talk is cheap my darling

(scarf from japan, MarketHQ jumper, Ruby Sees All skirt, Zara mules, SummerCharades clutch)

Wash angora before you wear it.

This was the main thing I learnt today as I wandered across the city leaving behind a trailing puff of fibres. You could probably trace my steps from Glebe to Surry Hills if you tried hard enough. By the time I arrived home I resembled somebody who had just body slam greeted a polar bear.

Today’s incident behind, I definitely see myself wearing this knit well into winter (picturing it with tailored white pants and falling in love all over). Heck, it’s the closest I've gotten to owning a Maltese dog so malting and all, I’ll take it!

I’m a week off having finished my degree for good- it’s the last minute exam preparation scramble where I’m kicking myself for googling images of Kanye West when I should have been paying attention in class. Late night cram sessions are made worth it though when they’re finished off the right way- mexican food and throwback sing-a-longs in the car ride home (shout out to the homie Ian for pulling through on the killer tracks!)

Speaking of which, ta-ku dropped this tune this morning and I’ve had it on repeat since. Get amongst it.