Belated Happy New Year little loves.
My blog activity these past months has been as turbulent as our summer season - which if you're not a Sydney sider has been a patchwork of storms, hail, dry scorchers and overcast humidity. Meaning I go from midnight inspirational streak of incessant impassioned typing to apathetic "do tomorrow"/"when I have time"categorisation. Something I should share is that 90% of my writing is not published. This blog provides a medium to comfortably explore and report on something I see as light hearted and a universal interest to most women - style and the wonderful world of fashion. Although admittedly I've been neglecting this in pursuit of putting down thoughts on other projects. Watch this space, I may need to manipulate the CM blog to accommodate some other pieces!
And now to business - summer style - shoulders out, pins out! The seventies boho vibe continues to dominate my wardrobe - brown suedes, white lace, buttoned denim, ruffled and flared finishes and off the shoulder feminine perfection. All I'm really craving is some bad-boy flared jeans -- does anyone remember when this was a thing in the late 90's/early 00's? I distinctly remember wandering around warringah mall in early highschool with denim bells and severely pointed flats from wittner - looking back now I have to say the flares of that time seem way more daggy cow girl than the chic pencil legged bell bottoms I've been salivating over. But please note the usual exception below - Moss baby on fire but in fairness that pair should properly be classified as wide boot legs rather than the classic flares of that time.
Before I leave you with the montage below, being the new year and all I have to throw in the token reflection/#goals/sentiments I've been mulling over, not to be interpreted as new years resolutions but let's call them not so recent revelations:
*the title of this blog post isn't ornamental, drawing the line in the sand is about the need to set a strict balance between the achievable, the necessary and the desirable. I am constantly racing against time to seek to fulfil every single objective I set for myself (I have a tendency to keep setting new and often conflicting ones(!)), perhaps a gen Y trait? Constantly monitoring and evaluating direction is key.
*focus, the runner up to time as my greatest foe lately, focus is more about commitment than concentration in my recent experience, maintaining it is a b!*** but the rewards it reaps when you do are too good to miss out on.
*finally - priorities - I brought back the old vision board and spread those good intentions out before me as a daily reminder and motivator, for any sceptics, give it a go, what transpires in good time will seriously surprise you.
Any words of insight from you guys? Please do share!
My blog activity these past months has been as turbulent as our summer season - which if you're not a Sydney sider has been a patchwork of storms, hail, dry scorchers and overcast humidity. Meaning I go from midnight inspirational streak of incessant impassioned typing to apathetic "do tomorrow"/"when I have time"categorisation. Something I should share is that 90% of my writing is not published. This blog provides a medium to comfortably explore and report on something I see as light hearted and a universal interest to most women - style and the wonderful world of fashion. Although admittedly I've been neglecting this in pursuit of putting down thoughts on other projects. Watch this space, I may need to manipulate the CM blog to accommodate some other pieces!
And now to business - summer style - shoulders out, pins out! The seventies boho vibe continues to dominate my wardrobe - brown suedes, white lace, buttoned denim, ruffled and flared finishes and off the shoulder feminine perfection. All I'm really craving is some bad-boy flared jeans -- does anyone remember when this was a thing in the late 90's/early 00's? I distinctly remember wandering around warringah mall in early highschool with denim bells and severely pointed flats from wittner - looking back now I have to say the flares of that time seem way more daggy cow girl than the chic pencil legged bell bottoms I've been salivating over. But please note the usual exception below - Moss baby on fire but in fairness that pair should properly be classified as wide boot legs rather than the classic flares of that time.
Before I leave you with the montage below, being the new year and all I have to throw in the token reflection/#goals/sentiments I've been mulling over, not to be interpreted as new years resolutions but let's call them not so recent revelations:
*the title of this blog post isn't ornamental, drawing the line in the sand is about the need to set a strict balance between the achievable, the necessary and the desirable. I am constantly racing against time to seek to fulfil every single objective I set for myself (I have a tendency to keep setting new and often conflicting ones(!)), perhaps a gen Y trait? Constantly monitoring and evaluating direction is key.
*focus, the runner up to time as my greatest foe lately, focus is more about commitment than concentration in my recent experience, maintaining it is a b!*** but the rewards it reaps when you do are too good to miss out on.
*finally - priorities - I brought back the old vision board and spread those good intentions out before me as a daily reminder and motivator, for any sceptics, give it a go, what transpires in good time will seriously surprise you.
Any words of insight from you guys? Please do share!
CM x
Hello babe! May I know where did you get your foral off shoulder top? Its gorgeous!!!!! <3
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