The Tuft

Fanny different Angle Cropped This is a different type of post today. The magnificent man you see above is Nathaniel, and today was his last day in the Tufty Hidey Hole Cafe that he was running with his friend Tom (unfortunately Tom wasn't there when I was, but he was as much a part of this wonderful space as Nathaniel)


The Tufty was more than just a cafe. Nathaniel and Tom had turned it into a creative sanctuary, hosting art nights, poetry readings and Jazz Jams. Even the shop front was a work of art, posing as a blackboard for whoever was game enough to ask for some chalk.




There was also always a friendly face to great you. It was a home masquerading as a coffee shop.




It's funny. I almost didn't go in today. I had a tiny bit of spare time, and it was a few mins before closing time. I figured if the had stopped serving coffee I could always pop my head in and say hi. I'm really glad I decided to go in and have one last mocha. (Nathaniel literally makes the best coffee)



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It may be the end of the Tufty, but I'm certain whatever Nathaniel (and Tom) pursue next will have the same strong community surrounding it, because it's not the walls that make a home, it's the people in it.


I'll leave you now with a few shot I took of the space today. Tom and Fanny, thankyou so much for creating such an amazing space <3 I'm sure your next adventure will be even better :)

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Fox Skirt feat. My dogs!

wpid-c360_2014-12-01-18-49-23-445.jpg I decided to take photos of yesterdays outfit in the back garden.


My favourite thing about taking photos in the back garden is that I get to have my dogs in my photos


The dog I'm petting in the photo above is Bubbles. We adopted her 9 years ago from the local RSPCA. We adopted Noodle a year later. It's weird to think we've had them so long because they both act like puppies. (although, noodle is the most puppy like. As much as I love her, she's a bit dense...)


So Yeah, Dogs are great!


Tulle and polka dots.

wpid-c360_2014-11-25-18-08-10-473.jpg So this is actually the outfit I wore on Tuesday (I was going to post it yesterday, but the woy woy idiots made me too angry).


It was super hard to shoot this space the way I wanted to because the sun was constantly peeping in and out of the clouds. If only artificial light wasn't so blah.

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I think I'm starting to get the hang of this loose chiffon blouse thing as well! I'm glad I've worked it out in time for summer, because it means I might have a fighting chance at maintaining my style without feeling too hot!


Misogynist teenage bogans: AKA Why I maintain tunnel vision while in public

wpid-camera_20141126194826823.jpg Today was quite an eventful day. It started out with having coffee with Ro and Adam, which was very lovely, then followed by an awful afternoon full of teenage misogynist bogans, and then topped off by an Orchestral rehearsal which left me tired and Hangry.

I was verbally assalted by 3 separate packs of teenage boys this afternoon within the space of an hour. The first event was when I was getting out of my car to take outfit photos. Two boys no older than 14 yelled out various versions of "hey sexy" and "nice ass"

The second event was at a local Mc Donalds, where I was greeted with more "hey sexy" and variations thereof by slightly older boys.

The third was when I was buying a drink from the servo. This bogan was probably about 17ish 18 ish. He was wearing shorts, and one of those racerback singlets with the huge armholes and low neckwhich shows off all the "alpha male muscles bro ha ha footy"ness of their physique.

Finally, to top off these three events, I was told that I was asking for it because of the way I had dressed that day. I can 100% guarantee had I been male, wearing shorts and nothing else , I wouldn't have heard a peep from the young lads in woy woy.

So, After that word vomit, this is what I wore today.


This outfit may be unusual, but in no way is it provocative. I'm wearing long sleeves for goodness sake! My shorts may be short, but the length still has a good 5 cm's on the current lengths of store bought short shorts.

I don't even know why I'm trying to justify why my outfit shouldn't be commented on in such an inappropriate way. I am not an object. I am human and should be treated as such. The behavior displayed by the bogans this afternoon is inappropriate and dehumanizing. Their behaviour aims to not only put me down, but to make me feel less than, and to make my gender feel less than.

I suppose I just can't believe that such uncivilized people still exist in today's society. I think the saddest thing is that these boys will probably have children one day, and these children will be taught that this behaviour is ok. The only way for these children to ever have a chance at not continuing the sexism cycle is for people (especially women) to come out and talk about these experiences.


The next time you experience sexist behaviour, I emplor you to speak out publicly against it. It's the only way to create a safe an equal enviroment for ourselves, and our future generation.


It's a floral kind of day.

wpid-20140626_130502.jpg Today was a day for flowers and coffee, (and by coffee I mean hot chocolate)


Coat: Don't remember, Shirt: Home made, Shorts: Thrifted, Belt: Alannah Hill, Tights: ebay, socks: Top shop, Shoes: thrifted.



Also this is the hot chocolate I had at the press.




I don't have many words because I'm a little burnt out from semester. Hopefully there will be more words tomorrow!!