Archive for March, 2011

OoTD No. 18 – I love culcha

The Boyfriend and I went to to see the Wendy Sharpe’s The Imagined Life exhibition*on Saturday, so I thought I should dress a bit nicer than the ’80s back-up dancer on her lunch break’ vibe I usually go for on weekends. It was the perfect opportunity to wear my beautiful new(ish) Jibri skirt.

Jibri is one of my favourite plus size brands out there. Her designs are classic, she offers many different colours and prints and they’re all beautifully made. Owner and designer Jasmine has got quite a bit of my money over the last couple of years.


Look! I’m wearing sleeves! I know I wax lyrical about my love for summer and I know I will whinge about my scaly skin all winter, but after drowning in humidity for the past few months (bloody La Niña cycle) I’m really looking forward to the cooler weather. 


I know there are a lot of cephalopod fans out there. To you I say: SUFFER IN YOUR JOCKS, LOSERS. My necklace is the best and you can’t have it.


I wore my last pair of patent leather brogues so often that they’re almost falling apart. Not to worry, I’ve replaced them with this much studier pair. Unfortunately, their sturdiness means they’re a jerk to break in; my poor feet hurt all day. They have an elastic panel on each side of the shoe, which means I never have to untie my laces ever ever ever (my laziness loves that).


I had to take these night time photos (hi there, red eye) as I realised I hadn’t shown off my lovely cK clutch in the day photos. It’s quite a simple fabric bag, but the colour is genuinely that bright and that yellow. I love it. I picked it up for a song (if songs retail for around $20) in the post-Christmas sales.


No, I'm not sure what I'm doing in this photo either.

This photo gives a good idea of how full the Jibri skirt is. I kind of love how it makes my sizable hips appear even bigger; a silhouette few plus size brands are willing to play with.

Dress (worn as top): Aje for Sportsgirl
Skirt: Jibri
Socks: We Love Colors
Shoes: Wittner
Necklace: Midnight Black
Bag: Calvin Klein

*The exhibition was fabber than fab. Wendy Sharpe’s paintings are beautiful, sexy and so very alive (I could stare at her SelfPortrait as Diana of Erskineville all day long). If you’re in Sydney, I really recommend going to see it and supporting a local artist in a non-profit gallery. For more info, click here.

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