I watched a documentary on TV ..

For my baby girl...

i love a print clash when it works and to add a third dimension of glitz or glimmer or bling makes for a powerful statement...on a cold dreary day I opt for colour and clash

I love the subtle combinations of shell pink and muted hazy grey and copper tones...this set depicts my ultimate going out to dinner outfit...this week..

I moved to London in January 1990...and the world as I knew it changed in an instant...everything that I thought was cool in music and fashion was sooooooooooooo passe...and I began upon a new social observation...each sub culture was so much more rigid in its ways and less like the blended tendencies of Sydney and Brisbane...One had to stick to a genre and stay there...one had to stick to a suburb( area) and stay there..You had to walk a certain way...talk a certain way ...listen to a certain mini genre of music...and definately dress a certain way...freedom of expression ...sure...but with rules...Thankfully I was a visitor,a tourist,a passer-by so I could get away with mixing things up ..or "tings"if said by my Jamaican/Birmingham friend who "always had my back"...anyway..one outfit that got me through most adventures was a combination of warmth ...comfort and what was happening at the time...A bomber jacket,black leggings worn as pants...(yes..its true)...some kind of black top,Nike or Fila trainers..hightop of course...some kind of bling...fake..and a hat...sometimes...

Brisbane rains in summer ...a lot...and bright frocka and boots and umbrella make a whole lot of sense...its raining today..I'd wear this..