Saturday, 3 September 2016

an encounter at the Two Wolves and the Koi

Uncomfortable outings are softened by the presence of food. That seems to be the adage I've unintentionally adopted these days. Why do I torture myself with Instagram of places that I'm dying to consume but hindered by very real factors such as a growing girth and a shrinking wallet? Note to self, don't befriend enablers. Because not only will they cheer on your bad habits but at least you will have them to cry with. I like my glass half full. Food also provides a distraction from the person in front of you and keeps your mouth occupied against response. ... So there's that. New plan, I'm going to every cafe in Sydney with a mortal enemy. That way, I get company and motivation to go. Ahaha ...

Whimsical alleyways, how Wonderland-esque.

The Two Wolves: Community Cantina gets points for its ambience, it's aid of the community and the 20% student discount that my friend gleefully jumped on the chance of. Tacos are hard to mess up, so what's my excuse for not making them?

As far as I'm concerned, a lunch date isn't a lunch date in the absence of dessert. 

What lurks in Spice Alley you ask? Oh, just a little place that a certain former Masterchef contestant opened whom had a proclivity for desserts. 

That's right, Reynold Poernomo's Koi. I really wish we could try the a la carte dessert menu... next time! On obvious warning, but one that entirely slipped our minds was that, do not order any cakes with fruits out of season for they will be canned. In saying that the combination of mango and yuzu was pleasant. Lychee anything lends itself to a light as air dessert and watch out for anything with a chocolate sheen... they're killer unless you possess an iron stomach. 

Fragments and remnants somehow appear more artistic than its original incarnation. How odd.



Saturday, 27 August 2016

citrus fresh

Forever 21 boots ($10, Vinnies), Mint chiffon shirt ($9.90, consignment store), Citrus origami skorts ($7, Vinnies)
These would've ushered the majestic coming of Spring. I can't help but feel disheartened and irritated. Spring brings forth the sun, my mortal nemesis and with it, a heat I despise. I will spend my summer a shut in full of intense loathing for the world until autumn arrives once more will I feel a sense of adventure. Let's take the runway inside and under air conditioning. Sigh, tell me how you brave the beat. If the Wicked Witch of the West's downfall lies in water, mine is the unrelenting rays of the sun.

I feel oddly satisfied, making headway on my fashion bucketlist. As I thrift most of my clothes, the list grows more than it shrinks but any cross-offs warrants a tiny victory. I adore pastel even if my wardrobe is woefully devoid of it. But here, I welcome this wonderful mint chiffon shirt into my collection. 

I would've loved it simply for the collar and colour alone. But look at the detail! The collar itself is sheer and with a pearl, lace and very obvious gem embellishments. Surprisingly, it defies the label of tacky into one that is rather distinguished. The sleeves itself have a beautiful origami-like fold. This would make it great tucked into highwaisted things or layered beneath jumpers for that pop. 

I kid you not the perilous journey into finding the perfect pair of lace up boots. Unfortunately, the journey doesn't quite end here, but for now, I am satiated. Especially for the price. I didn't expect Forever21 to have such decent quality, it's leagues above Rubi, that much is evident. 

Topshop takes trends then levels it up. I'm a sucker for quirky prints, and lemon trees qualify. Plus, I love skirts but when they have the security of shorts, I'm sold. 

Perhaps this spring won't be so bad...