again with the magic hands of hair stylists we can never be too sure.
Opting for a slicker, "dandy" look, Abbey appears more grown up and even a little more tailored (read: neat), but she still manages to rock her nose ring and rebellious antiestablishmentary attitude.
What do you think of her look?
Source: Fashionising
Picture: Hanneli Mustaparta
December 5, 2009
Editorial Dressing
The term 'editorial dressing' coined (to my knowledge, correct me if I'm wrong) most notably by 4th and Bleeker model-blogger, Alexandra Spencer, is as straight foward as de-coding the ingenious naming behind peanut butter. It's the idea of bringing runway trends straight to the street - however styled as the trend would be in an avant garde editorial. Sometimes it works but sometimes (Read: most of the time) it doesn't, which brings me to the point of this post.
I can safely and confidently say that my most hated trend of 2009 is tarty, tacky and completely innapropriate regardless of your wealth, status or killer pins. I'm talking about the garter trend.
Kym Ellery made it look fabulous in her A Tribute to Doctor Strange collection and Prada epitomised it when heroically teamed with their fly-fishing worthy leather boots. This is all well and good, but when taken to the streets well, you only have to look so far as fad hungry celebrities to see the result.
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December 1, 2009
Longing For the Gutter
Festival wear worldwide has it's own unwritten, unspoken codes. It's encapsulated by celebrities at major international festivals and reviewed after Glastonbury and Coachella by the glossies and scrutinised by we in the blogosphere.
One stand out theory I relate most to festival wear is 'Nostalgie de la boue' or rather a longing for the gutter. It's the idea that the fashion concious scribe higher values to people and cultures considered lower than oneself, i.e. the romanticisation of the primitive: Hence fashionistas with enough money to buy expensive gowns opting for ripped denim, tattered hair, and bare skin.
The aim of dressing for a festival is to make sure you are appropriately dressed and prepared to look like hell by the end of the night. No one wants to see the girl who started out the day in gorgette silk with perfect hair and expensive heels only to bump in to her again around 10pm to find she has her Prada heels in hand, broken straps tragically tied together and make up running down her face. She would look ridiculious next to a subsequently wasted girl who was wearing an old band tee, distressed denim shorts and beat-up military boots jumping up and down to The Hives or Crystal Castles. Profound, oui? It's a case of which of the two looks more appropriately wasted.




Images: The Cobrasnake, Facebook
November 27, 2009
Model Slash Actress
Given her penchant for looking fabulous in the buff, we can only assume she gets her kit off for the silver screen too.
Source: Pedestrian
Images: Pedestrian, Fashionisingpictures
November 25, 2009
Summer of Love
Secondly, I've secured an internship with a fashion based PR firm down in Sydney over the summer right before uni starts up again in Febuary. This ofcourse will mean daily outfit posts of what will no doubtedly be one of the most enriching experiences of future employment I've had thus far.
Lastly, I finally have a job again and thus have removed myself from the unemployed-stastic category for our government to piss and moan about. For those of you in Brisbane, I now work at Ultra Suite so pop in to say hello and try on some amazing gowns. Also, a local nightclub approached me to be the label coordinator for their monthly fashion parades so if you're going to be in Brisbane on the 4th of December make sure you head to GPO for the show and the champagne.
That's all from me for now;
November 23, 2009
We Are Handsome
Meet Indhra Chagoury and Jeremy Somers. Two Australian creatives driven to collaborate by the need to make something different. The pair collided when Indhra's tailor made swimwear called for the input of Jeremey's artistic flair and thus their label We Are Handsome was born.
The debut SS09/10 collection features sleek one-piece swimsuits printed with various retro motifs producing that Californian, vintage appeal. With pieces titled The Los Angeles; The Hollywood; The Miami and my personal favourite The Africa, you can sense the global reach these boys are straining for and will no doubtedly achieve.
Retailing for around $AU180 a pop, you can secure your own slice of made-to-order summer this season.
We Are Handsome. Yes, you certainly are.

And from the heavens she rode; ever present, ever visible

And the champagne tasted that much sweeter

Release the wildcat into the steel jungle

Every head turned when he walked into a room. Every single one

Footloose and fancy free - enjoy the ride