Winter is almost offensive in Queensland. Living in the sunshine state, you forget that the weather is not a one trick pony with only suffocating heat to offer, and every year around late May we are somehow shocked when the chill creeps in.
This shock bleeds into fashion, with the Australian winter uniform being just a regular outfit, with a jacket haphazardly thrown on over the singlet and shorts. Every year I resist the cold, this year with breezy flared pants chilling my ankles, and open-toed mules freezing my toes. I do, however, fully embrace the opportunity to go full 70s with my colour schemes and silhouettes. I guess you can’t have it all.
LA VIE PAR MOI 