tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14976307842892729852023-11-17T02:48:18.798+11:00Lotus NotesOliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-67038673024945677062010-01-10T18:36:00.004+11:002010-01-10T23:36:20.123+11:00I've movedI have lacked inspiration big time since I moved to Sydney, so I've started up a new blog.... have a squiz here.Au revior for now - until I win the green card lottery in July and move back to New York, anywayxxOliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-382317445562795352009-10-07T18:02:00.005+11:002009-10-07T18:52:00.034+11:00Denim on denim on denimThe SartorialistMy friend GretaChloe s/s 09/10I love girls who wear man-style denim shirts with jeans. Whether the denim matches or not doesn't matter, the girls that can pull it off have that certain je ne sais quois feeling to them; like they couldn't give a shit but still look effotlessly put together.Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-85635439076950267542009-09-30T16:35:00.009+10:002009-09-30T19:10:54.914+10:00Polking funEmporio Armani s/s 09/10Marni s/s 09/10Karen Walker s/s 09/10 Luella s/s 09/10Josh Goot s/s 09/10When I was little, my mum had this old Country Road mousy brown chiffon blouse with big cream polka dots all over it, and she used to wear it everywhere. Out shopping with jeans, with a pencil skirt for a day at the law firm, with high waisted shorts in the summer. Ever since that blouse, I've had a Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-49667499943172686752009-09-28T20:04:00.015+10:002009-09-30T19:11:29.697+10:00what's in a nameI have just arrived home from covering New Zealand Fashion Week; exhausted in a if-I-have-to-look-at-one-more-stick-thin-model, wintery-garment-or-runway-show-I-think-I'll-strangle-myself kind of way, and all I was looking forward to was coming home to our amazingly awesome (foster) dog, Ziggy Stardust.But, being a foster parent to a dog (other than saving them from the terrible fate of being Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-66165666179768104622009-08-09T10:26:00.015+10:002009-08-11T11:46:47.378+10:00Here comes the sunThe spring issue of New Zealand's Fashion Quarterly has finally hit the shelves, with the gorgeous Olivia Henderson and Catilin Lomax both landing the cover. On an extremely crisp (read: bloody freezing) spring morning, the whole team drove two hours out of Sydney to an amazing Edward Scissorhands-worthy manicured garden for the cover shoot. Here are some behind-the-scenes snapshots.Photography: Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-54608393236788753252009-07-17T18:47:00.013+10:002009-07-17T19:38:24.453+10:00Butterfly kissesA bamboo plant arrived on my desk this morning. While I thought that was weird, I think the Bamboo Eyelash Enhancing Serum that came with it is ever weirder.The press release claims that some sort of natural biofermentaion, whatever that means, will let me achieve remarkable results with my eyelash growth minus the irritation. I don't have particularly short eyelashes, but they're not remarkable Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-5792220192227148012009-07-16T19:31:00.006+10:002009-07-17T18:46:25.547+10:00Rub a dub dubOur flatmates have recently moved out which means it's overhaul time for our apartment. I've never had my own home to do exactly what I want with (without having to worry about the clashing tastes, or lack-there-of, of all parties) so I've become a little bit obsessed with decor magazines. I'm now an avid reader of Good Housekeeping and instead of flicking straight to the fashion pages of the Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-11428706159609794192009-06-29T20:30:00.002+10:002009-07-09T22:17:53.829+10:00Knit twitMissoni 1968After 50 long years, Missoni is still creating their timeless and beautiful zig-zaged, striped, patterned, colourful and cosy knits. Dresses, coats, and sweaters; pullovers, chemises, trousers, and skirts - plus all those way-too-expensive but beautiful towels, rugs and blankets. I would trade my heater in any day to be able to wrap myself up in nothing but Missoni for winter.Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-36199671810682520162009-06-29T16:06:00.007+10:002009-06-29T17:03:41.362+10:00Harzia?As is the ACP rumour mill, it seems Australia's Harper's Bazaar and Grazia will be merging. I'm not sure what it means for either magazine, but it appears Jamie Huckbody is out of job and so are a few other people. Bit of a shock to the system really.Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-30015470140104742872009-06-26T21:34:00.001+10:002009-06-26T22:56:20.913+10:00Yves St. Laurent’s Spring 2010 Men’s PresentationVery few of these advertising films capture my attention long enough for me to actually pay attention (with the exception the Chanel No.5 short films, and maybe Sofia Coppola's romantic Miss Dior Cherie commercial). But this YSL narrative starring Jules, the 11-year-old son of its director and writer Samuel Benchetrit, is as funny as it is beautiful and sweet; and despite the très fabuleux Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-56240947317954367792009-06-26T10:32:00.003+10:002009-06-26T20:09:27.701+10:00Oil slickThese oxidized Gucci accessories have started to arrive in the Harper's fashion cupboard. I'm not sure how I feel about them. I hate the bag, but the shoes...cheap hooker or absolutely fabulous? I'm torn.Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-18446988410441242612009-06-25T21:07:00.002+10:002009-06-25T21:53:28.261+10:00IndeedOliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-40438092338800895442009-06-20T18:33:00.010+10:002009-06-21T00:14:52.396+10:00How to assassinate the bible of fashionPicture this: Anna Wintour has resigned. The sheer effort of keeping an immaculate bob and an unfeasibly large pair of sunglasses in place 24 hours a day has finally taken its toll. In a move that has shocked the fashion industry, American Vogue has appointed as her successor graphic-designer-turned-artist Scott King. For his first issue in charge, King decides that Vogue should have an anti-war Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-58774795385035947642009-06-20T18:15:00.003+10:002009-06-20T18:29:39.378+10:00Peaceful KiwisApparently my good-old home country of New Zealand is the safest place to be in the world right now.Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-76462527936013675892009-06-18T21:12:00.001+10:002009-06-18T23:57:07.597+10:00Oh darlingVogue 1950'sWhile researching a story today I came across this hilarious article which was published in Peterson's Magazine way back in 1861. I assume this was (like Vogue in it's early days), a sort of social gazette for young aristocratic women who wanted advice and assistance on how to be 'in style' at the time.Here are some of my favourite excerpts...can you just imagine what these women Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-25381131969531026832009-06-12T19:36:00.004+10:002009-06-12T21:37:47.377+10:00The September IssueLast night the much anticipated (well by us, anyway) documentary The September Issue screened at the Sydney Film Festival, and while the 45 minute line (chock-full of Sydney's fashion elite and mega movie buffs) wound around three blocks, it was definitely worth the wait.The film is an amazingly candid portrayal of the very weird, sometimes strained and extremely amusing relationship between AnnaOliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-58733537358804059402009-06-10T08:48:00.003+10:002009-06-14T15:59:59.532+10:00Basic instinctTherese Rawsthorne S/S 09Kate Sylvester S/S 09Karla Spetic S/S 09Ansdorf S/S 09camilla and marc S/S 09My week so far has been saturated with apricots, peachy creams and pink grapefruits with a touch of onion and cashew. All of these tasty things I'm very fond of when they're in their rightful food form, but when it comes to clothing, I think I'm missing out.We've been getting ready for an Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-27618506809930347102009-06-09T19:56:00.004+10:002009-06-09T22:53:42.842+10:00Bees kneesI have a very stylish friend who wears a pair of Karen Walker merino thigh-high socks effortlessly, usually with a pair of very cute cut-offs. Unfortunately when I try and rock knee-high, or thigh-high socks, I just feel like a silly school girl who belongs more in a Parisian private school than on the prairie. After stewing it over, I've decided my bob is working against me. The key to looking Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-63796916675497402392009-06-08T22:24:00.002+10:002009-06-08T23:46:29.155+10:00I'm leaving, on a baguette planeThe Hermes S/S 09 ad magazineCan Hermes get any cooler? And Bruce, can I fly you back from Milan in this?Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-11608028234133520722009-06-08T19:07:00.014+10:002009-06-08T20:50:11.516+10:00DaydreamerThey are magical little places found every bedroom - so small and seemingly insignificant, but such beautiful places to sit and think, to daydream your life away bathed in warm sunshine or under glowing moonlight. You never know what you'll find on a windowsill - a candle, a bouquet of fresh flowers, a cherished perfume bottle, favourite books, a butterfly stopping by. I love the windowsills Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-22425923487839108832009-06-08T16:34:00.004+10:002009-06-08T20:49:09.159+10:00Toot sweetMud cake with satin chocolate glaze.I thought I'd share with you the best chocolate cake in the world, one that I made the other day with Bruce to many an 'ooohh', 'holy cow' and 'yuuuuuuuuuum'. Enjoy!Ingredients:250g butter, chopped200g dark chocolate, chopped2 cups caster sugar1 1/3 cups water1 tablespoon dry instant coffee¾ cup plain flour¾ cup self-raising flour¼ cup cocoa powder3 eggs, Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-87789770325485387412009-06-06T17:50:00.005+10:002009-06-06T21:36:24.142+10:00Sheer geniusWolford fishnets in W Magazine To say I love stockings more than any other winter accessory is an understatement, but I was a late bloomer in the Wolford arena. I'd seen their stores in Milan, been tempted to enter even, but I pretty much thought $110 tights were a bit of a joke, even if they are supposedly the creme de la creme of legwear.I mean stockings encrusted with gold? sure. But just Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-91679424898684507952009-05-28T09:05:00.006+10:002009-05-28T11:56:22.058+10:00ScentThe other day I discovered that one of my newest friends from Sydney (originally a New Zealander, go figure) lost his sense of smell a few years ago thanks to a head injury involving a skateboard, a car dressed up as a cow in the Undie 500, too much beer and no helmet - luckily his taste wasn't affected, bar the odd herb or two.For me this was deeply disturbing. To say that smell is important to Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-56359710049651090612009-05-27T10:44:00.001+10:002009-05-27T21:03:45.229+10:00Up up and away They remind me of childhood birthday parties; of fairy floss and carnivals; having too much fun trying to pop and squish them by jumping up, down and all around on them; trying with all your might to blow them up, losing your breath and nearly fainting in the process. For me, balloons evoke happiness, freedom, love, adventure and solitude all at the same time, but I mostly love them just becauseOliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497630784289272985.post-45813744351342542142009-05-21T14:02:00.002+10:002009-05-21T20:03:29.186+10:00Cosy as can beImages courtesy of The SartorialistIt's been raining non-stop now for three days and two nights. It's freezing and I'm excited - I'm over summer (and this season they call autumn in Sydney, which is really summer all over again) already, the sweat, the humidity, the fake tan; it's finally time to bring out the winter woollies!It's something I actually miss from the -14 degree New York winter - Oliviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549771056594488275noreply@blogger.com0