We were all about taking photos on Monday, missing only the very last bit of the day. Warning: there are way too many images in this post, I'm not even really into it... but clearly I'm real bad at editing.
Headed down to the studio at the start of the day and painted a wall. It was a bit of a struggle, but we pulled through in the end:
Outfit shots! Cami is wearing a black bonds wife beater (not hers exactly, but acquired so good as hers) black leggings, black amazing acne jacket (bitch) and the most incredible boots ever that I'm trying to swap her my whole wardrobe for but it's not working haha (bitch x 11242421143, just kidding) and all sorts of jewelry
My outfit! Nothing special, sorry. I often mention on this blog that my outfits are never very good in my day to day life, and when I go out I just look like an 80s hooker (sorry mum for writing this kind of stuff, but you know it's true) It's probably not what people look for in a 'fashion' blog, which is why I hardly have outfit posts. I've toyed with the idea of doing more consistent 'hypothetical' outfit posts, just like the ones I've done in the past, but admittedly they do make me feel like a bit of a real big knob. I do really enjoy making up outfits that I'd never have the balls to wear, so maybe I will give it a bit more thought.
Anyway, I am wearing Misfits die die my darling old shirt, black tights, black denim shorts (you can't see them but they're there) and docs.
I do this really neat trick with my hair where I can put it up in a bun right on top of my forehead and it looks like a hair turban. Hard to explain, but it looks hell Prada. Here I am getting ready for it... one day I will share it
Next we decided to do some work. We managed to write about a quarter of our 'comprehensive to-do list' which I can't share because it's top secret!
Not much time passed until we realized that Vlad was coming over for a visit, so we went to meet him at the tram stop. It was his birthday the day before, and as he was walking towards us I ran away to buy him a little somethin from the nearest Asian grocery store. I realized when I got there, I had limited monetary resources in my pocket (nah, more like limited monetary resources period!) so I could only get him a pack of pocky, a push pop, and some grape goo. Sorry Vlad, but remember... it's the thought that counts, and obviously there was a lot of thought put into your present! See below for images of Vlad enjoying his grape goo. He doesn't want to admit it, but I could tell he was really into it, because I saw him bust it out a few times during the rest of the evening.
I forgot to mention that Vlad is also from Russia, and since there aren't many of us here in Australia, me and him bonded over our Russian-ness. He shared some left overs with us from his family birthday dinner the day before. I felt totally in my food comfort zone... apart from the Chicken loaf, I don't know what that was all about... had it been meat jelly I would have completely understood though.
Walking to the tram stop on our way to the VCA exhibition. Me and my Russian friend played paparazzos.
Here I am jumping infront of the NGV. It's not uncommon for me to get nervous in front of cameras. Since I don't know my good
angles, I do a lot of jumping instead! That way you come out really blurry, but with effect
Cami had to hold my hand, just incase I fell in!
Stacey met us there. I hate it that my bf dresses better than me!!!! hate you!!!! no i don't! love u
Hugo in a naughty matching tee shirt and shirt ensemble. Hugo is our studio landlord. I love calling him that... Hi Hugo!
Kitty - looks so adorable. That dress is a prototype from uni with pen markings on it - awesome. She just started a blog... check it out HERE.
You will notice her current post about her style musings... Gold Coast granny. I think she pulled it off great here!
Some of the Art at the Exhibition. We didn't really document it, got distracted by the free alcohol.
On a tram to Chinatown to meet everyone for a late dinner before going out. Had dinner, I never made it out though... too long of a day, and I was done (weak) Here is Stacey looking like a ghost