Stay Away From My Mansion House

I found it!!! I found the most perfect faux fur coat and it's so much fun. It's a bit big so I need to find an someone who can alter fur jackets but alas, I'm pretty proud of my purchases today. I bought a wonderful cream poncho yesterday too. Leah calls it "winter white" not cream. Haha. Though we all know winter white is a reference for things you put up your nose, not on your shoulders.

PKD bought a fantastic necklace yesterday from General Pants too. It's by Don't Ask Amanda. A statement piece, it's pretty eye catching. I'm urging her to wear it with an oversized tshirt all shredded up with suspender stockings and a bowlers hat, like I've seen about a bit lately but I don't think that will ever happen.
More my thing than hers really.

Also my new Minty Meets Munt cuff came in the mail today and it's glorious. I wanted it before we left for Europe and then when we arrived home nowhere had it so I thought I'd try my luck with emailing the brand and they were so lovely and helpful. It had sold out everywhere except frockyou.com.au and so I ordered it and it came in two days. I love receiving parcels, truly the greatest feeling.

Speaking of great feelings, thanks actually go out to father of mine for the gift voucher to some old wanky womens clothing store, which actually reps the goods more so than ever imagined. Picked up a suede tassled black bag which is fucking cute and a faux fur vest. Material things probably shouldn't make me this much of a happy girl. Oh well.

X

"Now, you ask, did she get that girl back?
She payed a visit to that mansion house
She knew the girl was not there
But her father was; in cufflinks with slicked-back black hair
He invited her in, they never sang a note
But she took off that rabbit fur coat"

Rabbit Fur Coat - Jenny Lewis and The Watson Twins

PKD's "Don't Ask Amanda" necklace. Amazing.

My girl crush. Actually amazing. Makes me want my chocolate brown hair back. Makes me realise I need to get to the gym. I also wish that she wouldn't say things like this when talking about girl strippers she once fell in love with because it makes me actually feel a bit flustered:

“She smelled like angels.”
Seriously?
“No. Well, she did smell good. Like vanilla. She was sort of a tough badass, but she’d do these beautiful slow dances to Aerosmith ballads. She had really long stick-straight hair and was Russian. I just liked her. She was really sadistic and sarcastic and funny.”

Minty Meets Munt cuff that arrived in the post.