Emeralds on Mustard.

I'm going through a tough mental period at the moment which is resulting in a loss of motivation, and most worryingly for me, a loss of motivation to get dressed. It's not that I have nothing to wear (because that's absolutely not how I feel) it's more that I'm struggling with the combination of early mornings that my school bands require, the late nights that my performances and rehearsal require and the bitter cold that is the Australian winter. I basically want to spend 24/7 rugged up in multiple comfy layers of knit and blankets. 

All of those things put together mean that I'm basically throwing on a pair of thick tights, a plain, but nice enough dress and my favourite coat, which there's absolutely nothing wrong with, but it leaves me feeling "not put together" and dowdy. I miss colour, unexpected details and the motivation to have those things, but I don't currently have the energy or control over my exhaustion levels to change my mindset or patterns. 

I'm going to get real for a sec here. The way I'm feeling is not normal. I've been in this place many times before and usually I've had the luxury of time to get help so I can dig myself out of this hole. I've not got that luxury this time around. All of my time (During clinical hours) is taken up with immovable work, and I'm holding it together "well enough" that on good days I can convince myself that there's nothing wrong and I'm being an idiot. 

The day I put this outfit together was one of these aforementioned good days. I had energy the night before, and got up before I had to (which is a rarity these days). I really dig the combination of mustard and emerald (and I have no idea why I haven't combined these colour before!). I'm not really sure where this post was going, but a jumble of words is all I can manage at the moment. 

Tartan and Trim

I made a thing! And it helped to disperse some of the negative feelings I've been having lately. 

I've been working on using up the fabric in my fabric box and trim in my trim box. Both bits of clothing related stuff had been sitting in my sewing box for like 3 or 4 years, and now will get to see the light of day (semi) regularly as this super cute tartan and trim pleated skirt. 

The construction process of the garment was actually pretty tough. First off, it took me ages to decide where to place the trim. I too-ed and fro-ed over placing it near the waist, near the hem, or below the hem for a good 15 mins, then I had 5 attempts at pleating (and re-pleating) the skirt, which took a good hour.  

I've made a lot of pleated skirts in my time, so the time it took me to construct was quite a surprise. I'm really happy with how it turned out though. The waist fringe is a super cute detail, and the actual construction is some of my neatest work! 

I paired it with this feather collared jumper I picked up op-shopping because the movement in the feathers 1) balances out the movement of the trim and 2) brings out the red in the tartan. The Converse were quite an unconventional choice of footware, but add an interesting twist to the "classic" feeling of the rest of the outfit. 

Grey Sunflowers.

I'm a bit sick of talking about my feelings, especially at the moment and especially here. All of my posts recently have been about my negative feels, and I don't want this space to be about that. 

Unfortunately it's pretty hard to not talk about the massive funk which I've found myself in when it takes up a good percentage of my brain. To break the 4th wall for a second, I've literally been sitting here for a good half hour trying to write about something other than my feelings, and it's just not happening. 

Part of the funk is definitely because I haven't made new clothes recently. I've talked about this before, but making outfits is hard for me when I'm not making new clothes frequently, but then again, making clothes is hard when all I want to do is watch netflix. 

These are all super duper first world problems, but gosh darn it, I really don't care at the moment. I'm allowed to feel not great even when others have it way worse. Anyway, those are my thoughts in all of their raw, rambly glory. 

Gothic Lace

Not going to lie, this week has been pretty tough. I had a bunch of unpleasant work stuff happen, and have been in a state of feeling angry/powerless regarding the 2016 Australian Budget (TLDR, Malcom Turnbull is basically Tony Abbott). 
 

Anyway, I'm just going to leave you all with Thursdays outfit and paint myself out of my misery. 

Fairy in the Woods

When it comes to fashion I can be quite particular. I'm fussy about colour, material, silhouette comfort and sometimes even "category (ie, shirts, blouses, shorts etc) Until this year, a clothing category I never used to wear (and in fact would steer clear of) were jumpers (aka, sweaters) 

I don't know why it's taken me so long to start wearing jumpers (specifically knit jumpers). They're comfy, and warm, and usually super stylish. Actually thinking about it now, I use to have this preconceived idea that jumpers were to be warn as over things, not as foundation layer. (I can thank Anna from melodic, thrifty and chic for enlightening me. She always wears and layers her clothes in unexpected ways)

This upcoming winter, for me at least, wearing jumpers as shirts is going to be a big part of my style. I'm such a sook when it coms to being cold, and I highly doubt I'll be cold if I'm wearing a singlet, jumper and coat. 

In the spirit of falling in love with knit, I've been thrifting a lot of knit. I tend to gravitate towards cable knit and larger chunkier knits, with bonus points for sparkles and unusual details. I picked up this flower jumper the other day. It's super warm, and super soft. It also looks super vintage-y in a fairy princess sort of way. 

I also (begrudgingly) acquired a new handbag recently. Remember that pretty pink handbag I did a post on a few months ago? The bag wasn't well made, and the materials weren't strong. I'd been repairing the shoulder strap on one side for a few months, but when the other side of the shoulder strap decided it was time to disintegrate it was time to lay it to rest.  

I found this bag at the Channon Markets whilst we were on tour. It's slightly smaller, but fits just as much inside (with a bit of room left over).