I’ve always been entranced by the intrigue of the desert. But being subordinate to the beach and bush terrain of Victoria I hardly visit it. I mean what girl owns a pair of cow boy boots (legitimately) and doesn’t once sprinkle them with the hot red dust lining the desert earth.
It wasn’t until I stumbled upon Cactus Country (you can find more about them here ) – that I finally got to revisit my nostalgia for sunny Spanish country and escape the cold of Melbourne (it would appear that Cactus country is always perpetually 10 degrees hotter than it is in Melbourne.)
The site may juxtapose harshly against the English/Australian terrain that surrounds the farm, but its whereabouts is ultimately masked by the sheer height and expanse of the cacti.
Nothing but subtle scattering of kitschy porcelain sculptures and the heavenly aroma of nacho cheese, I’m prepared to say it was worth the accumulated 7 hours I spent in the car that day.
In terms of outfits, a few pieces were hand made, but my absolute favourite pieces (as always) were from the Vintage Emporium in Tyabb – I frequently mention this vintage shop because I am completely serious when I admit to my full blown obsession. As a student I’m not someone who can afford much current season items, but to be honest my taste often lies with the irregular. I find it’s often easier to mimic designer styles with vintage then with what’s in the stores. After all don’t trends just revolve around like a carousel? And when I walk out with a Matador jacket as photographed in the first shot, or the denim vest embellished with a sequin tableau I am filled with such elation it’s like a whole new vintage drug.
N.B. My white blouse is current season from Bardot – and it is a dream. I have a madonna type obsession with the white shirt/blouse and it is always so hard to find one just right but this style is a Pinterest dream.