MEET: Tara Stiles

Tara Stiles is one of those magnetic personalities. Not in a self-assertive, ostentatious, wild-hand-gesture-deep-in-debate kind of way. Not even in a mysterious, unsettlingly spiritual manner.

With Tara, it is what it is.

What you see is what you get.

Plus a few extra good vibes.

Seeing Double

24 hours later, a speedy hello from the sunny island of Bali.

When in Rome

The more I travel, the more I find myself packing for the destination, rather than touting a pinstripe man suit on a white sand beach. White cotton for Cote d’Azur, all-black for New York, and apparently breezy blues and Pendleton for a brief break in Bali.

Clarke Quay

The only time you’ll see me in just a dress and heels is if:
(a) it’s too damn hot to deal with anything else, in which case the heels probably wouldn’t even be there)
(b) I’ve lost the plot (indeed, I’m currently wearing a rather generous maxi situation in my frantic cramming for Tuesday morning’s exam) OR
(c) I’m doing filming work and nothing else looks good on camera.

The Cheat Sheet

Cutting corners, cutting squares.

Black Swan