BASKET CASE

Happy Tuesday friends and lovers! It’s a fresh week and I’m coming in HOT with a brand new outfit post; shot on location on a recent (and transformative) trip to Bali with two of my greatest loves known forever more as… Candice.

Three mildly outrageous South African girls cruising the magical Indonesian island; you best believe there are stories and photos to last a lifetime. And I had no shame in putting the girls to work on vacation (that’s what friends are for, riiiiiiiight?), asking them to shoot in mosquito-riddled beachside parks and alleyways, from Canggu to Ubud. Sometimes you just cute AF and need that moment to be captured. #doitforthefans

I’ll be posting a Bali-dedicated blog soon, with places to stay and eat – but mostly eat – and general photos of me being an international fashooon superstar. Just kidding. Kinda.

And after wholly tapping into my most altruistic self; being in Bali also meant a little shopping. And one piece of which I am now the very proud owner is (a version of) the insanely covetable Cult Gaia Ark in white bamboo. The markets are sprawling with knock-offs of the It-Bag brand and when they’re that easily available *and that cheap* you KNOW ya girl gon’ purchase one. They’re fabulous for Instagram and elevate the simplest of outfits but good Lord are they impractical. Talk about NOT being #fashionandfunction.

However, amongst the saltwater, sunburn and sea air I couldn’t think of a better place to shoot my latest fav fashion piece. Complimented by a beautiful baby blue wrap dress (a silhouette I’m excited to delve into for the summer) from Catarinkie aka Catherine; this lewk was born.

So there you go darlings. A little tropical dip from yours truly. And all the love and thank yous to my sensational Bali Babes Jess and Cath for allowing me to indulge in this frivolity and for being such supporters. #empoweredwomenempowerwomen

Sandals: Mr. P

Dress: Woolworths

Bag: Bali market

Sunnies: Vintage

luckily for me mozzies don’t like this Jewish blood. not so lucky for Jess and Cath #sozgalz

most probably eyeing out the other hotel guests who kept ruining my shots

if I were a queen on Ru Paul’s Drag Race I would call this look ‘serving up step wife goes on holiday and fights with the local cuisine realness’. WHAT IS THIS HAND NINA?

Until next time xxx

Haute Hoodlum

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PUFF PUFF PASS

For those of you who were reeled in by the title… soz it’s not what you think (#falseadvertising) but welcome anyway and please stay. For those of you who just missed me while I was gone; fear not because I’m back! And I have treats.

Plot twist; I’m the treat!

I recently teamed up with my incredibly talented friend Alan Redfern aka @visualyzethis (check him out on IG) to shoot one of the last possible winter-ish outfit posts in the 852. As Nelly said; it’s getting hot in here. And with summer fast approaching, it’s time to retire the coats and boots and get ready for 32 degree, 100% humidity, overcast rainy days. And junk boats. Remember the junk boats, Nina. Remember.

So while I could, I wanted to shoot the jacket of the AW’18 season: the puffer. Knowing that this is truly only a trend piece (with it being literally everywhere, in every colour and variation last winter); I stuck with this faded mint poof from local brand Maple because ain’t nobody got time to be dropping dollar on something that you can only wear a handful of times, especially in HK (there was already definitely some undercover shvitzing going on here anyway). I like the idea of playing with volume and aesthetics – a sleek, feminine dress paired with hard, worn boots and a mahooosive jacket, all cinched with another new staple: a belt bag. Aka the cooler cousin of the fanny pack; a trend I first (re)delved into last year over Clockenflap weekend. Except in all honesty that was just a stellar example of a functional, K-Way inspired hiking bag and was in almost no way cute at all. And that’s about all the inspo there was for this post. I loved this outfit. I wanted to shoot. I had Monday off. I have amazing friends. Temperature rising.

Massive shoutout to Alan for stepping out of his photographic comfort zone and shooting fashooooooooon. This wonderful boy has been perfecting his surrealist snaps over the last few years; stretching the viewers’ perspectives in unison with the lines and proportions of the images themselves. He now makes videos too, capturing the beautiful essence of the life we live. You’re so talented chom.

Boots: Zara

Suede dress: Zara

Belt bag: Maple

Puffer jacket: Maple

Necklaces: Mamma Mich

Picasso earrings: Select18

Sunnies: Rayban

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digging for treasure

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a sense of home and connection in these two beautiful Magen David’s from my mamma
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ART. and the pictures are nice too.

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probably needed a tan for this one

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Until next time xxx

Haute Hoodlum

DEBBIE DENIM

Anyone who knows me knows that when I first moved to Hong Kong I had a flourishing career as a food critic and certified Snapchat vlogger…

JK I just had a portmanteau with my darling Matt Antinucci and we snapped our two hour lunch adventures through Kowloon Bay #MATINA. And while the days of working together are sadly over; there is a part of Matina that has maintained its prevalence in my life (other than my friendship with mattypatty23): double denim.

Fondly known as a Canadian tuxedo; double denim is a lot more than just an homage to Britney and Justin or an easy Halloween costume (#neverforget). Denim is a style staple and wearing it head-to-toe not only gives you an instant edge and sense of effortless cool but it harks back to the favoured era of supermodels and It Girls alike: The 90s.

Done right, a double scoop of blue can be truly delicious. But it’s high risk/high reward because if executed incorrectly, this is a look that can leave a bad taste in your mouth (we call that one an extended metaphor here in the biz). No one wants to look like a douchebag – not even Britney and Justin. And certainly not me. I don’t like to categorise my style because I truly believe in the power of fashion to express yourself and your identity, and with so many moving parts coming together to form who I am I find it difficult to narrow that down. Sometimes I’m sporty, sometimes I’m feminine. Mostly I’m just EXTRA AF. This is definitely an edgier, more masculine look so hopefully I’ve pulled it off and don’t look like a an absolute moron. Oh well, haters gonna hate.

If you’re considering playing around with this look for the first time there are some guidelines. The biggest trick here is to differentiate your aesthetics; both in wash and silhouette. Pair a light jean with something a little darker or create proportion by having one piece that’s fitted and one that leaves a bit more room to breathe. You should also keep your accessories more toned down; and if you want to add a pop of colour keep it solid (a plain T-shirt or bold bag is a simple way to achieve this).

Unless, of course, you’ve just bought an outrageous pair of sunglasses at the Ladies Market and you figure there’s no better time to debut them than when you’re hungover and trying to shoot an outfit post.

So here you go, an impromptu OOTD shot by my lovely, hungover/burst-ear-drum/post-yoga-wheel friends in one of my favourite parts of the city. A lot of cars almost ran me over in their attempts to 3point turn so you’re welcome guys. Do it for the fans.

Boots with pearl crossovers: Zara

Ripped boyfriend jeans: Levi’s via Jetrag LA

White T-shirt: H&M

Embroidered denim jacket: Unknown local store

Sunnies: Ladies Market (Mong Kok)

Earrings: H&M

Newsboy hat: Zara

Bag: Maple

extra extra read all about it.

apparently something was really funny here. probably just me laughing at own jokes.

my dad would definitely make a joke about me only paying half price for these glasses.

if you don’t selfie your detail shots are you even a real blogger? (yes, yes you probably are)

thank you three for putting up my ridiculousness and for bearing with my narcissistic instructions.

Until next time xxx

Haute Hoodlum

FASHION; ON THE ROCKS.

And so I’m back, from outer space. I just blogged up to find you here with that stoked look upon your face. #sorrynotsorry

Hello friends and lovers! I know this happens more often than it should but my apologies for acting like a typical guy in Hong Kong and ghosting* (ghosting: an all too common phrase by which a romantic interest disappears from your life/communication for absolutely no given reason). I’m the worst and I’m sorry but I promise I’m going to make it up to you. Starting now, with a brand spanking new, hot off the presses, fresh AF outfit post!

I recently flew back to South Africa as a complete surprise to EVERYONE. Like, E V E R Y O N E . I spent two soul replenishing weeks at home in PE doing my best to eat all the food in the city and make Mamma Mich Insta-famous. Then I filled my heart with love (and my belly with even more food) in Cape Town and Joburg before heading back to the madness that is the 852. And luckily for me, I got to spend time with one of my best friends and, conveniently enough, amazing photographer Faye Zoetmulder while in the Mother City. We played around with her new camera and my ability to clothes for weather less than 36 degrees or a typhoon (sorry Hong Kong but your summer can be gross) and here is one set of results from that adventure.  Because why would you not change outfits in a car in Bantry Bay and wear a ballerina princess skirt on a rock pool? WHY.  NOT.  EXACTLY.

I also used to pretend to be Ariel The Little Mermaid when she sits on the rock singing “Part Of Your World” with the waves splashing up behind her so this is basically my childhood dream come true. And if you do not know the reference I am making we can no longer be friends. You are the weakest link, goodbye.

So here you are, my apology for my silence. And a reminder that, no matter the setting.,you should be your most fabulous self and embrace opportunities to indulge your inner child. YAS QUEEN YAS.

Sneakers: adidas 

Skirt: H&M

T-shirt: GUCCI (hahahahahaha as if)

Denim Jacket: RVCA 

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Faye: “just frown into the camera as if the sun is in your eyes” Me: “it is”

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pretending to be cute but really concentrating on not slipping on algae

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whenever models have a shoot on a beach there is ALWAYS this photo. the lay-down-like-a-graceful-swan-but-also-look-sexy rock photo. think I nailed it.

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I got my second hole pierced in my ears and I want everyone to know about it

 

Until next time xxx

Haute Hoodlum

 

CITY OF ANGELS 2017

So the queen – Michelle, not the other one – turned 60 last month and to celebrate her big day (read: year), our family flew us out to Los Angeles for the most incredible 10 day trip. LA is a city of total contradictions; embodied best in my daily diet of salad for lunch and three tubs of ice cream on the drive home after. But it is also a city of so many facets, influences, ideas and inspirations. Anything goes, and nobody really cares.

So I decided to use that (and having my blogger boyfriend aka blogger mom back in service) as an excuse to dress up again. Hong Kong has a way of taking your style aspirations and calming them down to sandals and sneakers. Maybe its the heat and humidity, I don’t know, but being out and about in heels is not really a vibe here. At least within my experience. No one likes a sweaty betty and anyone who knows me knows that “fashion and function” is one of my life mottos. But LA was like a fashion playground, plus there was zero humidity to sweat through so dressing up was a little easier to do.

I’m lucky enough to have been to LA and done the touristy bits before and this was a holiday dedicated to being with my family and my best friend who just so happens to live there too (thank you universe for your blessings), so if you’re expecting to read on and find pictures of Universal Studios or the Hollywood sign you’re going to be gravely disappointed. Those of you who followed my Snapchats of the trip will know it consisted mostly of eating out – at the most fabbbbbb restaurants – and hanging out with my favourite people, tinged with a little shopping and culture for gees. So instead you’ll find a visual style diary (#OOTD on crack) and me indulging in my own narcissism because not only did I have the weather and opportunity but also people willing to put up with it. Shout out to my mom and Niks for all these style snaps!

Here’s to Los Angeles for giving me the most beautiful time with family and friends and for serving as the backdrop to a little boost in fashooooooooon. I tried new things and my style evolved into places as yet undefined.

I’ve since returned to the 852 with a newfound love for what I wear and how I wear it (plus a HEAP of new clothes and heels so suck it HK chill). Los Angeles reminded me of how much I love all of this and how happy I am being immersed in it.

Who’da thunk it? Hell A, Hell Yes.

Third Street Promenade | Santa Monica

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reuniting with my heart and a living wall? LA you got me GOOD
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Abbot Kinney Boulevard | Venice

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imagine how awkward it is asking your mom to take this photo. and then asking her to take some more.
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when the whole squad tryna be cute but people keep walking into your photos
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thanks for taking my nonsense with a smile and so much love big brother
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Ysabel | West Hollywood

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when your best friend’s boyfriend can’t figure out how not to be in the picture no matter where he stands
Melrose Avenue | West Hollywood

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street art ON POINT
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Farm Shop | Brentwood

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oh look I lost something on the ground again
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Venice Beach | Venice

 

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my little cousin is cooler than yours and my aunt will take photos to prove it
Arts District | Downtown Los Angeles

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Downtown Arts District is the BOMB
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my 185472nd ice cream of the week: Planet Earth and Purple Carrot featuring a drip down the hand
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when you stumble into an art exhibition about vaginas
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Antique Flea Market | Long Beach

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flea market steeeeeez
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TROLLLLLLLLLLLLS
RnD Kitchen | Santa Monica

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there I go again looking for change on the ground
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Local Kitchen | Santa Monica

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what would you do with a newspaper outside a restaurant called local? exactly
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we had to make Mich stand on the step so that she would look like a normal sized person next to her children #youshouldseetheotherphoto
Malibu

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Sometimes life imitates art. Other times you’re jet lagged and look like a moron and your brother takes a photo of it (that you secretly love)…

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Here’s to being excited about fashion again.

And making more people take my outfit photos.

Until next time xxx

Haute Hoodlum

KALEIDOSCOPE

“Fashion and function” is a phrase I use almost every single day and albeit most of the time I mean it in some irrelevant, satirical way it is actually a concept I believe quite passionately in.

As someone with a vested interest in- and genuine affection for fashion (and any display or expression of creativity and design), I often wish that I had an endless supply of new clothes or money so that I could play dress up in fabulous pieces every day. But unfortunately no one has offered me that coveted prize yet and so I have to deal with the fact that I have a budget and a very small Hong Kong apartment. So although I own some more bold, statement items and far too many pairs of shoes and sunglasses, I have a total appreciation for clothes that are multi-purpose and easily incorporated into existing wardrobes and reinvigorated outfit choices.

One such item is the ultimate classic: The LBD. Black is a colour I have, ironically because it is so slimming, only recently fallen so in love with now that I am more comfortable with my body. I’ve mentioned before that I used to wear clothes that were ‘loud’ in order to hide my physical insecurities; but with growing confidence has come the injection of solid, block colours, monochromatic styling tricks and simple lines. This is not to say that I don’t love to play with colour or texture, just that you’ll see me in neutral shades and subtle sartorial combinations more often now than before. So the LBD is a perfect fit. Plus it is so versatile. And while the staple item is already in my wardrobe (or clothing rail if we’re being honest about the size of my HK apartment and two suitcases still in storage); there is a new addition to this aesthetic: The LBS (Little Black Skirt). Thanks to a sale at Zara and a newfound appreciation for simplicity, this skirt will now play the lead in a series of three look posts, with this being the first. I want to show you guys how easy it is to style one piece in multiple ways so that you don’t need to break the bank for new outfits. Plus it aids an individual solution to the problem of fast fashion and wasted consumerism that is already a huge issue (but let’s not get political because between us all I think there’s quite enough of that).

So here we go; Look 1/3 and the final outfit post shot back home with The Queen, Mamma Mich. Just because I love black does not mean I won’t indulge in a little sparkle or a kaleidoscopic backdrop of fun. This is me, after all.

Have fun kids. Watch this space for upcoming posts on how to take one very simple item of clothing and transform it into remixed looks that keep things funky fresh.

Silver Brogues: Zara (but also actually Mamma Mich’s that were a size too small)

Skirt: Zara

Cropped Tee: Topshop 

Watch: Truworths

Sunnies: MAPLE

Bag: Miniso

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juxtaposition is my favourite word in the English language because it encompasses life and also the aesthetics behind this blog post

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sometimes I have to take horrendously stupid photos like this to remind myself that actually I’m more moron than model in front of the camera. unless it’s a Snapchat selfie in which case I’m obviously the best.

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good Lord but I love this woman and her commitment to my vanity
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ok fine PE. sometimes you have cool shit.

Until next time xx

Haute Hoodlum

 

 

BACK TO BASICS

A few years ago I would never have thought I would be comfortable in tight jeans, a T-shirt and a cropped denim jacket. Hell, I wasn’t even happy with that a year ago.

I have never liked my body. I have been overweight and out of shape pretty much my whole life. I used to wear loud clothes that were either completely ill-fitted because I chose trends over what suited my body; or I would hide under baggy pieces and garish prints because then you wouldn’t pay attention to what was underneath. And while its cute when you’re a chubby little freckle-face with curly hair at 7 years old; when you move to a new country at 24 that novelty has worn off.

But Hong Kong, despite it’s challenges, has been incredibly good to me in so many ways. And one of those ways is that I grew into comfort with myself, I became more of the woman I aspire to be and I learnt to be kind(er) to myself. Now while this is a lesson I am still learning and although there have been some setbacks; something inside me has changed. I have grown to love parts of my body and take care of what I put into it and how I treat it. Mind, body, spirit is a real thing and I think sometimes it is easier to gain control and consciousness of your inner self when you’re focused on and looking after your outer self.

As I mentioned in my previous post; I am going through some changes in my life (who isn’t?) and getting ready to start a new, albeit second chapter in Hong Kong. Coming home to PE  was coming home to grounding. I needed to get back on track and build up a foundation that has been shaken a bit in the past few months. I’ve spoken about needing a creative outlet and how this blog is a part of that; but so is getting dressed in the morning for me. I know it probably sounds mad to some people, superficial too; but fashion is such an important expression of identity for me. Putting outfits together and wearing something I am excited about has a direct effect on how I feel about myself and my presentation to the world. “Look good, feel better” kind of vibes, you know? But fashion doesn’t have to be outlandish to make an impact, and while I am at this point of building myself back up to where I want to be, there is a certain power that comes from not only wearing clothes I never used to think would fit, but wearing them with quiet inner confidence. Now that I’ve embraced more of my physical self and found that some previously unconsidered pieces do actually look good; basics have become staples and staples have turned into style. Sure, my personal style is definitely still evolving. In fact I don’t think I even have a specific look; but there is a general movement towards dressing for me and my body and that is a wonderful thing.

So there we go, this outfit is nothing fancy nor is it sartorially creative. It is simple, with a twist – because after all, it’s me and this is so much fun. But this is certainly an ensemble that I am only now coming to appreciate, placing its value in its simplicity. Don’t get me wrong; there has been plenty of fur and rediscovered old gems strutting their stuff throughout Port Elizabeth, but sometimes the most basic look can be the most effective.  And what is more basic a location than LITERALLY your very own back garden? Ya-huh.

I hope you guys enjoy this one and that somehow this post reminds you of your own strength and power. The world is in flux; so this is me telling you you’re magic. Go on.

Boots: Prato at Edgars (shoes that didn’t make it Hong Kong for round one and were rediscovered at the back of my closet three weeks ago)

Jeans: Pick ‘n Pay (yip you read that right)

T-shirt: H&M

Denim Jacket: Cotton On

Bag: Zara

Specs: Mr Price

Lipstick: Viva Glam by M.A.C (stolen from Mamma Mich)

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I have been looking for the perfect cropped denim jacket ever since I used to steal Meryl’s in Hong Kong and take all the compliments for it.
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this shot is actually me pulling my pants up but hey it worked. good eye, mich!

 

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I mean you can’t see my eyes but YOLO

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thanks for shooting this with a cracked wrist honeyyyyyy.

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those shoes were so dirty after this. ugh shame the things we do for fashion.

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BYE FELICIA!

 

Until next time xxx

Haute Hoodlum