INSPIRATION FOR THIS POST
What is it about visual stimulation? How does this thing work? You look at something once and you may not even like it- it might be too fashion forward, or a re-hash of a style that you are not ready to welcome back yet. or it might just be because you are not at that stage of life yet. And then one day you see it and your heart sings, something awakens you LOVE IT!
Well, I have had a style shift. It is rather comical that it comes so close to my 30th birthday – like I have (dare I say it…..) grown up?? Oh- weird. Here is the thing. I think I am getting over vintage! OMG- all vintage readers will say. Here is how the love affair went….
At first I was an impressionable youngster in a new city of cool called Melbourne. Melbourne will always be the most visually stimulating city in Australia and they love their vintage- colour, prints, retro cool, art deco meets swing 60’s meets roaring 20’s is all okay in one outfit in Melbourne town – they get it. This initial passion and fascination with my new lover was cemented in a city of cold nights and a wallet of $20. It made sense to clash and burn and spend as little as possible on the most coveted retro chair (because they are still exceptional design pieces and I will never deny that). Following Melbourne I went to hang out in the ultimate hipster scene – East End London. Hello Shoreditch, Hoxton, Brick Lane…..do you want to be snapped for the cover of my new album? Yes- this is an intoxicating melting pot of impeccable style and home more original vintage than you can possibly ever get back through customs on your way home to Wagga. (sob, as I remember the outfits that got left behind).
At this point my journey takes a very unexpected twist to the Gold Coast………(insert cars tyers grinding to a halt!) It was here that I lost all motivation about style. Really, I did and it is such a shame to say. The heat, the terrible shopping, the beaches sand, the boring job, the ugly people, the terrible landscape. It was like I had been placed on the set of the settlers where survival was the only thing that mattered. Here I experimented with hair. I went from long dark locks, to short platinum blond to fire engine “Florence” red (fringe included- before her time BTW) in attempt to stamp my individual style on a city that did not get it. My wardrobe was mainly vintage and my furniture all second hand. I lived in the most beautiful houses and locations imaginable (I’m not martyr) but really who was investing in decor or design? This is a city that covets Guess as a brand- honestly!
So- it has been a passionate and heady relationship based on inspiration or necessity. It has been instilled in me from a thrift shopping grandmother, stamped on me in my excitable early 20’s, attached to some of my favourite travel memories and formed a large part of my development as an independent women and now I want ……..luxury, glam, classics and quality.
This blog is going to be such an interesting journey and a number of years it seems so it will be fascinating to see where I go and what trends and colours inspire me in years to come. Although, I do get a sense that my true innate sense of style is about to come forward as the authority. It started last week with a classic Herringbone shirt and it will go from there. I will always love colour and art and unexpected surprises in interiors- these spaces should always have a personality. However, I think I will skip the scratchy fabric, the odor removing spray and the attention grabbing clash of prints in favor of cashmere throws, quality design and soothing palettes.
From the Right Bank
FURNNISH 