I Heart Frankie

If you've spent time with me in the past couple of months you are probably aware of my growing magazine obsession. I've come to love them again. I used to be obsessed with magazines, I have countless issues of Dolly and Girlfriend tucked away in cupboards somewhere. However there came that time when I was just "too cool" and "too grown-up" to read those magazines. But I still wasn't allowed to move onto Cleo and Cosmo. So my magazine-reading ritual was at a halt. BUT NEVER FEAR, it's back again thanks to the lovely Marni who allowed me to read her issue of Shop on the way home from uni.

Since then I've tried out different magazines and come to appreciate what each one stands for. The other day I picked up Frankie Magazine simply because of the pretty pages (superficial, I know). But I absolutely adore all the photographs in the magazine, the matte-finish pages and the simplistic design. Most of all though, I love reading the articles. 

I don't think I've come across a magazine like this before. It's got so many interesting interviews, written experiences and life that's captured within the pages. I read the whole thing in two days and am quite sad that it only comes out every two months - now I have to wait until November to read the next issue.

So I guess this is just a little post to show my appreciation for beautifully written articles, the smell of new paper and simplicity we see through photographs and design.

Buy Frankie. It's worth a read.

Procrasticleaning

I do apologise for the lack of posts. The truth is, I got a bit bored of posting photos of new clothes I bought. Although my wardrobe has been updated quite the plenty over the past couple of weeks (and my bank account severely robbed), I just have not had the motivation to lay them out, take nice photos and show everyone. I don't know why. However. Upon the decision to skip my tutorial in order to work on my many assignments today, I found myself pumping up the music and cleaning what was a room that looked like it had been trashed. Now? It looks awesome. I got rid of old photos in frames of people I didn't even speak to anymore and printed out some fresh ones. I got out the windex and wiped down all the surfaces. And I rearranged all the various bottles of perfume, moisturiser and what not. And I found myself with the following.

Photographs of my precious ones. From left to right: Jazz, Marni, Sam and Sanj.

My growing magazine collection. What is that fat binded book on the end, you ask? Well it's a scrapbook made my my closest friend for my 16th birthday. It really is a masterpiece, featuring many embarrassing photos and wonderful messages. 

My current favourite magazines are Shop and Frankie. Vogue is okay. But if you ask me, flipping through pages filled with clothes that look like they belong in a museum combined with the odd piece you'd actually want to wear that's worth over $3,000, is a little bit confidence-shattering. Frankie is just... inspirational. I feel like it's Tumblr in a magazine. With cool photo effects, weird fonts and matte finish paper. 

Daisy Eau So Fresh by Marc Jacobs on the left there. Wearing this amazing scent every day. And my new love, Garnier Miracle Skin Perfector. Goodbye bronzer and clogged pores, hello natural glow and hydrated skin!

How I store my jewellery. Bracelets, rings, earrings and necklaces. But you know what, I'm so sick of my  silver jewellery turning brown. It's time to man up, save some money and invest in some sterling silver. In love with the stuff from Magnolia Silver Jewellery and this random one-off shop in St Ives. Love love love.

And, finally my workspace. Awesome stereo system with a massive subwoofer hidden under the bed. So when I play those tunes it really is music to my ears. My MacBook (RIP Steve Jobs). iPhone, and a wonderful view of my huge green backyard, with the occasional sleeping owl in the tree.

I hope I've bored you enough, sorry about that. Until next time... X