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My sister brought these doll crackers home from Japan. They have tasty  peanut heads!

currently lusting over

See by Chloe studded leather ankle boots

Burberry Prorsum cutout leather sandals

I would really be happy with either (or both) of these shoes right now

And also out of some strange lust for patent leather I kind of want these

Dr. Martens Diva patent boots

Very very tempting...especially since they're in my price range (the others will be in my possession in my dreams only for now).

...do I put off getting my lenses fitted in my new frames and get these instead, or do I just go ahead with the glasses and hope that I don't regret not buying these?

snapshots

We were such dorky tourists, but we loved it!

hammering in my head don't stop

home!

I half wish I was still in Tokyo, but now I have more reason to go back...though maybe next time I will try to exert a lot more control over my spending. I kept myself awake through the entire flight home working out how much I had actually spent during the trip and hoping I hadn't overdrawn my account (I had!).

My bank balance was nowhere near as frightening as my international phone bill though

these boots were made for walkin'

Yesterday my dream shoes walked right under my nose and then off across Federation Square. At the time I was sitting outside Chocolate Buddha with my family have dinner before the football and as soon as I noticed them I squealed and grabbed my mothers arm pointing madly at them. For the rest of the meal I sat daydreaming about how fabulous it would be to own those shoes and plotting with my brother about tackling the lucky wearer to the ground and tearing them off her feet and making a run for it if she walked past again (unfortunately she didn't).

I would give up anything to have both the cage sandal and boots, they honestly make my heart skip a beat. After lusting over photos of them for months seeing them in person they look even more amazing.

For now I suppose I'll just have to stick with my Siren version of the shoe

I'm giving these some serious consideration as an addition to my luggage for Japan, but letting my sensible side win is the safer option...I don't think I'd manage walking around all day in them, on a night out definitely possible, but not a full day of walking and catching public transport in an unfamiliar city.

On the subject of packing, I've been restricted to a carry on bag (boo). Currently I've got a change of clothes for each day perched on top of my case, but I may have to cull a few items when I pack tomorrow night. Fingers crossed that I wont have to!

slow day

bang bang bang on the door baby

Quick jump back to Friday night.

Spring Fashion Week in Melbourne and the Designer Series Show #4 (Alpha 60, Antipod!um, Arnsdorf, Fat, Gary Pigeni, Obus and TV).

I have to say it was kind of disappointing, though I don't know  whether to pin it on  the clothes coming down the runway or the uncoordinated models wearing them (think of Thunderbirds and that's the kind of walk we were seeing...I don't understand how people find it so hard to walk in low heels).

I think I also lucked out in the ticket department by buying balcony seats instead of ground level but hey, can't win them all.

I did like the set-up of the stage/runway.

It was however quite amusing watching the latecomers argue with the ushers about the lack of seats (thankfully I overheard someone talking about the balcony seating and its first-in-best-dressed seating and grabbed Bec as soon as she found me to get upstairs)...unfortunately for them the show had been overbooked and everyone without a seat had to stand against the wall.

After the show we went on a cocktail hunt, which ended with us at a Mexican place on toorak road for Margaritas and nachos. It probably took us a good hour (maybe more?) to finish it all off...a good effort considering the size of our glasses. The night after that was a somewhat brief, yet entertaining nonetheless, adventure around Melbourne, stopping for more drinks at Bec's apartment and then back in to the city to check out the afterparty for the show (we stayed for five minutes) and then a wander around Sorry Grandma (to watch some guy projectile vomit as he made a dash for the bathroom) I did miss Josh's/any good male friends company with the random guys and their awful awful pick-up lines. Hanging out with a mainly all male group the majority of the time I'm not used to being approached and the whole situation just leaves me feeling awkward and a tiny bit scared...especially when there are short bogans yanking on  my hand and not letting go when I'm walking out of a bar so they can talk to me. Not cool...I want my safety net/boyfriend when I go out.

An idea of how big our monster drinks were. They seemed bottomless I swear. Took the wrong lens with me so close up shots that night were almost impossible.

little creatures

Second day of spring and the weather was perfect. So good Olivia and I considered celebrating with the first Wednesday drinks at Rooftop for the season, but instead we decided to check out the Little Creatures Dining Hall in Fitzroy. 

As if you wouldn't pass up home made chips and beer for lunch!

Before we went for lunch we went for a quick visit to the outlet store on Brunswick Street. I ended up leaving with a coral coloured Alannah Hill sample dress and this crazy little collar which Olivia was happy to model while we waited for our chips.

It's cute as...haven't worked out what I'll wear it with yet but it is fun to play around with.

lusting over

Acne A/W 09 Atacoma wedges.

I'll take one pair in a size 40 thanks!

one more to join the masses

Following the lead of others, I'm nothing more than a sheep but what can I say...there must be some contact with the world.

I bring all the best intentions of photo updates and nonsensical blabber about a not so subtle addiction to footwear.

But we shall see