In which I wore a top as a dress

Crochet shift: Vintage, Suede bag: Thrifted, Hat: Witchery, Moccasins: Zara, Silver Jewellery: Gifted/ India

I've had this crochet top for quite sometime now and because its long enough to cover my butt I've decided its going to be my favourite tunic. I would have loved to wear it with moto boots or one of my high heeled boots but I have a tooth infection and I just wanted to be comfortable since it feels like my face and jaw have been hit by a truck and nothing says comfort more than moccasins that make me feel like I am barefeet. I cannot stress the importance of buying Vintage enough so I'll just say, this dress is the one of the prettiest silk yarn/ hand made crochet I've ever seen. It was made by someone long before sweat shops came into existence and buying something like this anywhere else today would cost a bomb and put money into the hands of horrible big corporations. Please support your local vintage+thrift stores, women owned+ small businesses, anyone but sweatshop labour product stocking multi million dollar companies who feed off this use and throw fashion craze.

At a Vintage store you're supporting people who usually have a vision of art and fashion that excludes profiting off underpaid people's effort and making people feel like they are crap if they are not wearing the lastest 'it' clothes. I am consciously trying to buy less and less from places that are devoid of ethics but its an uphill battle and a constant journey of self reflection and it is heartening to see that a lot of people in the blogosphere also have similar views and are supporting ethical businesses over cheap fast fashion stores. Have a beautiful weekend, I am off to take another dose of painkillers before my jaw breaks.

Market day kitty love

My markets jaunts every weekend not only lead to accumulating a treasure trove of one of a kind stuff but it almost always also leads to coming across the most interesting, inspirational objects and animals. This Saturday was no exception, we stumbled upon a house completely covered in sweet smelling vine with tiny white flowers and as I was ooh-ing, aah-ing and exclaiming that this was the house of my dreams a kitty person walked out wanted to be cuddled. I mean seriously not only does someone have the most beautiful secret garden-esque cottage they also have this fur-ball to squeeze when they want! I spend many glorious minutes petting this cutie and admiring the house till we had to finally walk away. Why why why?

Anyway this is what I was wearing because it was kinda chilly, I wanted to be comfy and I rarely put too much thought into what I am wearing on market day because I just want to go have fun. Not like there is an elaborate thought process on other days, gaah I should just accept I am a lazy person who likes many layers to stay warm and piles loads of junk jewellery. I am still incredibly in love with this suede beauty of a bag and haven't been able to wear anything else.

Jewellery: India/ various Sydney markets, Boots and cardigan: Thrifted