Heya, my name is Sharna. I am a designer that lives in Brisbane, Australia where the winter day time temp does not often get lower than 20 degrees celsius, although we think our winter is freezing………I know, I know right, who ever said an Aussie gal was tough. So in saying this weather really does dictate what you wear.
It’s summer in Australia at the mo so that means festival time. Today was all about Gold Coast Parklands, Good Vibrations festival, it was a wicked line up and a wickedly, hot day. Hot, sexy, chiquita’s a plenty and the order of the day were the 3 ‘S’s “shorts, sexy and see thru”. It was freakin crazy to see how many girls were sporting shorts of some form or another, mainly the faded, v.short, ripped denim kind. The girls pulled out no stops and you could feel the sass and love in the air.
Six year ago I went on holiday to Morocco. My boyfriend was under the impression that we were going on a “surf trip” and was just as excited as I was. In reality the surf and sun for me was only additional freebees. The true nature of my visit was to locate a pair of moroccan boots, which, after searching every corner of every souk I could see (and convince my boyfriend to visit), I did!
These boots were made for walking…and dancing. And everything in between.
I recently bumped into Virginia one half of the design duo behind Belle Sauvage at the War magazine party. A pretty little Argentinian girl with a perfectly pointed fringe, it was the surrealist digital print on her dress that caught my attention. A great ambassador for her label, it turned out that this was one of her own pieces created with design partner Christian Neuman.
I rarely plan my outfits until just before I go out which probably explains why I arrive everywhere late. I still remember going on a date with someone a few years ago and being half impressed and half disgusted by the fact that they chose their work outfits for the whole week on the Sunday. I’d find that level of personal sartorial organisation both impossibly difficult and creatively repressing as it would preclude the creative expression which gives me such a buzz when I choose my outfit before each outing.
This is the Day 1 of a 5-day autobiographical snapshot into the sartorial world of blogger and friend of Bitching and Junkfood, ManAboutWorld. It’s mid-week in June in his apartment somewhere in Bermondsey…
Our lovely friend, mentor and fellow Crabbies drinker Ornamental Confier was clearing out his book closet and dropped round to our studio with a surprise for the BITCHY girls – Chicks on Speed – It’s a Project. Every page of the book is sliced up and mishapen as is the cover – it didn’t fit on his shelves so he felt it time to pass on and knew it would resonate with the creative trip we’re on.
I am growing increasingly interested in videography as a means of communicating messages in fashion. I don’t have a TV anymore. I don’t have time to watch one. I still getting lost in a screen although it’s moments rather than hours at present. I guess it now comes to a question of quality rather than quantity so I can fit in short stories like the above and satisfy my visual needs.
It seems all wrong. Today I am sitting on the second floor in my warehouse literally in my sweat shop writing a post about fur in Summer. Summer and myself don’t really get on. Transparent white skinny limbs look no good in short jumpsuits and maxi dresses. Bring on the darkness and bring back fur.
Due to torrential rain and my powers of persuasion(very finely tuned) I’ve managed to get a real SHOP for our pop-up store.
It’s great because it’s right beside my favorite Cafe in Hackney Wick where there’ll be art installions, film screenings and a barbeque. Our new neighbors have just opened a phenomenal live/work gallery space. The private view was rammed last night. So if you want to get cultured-up, shop, or just hang out with us come join the fun plus the street part is just around the corner so we can dress you up in our love and then get you trashed.
It’s really nice to still have friends in fashion buying cause they earn shit loads of money and can afford to bring me to really nice places for dinner – something anyone starting their own business struggles with.
