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About a bajillion years ago (aka September/October, which is still an age in blogging time) I went overseas. Since I saw some things, wore some things, and met some people, I thought I’d do the modern day version of a slide presentation and put the photos up on my blog.

Despite being together for the better part of a decade, this was the first time the Boyfriend and I went overseas together. Our itinerary was:

  • London
  • Edinburgh
  • Glasgow
  • Berlin
  • Budapest
  • Back to London
  • Singapore to break up the horrendous flight home

We saw some sights:



The Boyfriend walking through some classic Scottish weather on Arthur’s Seat


“This house was formerly in another country” – Mitte, Berlin


Soviet War Memorial in Treptower Park, Berlin


Beautiful Tiergarten, Berlin


Budapest is the Buda-BEST


Mátyás-templom (Mattias Church), Budapest


Me too, little spray can. Me too.


The view of London from the south bank is my favourite


Marina Bay, Singapore

But, as with every trip, the best parts were the food and booze:

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Important British pastime

23. Haggis

“Get your haggis right here! Chopped heart and lungs boiled in a wee sheep’s stomach! Tastes as good as it sounds!”


Glasgow provided the biggest meal I’ve ever eaten in my life: gammon steak, pineapple, a fried duck egg, and chips


Hungarian wines are AMAZING. This is my new favourite red, bikavér (the translation of which is ‘bull’s blood’)


Hungary’s dessert wine, tokaji aszu, is pretty phenomenal too


Budapest has a bunch of bars known as ‘ruin pubs’. This is Szimpla Kert, which was built in an old factory that was due to be demolished. Because of the site, the bar is
gigantic and filled with weird rooms, all furnished with an assortment of junk.


Another ruin pub called Kuplung


Getting to know London’s cocktail scene. This was at Happiness Forgets, which is pretty killer.


Late night, post-cocktail chip roll. Life changing.


Breakfast of champions!


After eating chips for days, this pile of vegetables at Ottolenghi was very welcome


Our first Singaporean hawker market feast: sambal stingray, spicy sour crayfish, and baby kailan


Singapore’s cocktail scene is pretty epic, too. That’s an origami crane on my sake cocktail and that’s a toy soldier frozen in an ice cube in the Boyfriend’s bourbon cocktail.


SUPER stoked it find the cakwe stall at Maxwell Food Centre in Singapore


Our final feast of the trip, this time from Tian Tian Haianese Chicken Rice. It doesn’t look like much, but it was bloody marvellous. We were told to eat this by our taxi driver, but Anthony Bourdain reckons it’s a good feed too.

It was unseasonably warm for autumn when we were in Europe, but given that we’re cold intolerant Aussies, it was basically winter. If you saw me out and about I was generally wearing this:


Scarf: A shop in Berlin
Jacket: Second hand from Cream on King - size 40 (men’s)
Jeans: Just Jeans – size 16. Similar styles available.
Sneakers: Nike Air Max 90 – men’s size 8.5.

I did dress up on occasion:


Necklace: Tatty Devine. Currently available.
Shirt: Lazy Oaf – size M/L. Currently available.
Leggings: Topshop High Waist Extra Long Leggings – size UK16. Currently available. (Topshop leggings are also my plane pants of choice.)
Sneakers: Nike Air Max 90 – men’s size 8.5.
Backpack: Second hand from GAMMAvintage


Bigshirt: Starstyling – one size. Similar styles available.
Leggings: Topshop High Waist Extra Long Leggings – size UK16. Currently available.
Sneakers: Nike Air Max 90 – men’s size 8.5.
Backpack: Second hand from GAMMAvintage

Singapore, however, was way too humid for fashion and too humid for shoes:


Tshirt: No idea. It’s a men’s tshirt size L.
Shorts: Witchery – size 16. Old collection.
Thongs: Havaianas – size 41/42. Currently available.

Oh, and I also met these guys:


Lauren of Pocket Rocket Fashion, Kirsty of Fatty Unbound, meeee, and Bets of Arched Eyebrow <3333

After the inevitable budget blowouts of Christmas and New Years, we’ll start saving again for the next trip. Sometimes I worry that this ‘spend it while I’ve got it’ mentality will bite me in the arse in the future; we have no savings and no assets but I’ve gone overseas every year for the past few years. But it’s hard to care about that when I’m eating the best meal of my life in a food court in Singapore, or almost crying over how good the wine is in Budapest, or giving bear hugs to wonderful women I’ve known for years but never met.

Next year might finally be the year I make it to the US. Look out.


As I mentioned in my last OOTD post, spring has well and truly sprung in Sydney. As soon as the temperature started nudging the mid-20s (celcius, obvi) I got my pins out (and proceeded to tell the world about it).


I promise I wasn’t feeling as surly as I looked in the photo above. I was super excited to be outside on this gorgeous day BUT I was also keeping an eye out for the bus that was to take us to the pub, so I think that’s my ‘hurry up and take a photo’ face.

shorts - sneakers

I finally FINALLY have a pair of Jeremy Scott x adidas kicks to call my own. I have been dying for a pair of sneakers from their collabo ever since I saw those gold wings back in 2008, so I am loving myself sick right now. Pastels aren’t usually my thing, but I’m VERY into this ice creamy colourway… expect to see me wearing these a lot this summer.

Jacket: Asos - men’s size L. Currently available.
Tshirt: Lazy Oaf – one size. Currently available (FYI, it’s cheaper on Urban Outfitters).
Jeans: Witchery - size 16. Old collection.
Sneakers: Jeremy Scott x adidas Originals JS License Plate ‘South Beach’ – men’s size 9.
Backpack: Second hand from GAMMAvintage

I am 1.72m/5’8″, somewhere between 90 and 95kg/200 and 210lbs and I normally wear an Australian size 16/UK size 18/US size 14-16. My measurements are 107-96-114cm/42-38-45 inches.

OoTD No. 35 – Donut Steeze

It seems ridiculous to be posting this outfit now; I wore this over a month ago on a trip to the Blue Mountains with the in-laws. Being Sydney, winter is now well and truly over (and has been for weeks) so it somehow feels wrong to be featuring an outfit that involves ear muffs and a scarf. BUT said outfit also features the Greatest Jumper of All Time so I got over it.


IT HAS DONUTS ON IT. DONUTS. (This, coupled with my tshirt covered in burgers, form the beginning of a great food-themed wardrobe.)

If you need a closer look at the detail, here’s a selfie taken in my bathroom with post-pilates hair the day it arrived in the post. Best purchase ever, Y/Y?


Jumper:  Criminal Damage from Asos - men’s size L. Currently available (and on sale!)
Jeans: Witchery - size 16. Old collection.
Sneakers: Nike Air Max 90 – men’s size 8.5.
Ear muffs: Rike Feurstein. Old collection.
Scarf: A stall in Florence
Sunglasses: Ancient pair of Versaces from Sunglass Hut

I am 1.72m/5’8″, somewhere between 90 and 95kg/200 and 210lbs and I normally wear an Australian size 16/UK size 18/US size 14-16. My measurements are 107-96-114cm/42-38-45 inches.

OoTD No. 34 – Do the Bartman

My wardrobe is getting the to the point where I’m basically dead happy with everything in it. I’ve culled the dull stuff (mainly a lot of black jersey), and have stuck to only buying stuff I need/want with great urgency.

The weird thing is that my wardrobe now seems to be the one that I’ve been wanting since I was about 13 years old. The leather jacket, the platform sneakers, the all bright everything… it’s all stuff I’ve been into since I was barely pubescent (with the exception of my ill-advised punkish/numetal-y  stage when I was 17).

I’m basically the embodiment of that prolonged adolescence phenomonen that baby boomers love ranting about.

Acid wash

Mining the men’s section is the best thing ever. Just like in my last OOTD post, this fookin’ amazing acid wash denim jacket was made for a dude. (And, just like last time, I have to roll up the sleeves so I can see/use my fingers.)

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Everyone remembers this song, right? Shake your body, turn it out if you can, man.

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Jacket: Asos - men’s size L. Currently available.
Tshirt: Romwe - one size. Romwe turns over stock incredibly quickly, so even though I bought this shirt a few weeks ago, it’s already off the site. That said, they still have a few Simpsons items left. The site isn’t fat friendly but you may have some luck with the oversize tees/shirts/cropped tees.
Jeans: Witchery - size 16. Old collection.
Sneakers: Converse All Star Chuck Taylor – men’s size 8 (I think). Available literally everywhere that sells sneakers.
Backpack: Second hand from GAMMAvintage
Half-arsed top knot: Not showering before I left the house
Soft drink: Jarritos Mexican Cola

I am 1.72m/5’8″, somewhere between 90 and 95kg/200 and 210lbs and I normally wear an Australian size 16/UK size 18/US size 14-16. My measurements are 107-96-114cm/42-38-45 inches.

Life, as seen on instagram

So all of a sudden it’s July and I haven’t updated my blog in bloody ages. Again. Sorry about that. It may please you to know, however, that I have been quite prolific on my new instagram: @awesomefrances. (Because apparently the tumblr, the other tumblr, the twitter, the facebook, and the pinterest weren’t enough.)

I never quite understood the appeal of instagram, but it turns out that was purely because I had a crappy phone. Once I upgraded to a handset that can actually actually take a clear photo AND cope with the instagram app without crashing, I turned into an insta-freak. Here’s what I’ve been up to over the past six weeks:

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I started learning Brazilian Portuguese! Eu falo um pouquinho de portoguês. || School night cocktails at Mary’s in Newtown

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90s descent continues: I bought a flanno || I don’t try to look like a kids’ TV presenter, it just happens

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New dress from Asos! || Hooked on work bathroom selfies

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Blue Mountains before dawn. It was cold. || Important new purchase from Romwe

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Tea and le Tour de France on the telly. It’s the most wonderful tiiiime of the yeeear… || BANANAGRAMS

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Frenchy themed feast to celebrate le Tour. The Boyfriend made the braised beef cheeks on the left and I made the poached pear and hazelnut clafoutis on the right.

OoTD No. 33 – Girl gang

Another item crossed off my 90s wishlist: I now have a sick leather jacket to call my own.

(For those of you who are curious, these are the remaining items on the list: a denim jacket (preferably acid wash), a denim vest (ditto), some butterfly clips, maybe a pair of high top Chuck Taylors, maybe a pair of black Dr Martens. However, I am of course taking all good suggestions.)


Jackets are usually my enemy. I have quite broad shoulders which are usually contricted in women’s jackets. The solution? A leather jacket from the men’s section of the shop. It fits my shoulders better than any other coat I’ve owned, I can zip it up AND it’s not stupidly cropped like so many jackets for women (perfect for when your chest is freezing but your midsection is burning up). The only downside is that I have to roll up the sleeves.


Wearing a leather jacket kind of makes me feel like I’m in a girl gang. Not an actual gang, mind you, more just looking good and loitering.



Jacket: Second hand from Cream on King - size 40 (men’s)
Dress: Lazy Oaf – size L. Currently available.
Black skirt (worn underneath): Supre – size XL. Old collection.
Tights: We Love Colors Nylon/Lycra in neon green – size C/D. Currently available.
Sneakers: Converse Lady Weapon – UK size 8. Old collection.

I am 1.72m/5’8″, somewhere between 90 and 95kg/200 and 210lbs and I normally wear an Australian size 16/UK size 18/US size 14-16. My measurements are 107-96-114cm/42-38-45 inches.

OoTD No. 32 – Smells Like Teen Spirit

I am officially writing to you from my late 20s, as on Wednesday, I turned the ripe old age of 27. Interestingly enough, when I was little this was the age at which I thought I’d be getting married and having babies. I don’t know why I picked this number in particular; ’27’ just sounded terribly mature. (In reality I live in sin with the Boyfriend, dress like a teenager, and forget to buy groceries every other week. SHOWS WHAT YOU KNOW, LITTLE FRANCES.)

To celebrate this momentous occasion, a bunch of mates and I went to a 90s-themed dance party called Teen Spirit, which is a ridiculous and amazing club night that I love with all my heart. Since I’m still firmly ensconced in my 90s obsession, I decided to dress the part.


I can cross another item off my 90s extravaganza wishlist: I am now the owner of the PERFECT leather mini backpack.

I had forgotten how spacious these things are. This wee backpack is smaller than my handbag, but with its multitude of zips and hidden pockets, it fits just as much. I bloody love it… so much so that this cheap, tacky thing has replaced Marc Jacobs. I’m bringing ‘em back.


And here is me and my outfit in action. The DJs played Pony and Ignition (Remix) and Common People and I shout sang and danced dirty and saw 18 years olds making out like their lives depended on it.

It was a spectacular night.


Top: Worn By from Asos – size L. Currently available (and on sale!)
Shorts: Witchery – size 16. Old collection.
Stockings: Kayser Plus Fuller Figure Sheer Nylon Pantyhose from Myer – size 1 (supposedly equivalent to a size 18/20 but it fit size 16 me perfectly). Currently available.
Backpack: Second hand from GAMMAvintage
Shoes: Buffalo x Solestruck – size 10. Currently available.

I am 1.72m/5’8″, somewhere between 90 and 95kg/200 and 210lbs and I normally wear an Australian size 16/UK size 18/US size 14-16. My measurements are 107-96-114cm/42-38-45 inches.

OoTD No. 31 – This is more like it

In my last OoTD post, I wrote that I had not yet found an outfit that was worthy of my sickening Buffalo x Solestruck platforms. A couple of you left lovely comments saying that my first attempt at styling them had already hit the mark, which was terribly sweet of you.

Sweet but wrong.

Because now I look bloody amazing:


The dress is by Lazy Oaf, a London-based brand that I LOVE. I so wish they would expand their size range so all fatties can have this much fun with their clothing. (Domino Dollhouse’s latest collection is the closest a plus size range has come to speaking to me the way Lazy Oaf does.) This dress is marked as a size UK12-14, but it’s incredibly stretchy so I was able to fit my UK18 size body into it without much trouble. That said, my width and height does mean that the dress rides up like a mofo on me, requiring a black mini underneath to prevent flashing the odd flap.


I can now tick ‘Oversized chambray shirt’ off my ’90s extravanganza’ shopping list. Next target: a mini leather backpack. I’m already trawling etsy…

Dress: Lazy Oaf – size L. Currently available. (It’s also available on Asos.)
Denim boyfriend shirt: Asos – size UK18. Currently available.
Black skirt (worn underneath): Supre – size XL. Old collection.
Shoes: Buffalo x Solestruck – size 10. Currently available.

I am 1.72m/5’8″, somewhere between 90 and 95kg/200 and 210lbs and I normally wear an Australian size 16/UK size 18/US size 14-16. My measurements are 107-96-114cm/42-38-45 inches.

OoTD No. 30 – My mad fat obsession

Have you experienced the glory that is My Mad Fat Diary yet? (If you haven’t, a wonderful person has uploaded all of season 1 on youtube. It’s only six episodes, so you can/should/will knock it over in a day.) MMFD is a British TV series set in Lincolnshire in 1996 that follows a fat, 16 year old girl named Rae as she tries to navigate friends, family, boys, and life outside the hospital after four months of psychiatric care. It’s hilarious, heartbreaking, sometimes triggering and is the best best best best best best best.

Sharon Rooney – who plays Rae – is spectacular and has the most wonderfully expressive face I’ve ever seen. The writers have captured the mindset of a 16 year old girl perfectly (which is perhaps unsurprising, given the show is based on real life Rae Earl’s real life diary); I see a lot of my teenage self in Rae, and going by the #mmfd tag on tumblr, so do many young women. On top of all that, one of the things I love most about the show and its popularity is the fact that a poor, fat, female protagonist is openly and vocally loved by the viewers.

Though Rae has severe body image problems, she is strong and resilient with an awesome sense of humour. She is comfortable with her teenage sex drive and she is attractive to boys. Not only that, she is attractive to objectively good-looking boys.  Not only that, but fans are ACTIVELY AND FEROCIOUSLY SHIPPING a fat character and her totally lush love interest. It’s bloody brilliant and I never thought I’d see the day. Well done, Shaz :)

ANYWAY, back to me. In the last month, my relationship with MMFD has gone from seen-a-few-gifs awareness to a full blown, all-consuming obsession. Like, to the point of reading fanfiction on tumblr. To the point of downloading the season 1 playlists and (re)acquainting myself with the awesomeness of Oasis, the Stone Roses, and early to mid-90s dance music. To the point of finally getting on the 90s revival bandwagon and hunting down the perfect chambray shirt (on its way from Asos to me as I type), the perfect leather backpack (search is ongoing), and the perfect platform sneakers:



I’ve been desperate for a pair of Buffalo platforms since the Spice Girls were at their peak (both in popularity and height, ba doom tish). All glory to Solestruck for letting me live out my pop starlet/club kid/giantess fantasies. And I am a deadset giantess in them. Normally I am around 5’8″ but in these babies I am at least 6′ tall. Not so long ago, I used to get self-conscious about my height and whenever I had to wear heels I would walk with a bit of a hunch to appear less domineering. Not anymore. I feel positively Amazonian. I feel like I could stomp on people. I am loving it.

The shoes arrived last week so of course I wanted to wear them out the first chance I got. Unfortunately, my first chance was dinner at a fancy restaurant so the accompanying outfit is not as loud and inappropriate as I would like (though I suppose it does draw attention to the shoes)…


There’s room for improvement here, but this is a decent start.

Dress: Aje for Sportsgirl – size XL. Old collection.
Necklace: Sass & Bide. Old collection.
Shoes: Buffalo x Solestruck – size 10. Currently available.

I am 1.72m/5’8″, somewhere between 90 and 95kg/200 and 210lbs and I normally wear an Australian size 16/UK size 18/US size 14-16. My measurements are 107-96-114cm/42-38-45 inches.

Cherchez la Femme

You may have caught at the bottom of my last post that I’m appearing in something called Cherchez la Femme next week. I figured it was worth a long post because I am dead excited about this and everyone in Sydney reading this should totally come.

In a nutshell, CLF is a monthly digest of popular culture and current affairs from a feminist perspective that’s run by organiser extraordinaire, Karen Pickering (who also co-organised Slutwalk Melbourne, the first SlutWalk protest in Australia). Usually, CLF is held at the Gasometer Hotel in Collingwood, Victoria with each CLF focusing on something different; previous topics have included Feminism and Teaching, Feminism and Public Space, Feminism and Language, and in 2011 there was Feminism and Fat.

This time around it’ll be a bit different. This is the first time CLF has come to Sydney so the panel will be a mixed bag and the conversation will be more broad. Panellists at CLF Sydney are:

  • Nareen Young: CEO of the Diversity Council of Australia
  • Emily Maguire: Author of Princesses & Pornstars, Your Skirt’s Too Short & Fishing for Tigers
  • Van Badham: Author, playwright and activist. Currently Artistic Associate at Malthouse Theatre, Melbourne.
  • Catriona Wimberley: Postgraduate Fellow (and mega babe) at University of Sydney and the Australian Nuclear Science and Technology Organisation
  • and moi.

So with a cracking line-up like that, conversation can’t be anything but varied and super interesting.

Which is exactly why I love Karen for organising this event. So many public discussions about feminism (see Q&A‘s recent all-women panel) get bogged down in bullshit questions like “Is feminism still relevant?” and “Can women have it all?” which are so predictable and so boring it makes me want to vomit. By framing CLF as an explicitly feminist event, we can skip all that guff and get right into the meaty discussions. And it will be a discussion. As a panellist, I can tell you that we are not experts who will be telling you the way of things. Sure, we know shit but so do you, so it’ll be a conversation.

I’ll be wearing two hats while I’m up on stage. My activist hat – so I’ll be keen to chat about body image and fat acceptance – and my day job hat – so I’ll be chiming in on government and policy issues too. But I genuinely don’t know where the conversation will go and that is very exciting to me. (Personally, I can’t wait to hear about Catriona’s research.)

AND there will be half-time entertainment in the form of comedic cabaret babes Lady Sings It Better and jack-of-all-trades Andrew P Street will be playing his guitar.

So come along! Drink a beer! Say hello! It’s at 5pm, Sunday 21 April at the Vanguard, 42 King St Newtown. Get your tickets here (tickets will be available on the door if the show doesn’t sell out ahead of time).

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