by cecylia on January 10, 2011
It’s not everyday you get to hang out with the Wise Men from the East. Couldn’t find the third, so I’ve become a substitute. But I’m not wise enough to tell you which one is presenting the gold, myrrh or frankincense though…
I had the privilege of playing piano for my parent’s church. The beautiful blue stone church was once again a great back drop for some blog photos. I came here a while back to play piano for a friend’s wedding as well.
Outfit: vintage black lace top (Ebay, I got it for $1!! ONE DOLLAR!), Chloe horse shoe necklace, Les Petites dress (worn as jacket, because my top is pretty sheer on the back), Karla Spetic skirt, vintage shoes, Damselfly tiger ring.
I’ve been meaning to wear this Les Petites dress I got from Paris last March, but never found an occasion, so I wore it was a vest instead :)
How’s 2011 been treating you all? Have you all stuck to your New Year Resolutions? :) Do share!
by cecylia on April 9, 2010
The Sacre Coeur Basilica is the beautiful white Roman Catholic church situated on top of the Montmartre hill, named because many Christians were martyred there. This is the second time I have visited the church made from travertine stones. This stone constantly exudes calcite, which ensures that the basilica remains white even with weathering and pollution. Last time I came, it was summer and I wore a silk dress and carried around my Nici soft toy ‘Wolfgang’ – a wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing.
Standing outside the ornate copper door with the inscription I’m guessing is ‘The most sacred heart of Jesus’? Perhaps the white church reflects the holiness of God.
Last time I came I didn’t go to the very top so here I am! It was so cold, my cheeks are so red.
We walked up 300 steps to reach the top of the church. The view was breath-taking. Paris, even though was freezing, was still the most beautiful and romantic city in the world.
I found some graffiti.
Wearing a vintage cardigan, top and booties, Dr. Denim jeans and Pauric Sweeney bag. I brought these fun jeans along because in Melbourne, I could only wear it with a plain T shirt. I love Paris, you don’t need to think twice about dressing up.
by cecylia on January 29, 2010
I attended a wedding in January where I played piano. I haven’t played at weddings for a long time, I remember 10 years ago, I attended 3 weddings in 6 months and played piano at each one of them. I dusted off some old music and rummaged through my books and finally found some decent wedding-worthy songs – namely Wagner’s Bridal March, Pachabel’s Canon and Bach’s Jesu, joy of man’s desiring. Man, the rust had contaminated my unpracticed fingers as well. But thankfully, I managed to wing it.
I usually always frock up to weddings, I would pull out a vintage dress I haven’t had the chance to wear yet and step into some stilettos, grab a clutch and my camera and off I go. But this time, I decided to honour my desire for high-waisted silk pants and threw on this ensemble:
You know how much I love antique doors. So I had to pose in front of this blue one. Everything I’m wearing is vintage aside from the Witchery heels. I’ve had this beaded bag and my sea shell necklace for almost a decade. I rarely use the bag because it is so well made and I would hate for any bead to leave it. But today seemed like a good day to air it out. I am in love with this double-strap leather belt I found from a thrift shop. It adds structure to any outfit.
Here I am downing my very fast lunch- munching on a Chiko roll before taking my place at the piano.
After the wedding. I met up with some friends and had the most unusual pizza from World. It was served on a speech bubble-like cutting board and the pieces were cut vertically… There was only one slice with lamb, followed by pizza bread covered in carrots, potatoes and peas. It was also smothered in mint sauce. Not the best pizza I’ve ever had…
At least the street entertainment was better prepared. This lovely gentleman blew his pipes for hours. I heard him play ‘Amazing Grace’ before and after dinner. But where was his kilt?
I’ve got to tell you about the most unusual breakfast ever! I had 10 macaroons from La Tropezienne cafe for brekkie. It was a little bit of a sugar overload but my system loved it. Macaroons are the most decadent dessert. They have an amazing texture and I had 8 different flavours! I think my favourite was the strawberry, to my surprise. And even though the best macaroons are the ones I had in Paris, I would definitely recommend these La Tropezienne macaroons to anyone who likes them.
And another unusual event of the week: Theodore has discovered my fashion magazines… and he seems to like Angelina.
Is he winking?
by cecylia on January 23, 2010
Last Sunday was a glorious day. Not a cloud in the sky, very hot and dry – typical of Melbourne weather. Recently, I’e been quited obsessed with my vintage Laurentino bag- it is hand-made from the finest raffia and butter-soft leather straps. It is my summer tote and carry-all. And to my surprise, I can find my phone to pick up calls on time! Oh guys, remember that we had our cameras stolen? Well, insurance has given us a new camera to replace our old Cannon. Check out the pictures.
Everything I’ve thrown on is vintage, except the lace-up espadrilles. My silk blouse was Mom’s, I am really into nude/beige right now. The pink necklace was a recent find in a thrift shop, tiny beads knotted together. I have to say that I have been quite disappointed with most of my vintage beaded necklaces, they all seem to break a the most crucial time, on the dance floor, for example. I am surprised I have not suffered from a broken ankle by tripping over the beads yet. I love my sailor striped Jane Hamilton skirt because it is so comfortable.
Who said that church goers are bland and boring? Here is my friend Vicki, remember her wedding? Her blue dress was heavenly on her figure.
After church, I headed over to my friend Jo’s farewell drinks at the Belgian Beer Garden. There were SOoooOOOO many people. In the end, I finally found her, dressed in a gorgeous apricot dress. To my surprise, we have both embraced the stripey-bottom-half-look.
After Jo’s, I had to dash off to a dinner party. Thank God my wedges are so comfortable. And thank God for good friends. I hope to see Jo in Paris in March. :D
