Pink is a more contentuous colour than any other; some love it, some hate it but most are shrug–the–shoulders ambiguous about it. Most don’t really mind it but when there is a perfectly good non-pink palette of colours out there to choose from most will give it a wide berth. To me it evokes childhood memories…
Choosing eveningwear can be tricky – I never know if I should buy something basic that I will wear again and again or something that takes my breath away. In the end, it is always the heart stoppers that win my inner debate. Why? Because these pieces hold the power to make me feel something…
Once upon a time, when I was a teenager, I was a goth (4 lyf ) and I would never, in a million years wear white – the thought of that would be as repelling as listening to love songs after midnight, wearing Stan Smith sneakers, gold jewellery or any kind of pretty thing..and God…
Sydney has been bathing in sunshine lately and even though the nights are close to freezing ,the days have been gorgeously mild. Which suits me perfectly because there is a lot of desperate tan preservation going on at the moment. I’d like to say that I can go pale and interesting, but in reality, my…
The arrival of blistering winds, bucketing rain and the enveloping cold used to herald the decline of my sartorial mojo. My Croatian roots and a flexible, freelance job gave me the luxury of becoming summer’s tireless pilgrim for over 20 years – since my modelling days and beyond, I swapped hemispheres whenever winter took over…
Shooting this editorial the other day in the last days of Autumn – sun still warm on the skin, dappled glow on the water, sand under my toes, music drifting from an open window – had me wishing I was somewhere dancing into the sunset. Morocco, Cuba, India, Mexico – anywhere I could feel like…
The Spy Who Loved Me was one of those definining moments in my life when I realized that skiing may not be such a bad thing to be into. The movie was 23 years old by that point, and it wasn’t James Bond’s epic skiing/ parachuting down the cliff scene that convinced me of the…
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If I were to judge the upcoming MBFWA 2015 solely based on the samples pulled for this story , the keyword of the week would be volume. As in slightly impractical, wonderfully dramatic and so much fun to shoot! The all seeing wizard I am not, but I know I will be proven both correct…
This Friday, the 20th March is a special occasion. Not only is it the Spring equinox in the Northern hemisphere and the Autumn equinox in the Southern hemisphere but there is also a total solar eclipse happening and a supermoon will be gloriously huge in the sky. These things, you see, I take very seriously….
Ahhhh, springtime in Paris…Tiny little green buds on the trees, bright jonquils and saffron dotting the meadows, blue skies, fresh strawberries with creme fraiche, bustling mornings with happy enfants walking to school in packs past a fast moving river Seine, jewel like Ile Saint-Louis and Ile de la Cite winking out of the water, Eiffel…
Our designers on their inspirations and favourite Paris haunts During Fashion Week, Paris is a whirlwind of activity – not only is it an arguable epicentre of the world’s most eagerly awaited fashion shows but numerous buyers flock to Paris for re-sees of collections that occurred elsewhere in the world. This year, I enlisted my…
2015 is definitely all about a 70s revival. Maxi dresses, flares, blousons and velvet on carefree, rock n’roll girls that look like they are a lovechild of Janis Joplin and Michelle Phillips. But if the thought of incorporating flares into your life is giving you the style equivalent of a Nag Champa incense headache, fear…
Catching the last bit of summer holidays in the gorgeous Jarvis Bay National park was enough of a joy, but shooting these vibrant Shona Joy dresses on it’s Murray’s beach was absolutely hilarious. My photographer Kasia Werstak and I got there early in the morning (my call time was 6am ) and arrived to the…
It has been a month since my last post – a long time to be engrossed in my daughter’s school holiday activities,perpetual playdates, long afternoons on the beach and thick adventure books like the Northern Lights which I read to her in crazy voices and hushed tones so she sits at the edge of her…
This story was shot in London town one rainy night a couple of months ago amid a lot of laughter, champagne and shenanigans. This whirlwind trip only lasted a couple of days, hence my reluctance to sleep at all – who needs sleep when there is so much to see, do and experience? I was…
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