I've been totally ridiculous with my clothes shopping lately. The Romance was Born sale was so awesome on the weekend, and as promised, above are the pictures of the stuff I bought. I also bought a Sleeping Beauty dress for my sister to wear to her 21st party. The best piece, by far, are the rainbow jeans. Luke Sales told me that the print is an original painting by Alia Penner, an artist I love, and in my opinion they're totally perfect. The only thing is, I can't off the top of my head think of an occasion to wear them... maybe they can just stay in my wardrobe and be worshipped.
Recently, I also joined this amazing Facebook group for selling clothing in Australia. Most of the members are local gals from Melbourne, and I am absolutely obsessed. People post stuff really often, and at least once a day I'll see something I really want... it's so great but also terrible because it's so tempting to buy stuff all the time! I've already bought two things, the Antipodium bomber jacket pictured at the top of this post, and a pair of Romance was Born jeans that I'm yet to receive in the post. I went to buy a great pair of silk pants today, too, but I was kind of relieved to find out they were sold - the only way I can control my spending!
For most of my life I shopped exclusively at Op shops, mostly the Savers store near my house. I would try and recreate outfits I saw in the magazines I read at the time, mostly Vogue, Russh and Nylon - and now, even though I do still shop at Savers, I can sort of afford the actual clothes I used to covet so desperately, and it's so exciting for me I just can't resist. That said, I do look out for a bargain, I rarely pay full price for new stuff that I buy because I'm super sleuth-y with waiting for something to come up on Ebay, or for a discount code or whatever... I'm still thrifty (ish...) even if I'm not shopping at thrift stores.
Hmm I'm not too sure what else has been happening other than me spending all my moneys... I had a much better weekend than my week last week when I was rather miserable. Saturday and Sunday I was mildly social and wasn't feeling too under the weather so was happy to hang out with people. I finally got private health insurance so I feel like an adult. I've been working on Rookie yearbook stuff, busily to always quickly approaching deadlines! Yesterday I did two paintings, washed my bedding and cleaned out my cupboard resulting in a big bag of stuff to go straight to the Op Shop. All of these things felt very cleansing and good for my soul.
I came across something that felt very odd indeed, the above ancient looking mobile phone, mine circa 2004. I remember wanting this phone so, so badly and thinking it was so remarkable to have a camera and a colour screen. Holding it in my hand now, it felt so obsolete and devalued, nowhere near as special as it used to feel to me. It felt small, boxy and foreign. I laughed at the cover I had on it, a *fake* Roxy cover that I bought from the local shopping centre after saving up for weeks. It was weird to feel nostalgic towards this object, because on one hand it didn't feel like that long ago, but taking a photo of it on my iPhone and uploading that photo to Instagram, made it feel like it was.
I can't find the charger for the phone so I am really bummed that I can't turn it on and check out what's left on there - old text messages, extremely pixelated photos, recordings, etc. I might even see if I can find one on Ebay... that's a dangerous place for me to go right now though, ha.
That's all for tonight, gonna go to sleep and dream about clothes...