anyone who has read this blog for a while would know my distaste for so-called ‘fast fashion’. i don’t mean to sound snobbish; i just think there’s a lot to be said for buying quality over quantity (if only my stomach was so easily convinced…).
however, unfortunately i am not made of money, and, after this week, i will be officially unemployed (ugh: more on that later). thus, my already-very-small non-essentials budget will dwindle to zero. or less than zero, really (though i’m not going to develop some mad heroin addiction to deal with it).
thank god i love second-hand shopping; no money + no work = heaps of time to trawl the aisles of savers for bargains.
and thank god for topshop, who make clothes that are inexpensive, mostly well-made and slightly bonkers. because while i think a little-black-dress is good in theory, i’m always drawn to the not-quite-right colours and cuts that topshop do so well (why are australian high-street shops so shit?!).
and don’t get me started on those sandals in the last picture… <3
i have recently developed an obsession for market lane coffee at the vic market.
i don’t visit the market anywhere near as often as i should – the food selection is truly exceptional – mostly due to a reluctance to catch a tram on the weekends (some may call it laziness; each to their own). but since discovering market lane’s drip coffee (served in samantha robinson cups, no less) things have changed and i have found myself there much more frequently.
the coffee is that good.
i realise that this post probably seems as if it has been sponsored by tourism victoria (melbourne! victoria market! trams! coffee!), but really: it was just an excuse to show you these beautiful pictures…
after seeing this post about nicola yeoman on my love for you i didn’t think it could get any better.
but then i found these pictures…
1950s and 1960s childrens books from korea at 50 watts
it makes me happy that things like this are being preserved and re-appreciated by a new generation
happy australia day / burns night x
photo by public bookstore
the images above represent the current state of my torso, front and back, because i seem to have developed pityriasis rosea, which is an incredibly harmless but extremely ugly skin rash.
ew, gross. i know. too much information, perhaps. apologies. but it is a tad uncomfortable having to wear buttoned-up-collars and to-the-elbow-sleeves in 35c heat. plus, it’s not contagious, or ‘dirty’, so chill.
my doctor told me that PR (oh yes: i’m down with the lingo) usually only affects teenagers and people in their twenties, which i am not. (just, people. i’m not going senile yet).
i was slightly flattered.
by a V I R U S.
i’m VERY easily bought, it seems…
photos by damien correll
i think the jealous curator is the best name for a blog ever.
i am jealous of that name; it’s slightly more inspired than anne louise likes.
(fact: i originally wanted to call this blog anne louise likes cheese – for absolutely no other reason than it rhymed and was pretty much the first name that came in to my head – but it was too long, meaning that the web address was going to have to be shortened to anne louise likes che. and i didn’t want it to look like i was some che guevara tshirt wearing wannabe; thus anne louise likes it was. hmm…probably could have thought that one through a little longer…).
anyway – thanks to the jealous curator – i am now also jealous of claire falkenberg, too.
these pics are mad.
you know, i mean it in the absolutely best-possible way when i say that these are the sort of clothes i always hope to find when op-shopping.
old, worn in t-shirts, slightly bonkers prints, and baggy eighties cuts. (okay, perhaps not so much the baggy eighties cuts…)
high praise, sincerely.
that said, i can imagine that although these suno items are many cuts above the selection at my local savers branch, they wouldn’t look as classy on me.
dude; i can make anything look cheap. without even trying. effortlessly.