Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashion. Show all posts

Friday, May 17, 2013

I decided I was going to host a party for anyone who wanted to come around tonight, tomorrow and Sunday as Eurovision weekend FINALLY kicks off in Australia.

This was only on Wednesday.

With two days to think about how I could make it more than just sitting in front of a TV with some nibbles for food (although I've got plenty of that and plan to actually cook for the final), I consulted the SBS website on how to make it a party.

But looking at what to wear, I didn't have time to source crazy glitter outfits. Any stuff I have possibly relevant is back in Adelaide!

So I decided to look to some of the recent successes and found their fashion choices to be rather minimalist.

For three nights of partying, these options are easy.

Night one: 2012


Loreen was amazing. Throwing away traditional Eurovision fare to ride to success with a minimalist performance and a great club track.

While I don't have anything like this cardigan, baggy black trousers and a flowy black dress (also keeping in trend with the mullet dress look) works fine. Let your hair down and feel the earth with your (bare) feet.

Flexible and comfy!
 
Night two:  2004
 
 
Sakis Rouvas. Aaaahhhh. One of Greece's greatest Eurovision performers. He was robbed. Stole the show in this get-up.
 
My white jacket's in Adelaide, but the rest is easy enough. Just make sure to roll the top up to show those abs.
 
Just hold in that stomach reeeeeal tight.
**This costume also applies for Dima Bilan in 2006, just change to white shoes.

Night three: 2010


Lena stormed to a win with her distinctive voice and quirky lyrics - and she looked pretty great too. Then she upped the simple fashion stakes in 2011. Awesome.

Simple!
Do you think I've pulled it off? Have a favourite?

Are YOU attending a Eurovision party and dressing up?

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

I don't know whether I'm reorganising, evaluating, or just rediscovering. But wow, what a week. Crazy crazy times since learning I've moving halfway across Australia, and yet I feel like I still have forever and everything's pretty chilled. Newsflash: three weeks is NOT forever. Definitely not enough time to shed the holiday weight - discovering I've almost grown a dress size shouldn't really have surprised me as much as it did... but being able to do something about it now makes me feel much better.

Finding a place to live is already proving difficult when no-one thinks its important to immediately reply to you. That goes for ordering a simple furniture package too. Which I won't even get all of straight away. A month without couches if I stick with the colour I really want - fun!

Guess there's not much I can do right now. It's times like these that I find myself believing in astrology a bit more and how much Mercury retrograde can affect you (four times a year communications and contracts can be foggy and create hassle). Apparently it finishes by the week's end - thank goodness. Communication with pretty much everyone at some point since returning to Adelaide has not been the easiest and I can only pin this on it. Or just that no-one wants to talk to me, but I'd rather steer away from that theory.

To better things. Returning to Fresh has been great fun and I'll miss it all over again after the next few weeks. Work-wise, found some $2 bargains at Vinnies during a surprise sale - silky black maxi skirt, Target tweed blazer and Country Road black blazer. Yes, Country Road. For $2. WIN. This was after finding other bargains in Sportsgirl.

Then today. I begun what I'm calling The Ultimate Pack. Best to start with clothes before shoes and accessories of course (not least because I'll slowly die trying to accept the fact I'll be leaving three quarters of my shoe collection behind) - and five hours later I feel like I've accomplished something. Whether it'll all fit in two suitcases with shoes etc. is to be determined. But it was so much fun re-exploring my entire wardrobe. Felt like such a GIRL mixing up new outfits. Dubbo won't know what hit it!
Couldn't help but take some photos. Office me (excuse my cheesy face):

Something different: