T O R N.

Shorts and jacket; Thrifted. Shirt; Kmart. Necklace and belt; Vintage. Shoes; Unknown. Memory rings; Sportsgirl. Gold ring; Isla Stone.

I have never attended an official Fashion Week before so when I was packing for Sydney I had no idea what to wear, trawling street style blogs didn't seem to do much good either because all I saw were prints, prints, prints. I thought I'd take a punt and pack my favourite cut offs, once they're teamed with heels they don't look as 'Homeless Man circa 95'. As it turned out, even my most fanciest outfit seemed majorly under dressed in comparison to some (I kid you not there was a lady in a ball gown). But atleast on the last day of MBFWA, when my feet felt as if they were dangling over the fires of hell and my eyes just wanted to stay shut, I was comfortable in all my ripped glory.

Normally this isn't something I would wear, I tend to be a bit more lady like and 'polished' but I was pleasantly surprised with how it turned out and quite enjoyed a day of feeling like I had a single ounce of street cred. But then again I think the pointy toe heels may have given me away, as well my tendency to squeal a lot.

This utility jacket has surprised me over the past few weeks with its ability to look good with everything and the amount of body heat it keeps in. The temperatures are rapidly dropping and I've been relishing the fact that I can start packing on the layers. This coat is lightweight but also a little bit big on me so I can cram a lot under it and maximize the area of skin being covered by atleast eight layers. I was actually this far away from purchasing thermal underwear the other day...it's really sad guys.

I hope you've all been enjoying my show reviews for MBFWA, I've been quite lax in getting them up so apologies if you are enjoying them and are waiting for more.