May 6, 2015

Little Updates

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Sometimes I forget that my blog is separate from my other social media accounts. I know that a few of you follow me on my Facebook and Instagram pages, but I also know that a lot of you don't, so I'm just going to take some time to update you all on a few things that affect this blog.

This year, so far, has been absolutely crazy.

April 12, 2015

Easter Holidays

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Happy Easter!

Whilst I acknowledge that Easter is a very religious time for most people, my Easter focus for the past few years has centred around enjoying time with family and learning to embrace change.

This year, my Easter break was consumed by a lot of studying. Back during fashion week, I thought it would be a good idea to take a week off to get all of my photo editing done...I was wrong. So very wrong. I've since been behind in all of my work, which made completing the few assignments I had much more difficult as I had to race through my coursework before I could even attempt writing out an essay.

So I've spent this week catching up on three weeks worth of media relations and the week before that focusing on feature writing. My pile of work seems endless, but I'm happy to report that I'm up-to-date and ready for week five. Bring on mid-term assignments! To keep me motivated I'm been browsing the studyspo tag on Tumblr...you can thank me later.

April 10, 2015

Anxiety










The room goes dark.
A kiss goodnight.
10:00pm

March 26, 2015

Bush, Baby / VAMFF Finale

Close your eyes.
Listen to the calls of wild birds.
Feel the wind gently blowing your hair.
Smell the sweet waft of eucalyptus leaves in the morning.

As I walked into the Great Hall at the National Gallery of Victoria (NGV) last night, a wave of nostalgia hit me. If I had not been surrounded by a sea of strangers, I would have thought I was back in the country, in the fresh alpine air. I was reminded of my home in North-East Victoria; the kookaburras laughing outside my house, perched on top of a light post and the rustling of gum trees in the school next door. 

I wish all fashion shows were like the one I attended on Sunday night. The attention to detail, the illusion that you were walking into another world, was nothing like I had experienced before in the fashion world. Ballet dancers in native Australian costume roamed the foyer as people clinked their glasses and gobbled down canap├ęs. 

I snuck into the media pit with my friend, Adele. We purchased tickets a month ago, but I soon realised that I could get into the show for free with my media pass, as they had not printed the shows I obtained accreditation for on the back of my lanyard. I gave the spare ticket to my mother, who had never been to a fashion show before. It's not really her scene, but I'm glad she got to see this one. 

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