Mohave Warrior

January 16, 2013

The ultimate guide to transeasonal dressing. Be confused.





When your city of residence can’t decide whether to give you nimbus or cirrus sky fluff, or the climate in your corner of the world never really required a complete Winter nor Summer wardrobe (bikinis in Sydney are quite sufficient), you find yourself in an interesting transeasonal limbo for most of the year, which I (for the most part) quite enjoy. Certainly my wardrobe has been so incomplete as of late that I stole Alex’s BONDS chesty as soon as I sheepishly returned his pseudo-Margiela, and proceeded to tackle a thousand-long list of errands, projects, emails and admin that I’d been putting off for the past week. Don’t do that.

But somehow, my jigsaw of of textures and seasons held up reasonably well, and so here I am: attempting to break down its visual nonsense in such a way that you might think I’m mildly intelligent, or perhaps just calculated, or perhaps just a total loser. Hear me out. The way I see it, each piece is somehow compatible with at least one other in the equation in very different aesthetics, sure – but compatible. My new Phillip Lim (finally a bag that doesn’t look like a duffle bag and actually fits all of my devices, a pair of shoes and a jacket) and my favourite winter skirt would raise no eyebrows had a leather shell top or bomber, say, been on my top half. The chesty might have been more at ease with some torn-up denim, and white clogs/sunnies might not have seemed so ridiculous with a printed bikini in between. So you can see that somewhere between noticing my neon teal nails and contemplating the extremeties of Summer and Winter in one picture, a passerby might a) keep walking and/or b) begin to see that there is a method in this madness.

Now let’s have a moment of contemplation in clogs. This time a year ago, the blogosphere was ablaze with clogs. Platform clogs, boot clogs, open clogs, rain clogs, beach clogs, fleece-lined clogs. To me the word sounded unrefined and clumsy – but of course I was deluded by the Miu Miu glorification of this humble block of Amsterdam, and came to accept its more comfortable heights and shank straps with subconscious reservations. Nonetheless, when I fell on my face one sunny morning and took a chunk out of my favourite Swedish Hasbeens clunkers, I will admit that I felt like something was missing from my life – much more than just a jagged cube of untreated wood.

So, upon finding this almost-flat pair that doesn’t make quite as much noise on boardwalks (hallelujah), I decided the next few weeks before I fly out to New York would be dedicated to appreciating their impossibly comfortable could-be-a-slipper foot love.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I’m so glad you all enjoyed the imagery I shot for the Josh Goot giveaway! If you haven’t already entered, what’s wrong with you. Really. $1329.00 worth of perfect bonded silk and purple reptile printed goodness could be yours. GO.

And now, I’m going to eat sushi.

Alex‘s BONDS Chesty – 3.1 Phillip Lim Pashli Satchel – White Suede Leather Wrap Skirt (similar HERE and HERE) – Windsor Smith Gisele White Leather Clogs – Butter London Nail Lacquer – Le Specs Sunglasses