"Super cute" in Japanese.

Sometimes I like to channel my inner adolescent Japanese magical girl and wear varying degrees of garish, baby pink clothing. This is one of those times. Today was a boring day. I worked. It sucked. But my friend (who likes Geelong football club and classic novels) did surprise me with an adorable birthday gift bag full of lovely goodies! That was definitely the highlight. The rest of it sucked. Little else to report.

I found this awesome tee in an arcade in Nagoya back in 2014, but for whatever reason (ie: no real good reason) couldn't justify the 1500 yen (approximately $15) it would have cost at the time. I was filled with regret when we moved on, knowing we weren't going to be returning to Nagoya before our journey home. So when we found it again in Kanazawa at Korinbo109 (the sister store to Shibuya109), I grabbed it. It's pretty much my favourite tee. Twenty bucks, I think. Anime eyes. Dying. The tennis skirt is from one of many Japanese (or at least Japanese-inspired) street wear online retailers like kokopieshop, and probably cost me twenty five bucks. It's also in need of a decent iron. Socks are from eBay, three dollars - if that. Basic flats are Carla Milani, probably about $30AUD. Pink bow barrette is from an accessories store in Takeshita-dori, Harajuku's prime shopping street. Su-pa-ka-wa-ii! x 

Better not be Gryffindor.

True story: Cornflake peed on my original outfit for today, so I had to change into this. But it's okay, because my backup Potter-inspired outfit makes me happy every time I wear it. Today was a lazy home day, except it was actually kind of productive. I called Monash to confirm everything was cool with my degree before officially applying to graduate and paying the exorbitant graduation fee ($215 upfront - ouch). Then I played with Cornflake, did some bloggy stuff, intended to clean but didn't, had coffee at our local chocolatier with an old high school mate, and wrote tons of upcoming events in my diary because I intend to do more shit with my life this year. That's my version of a productive day.

I love everything I'm wearing here. The sweater is a Jay-Jays novelty piece and probably cost me thirty bucks. Potter stuff features a few times a year, so keep your eyes out - they always have awesome merch. These absolutely amazing leggings are from Teefury, and cost $40USD. That's pretty pricey for Australians, who generally have to pay their lifetime's savings, an arm, a leg, and their firstborn child if they want anything shipped from America. But these are 150% worth it, and that's not even mathematically possible. I can't rate Teefury leggings enough. They are so well made, so comfortable, and the fabric is beautifully pigmented. And the designs are all fan-made. I wear these all the time and they haven't stretched or torn or worn out anywhere, and I've had them for about a year now. My booties are from Famous Footwear and they are my staple autumn/winter shoes. I love them so much I wore the heels out and had to get a shoe repairman to replace them. For how much they cost - probably twenty bucks? - I've gotten my money's worth countless times over. I also wore my new Potter earrings, which were my Kris Kringle gift for 2015 and which are completely fantastic, just to add the final touch. Mischief managed. x

Happy birthday to me.

January 4 is my birthday, yay. If you can guess how old I turned this year, then... you'll have the satisfaction of being correct (and who doesn't enjoy that?). I was weird about my birthday this year. I love celebrating other people's birthdays, but honestly, I didn't really want mine. The older I get, the more uncomfortable I am about being the centre of attention. It's probably because I was an attention-seeking asshole when I was a teenager, which I've come to find detestable in young people. 

Anyway, it ended up being a lovely day. Traditional birthday breakfast with my family at our favourite brekky cafe, then cake with my grandparents, a summery walk through Sherbrooke Forest (no, not Sherwood Forest) in the Dandenong Ranges with boyfie - to a waterfall! - followed by afternoon tea with my other grandma, and polished off with dinner at Meat & Wine Co., a trendy steakhouse in a converted old bank. Plus boyfie transformed his bedroom into a temporary day spa and gave me a massage complete with meditative music, candles and delicious massage oil. Pretty awesome. He did good.

This dress is my birthday dress. I ordered it last year during a barrage of deadlines, as a reward for surviving that particularly difficult week. Hashtag unilyf. It's so gorgeous, all covered in cupcakes and strawberries and sprinkles, and I absolutely adore it. Look at that polka dot netted sweetheart neckline. Ugh. Even more amazingly, it's completely handmade by the lovely girls over at bonnechancecollections. Definitely check their shop out, they hand make beautiful one-of-a-kind party dresses with the most adorable designs and prints. Completely affordable, too. Mine cost about $50AUD. I belted it with an off-white belt that came with the Polite and Day dress from Modcloth. The wedge sandals were about twenty bucks from Famous Footwear, and my super rad soft-serve handbag was a gift from boyfie. x

I didn't want a parma anyway.

It was not a lazy Sunday, unfortunately. Lazy Sundays are the best kind of Sunday. But any Sunday is a good Sunday, really. At least you get penalties for working the Sunday retail shift. I was invited to pub parmas with boyfie's family after work, but work is a long way from home, and his parents are incomparably impatient people. I wasn't even home yet before they'd decided they couldn't wait any longer to eat. So I was uninvited. Fine. Who wants to wait for half an hour for their meal at a restaurant, anyway? I'll take my reheated leftover pizza and several hours of Sailor Moon on the couch, thank you very much.

Sob story: When I was in year eight, my mum had a pair of black overalls that she adored. She wore them all the time. All. The. Time. She'd had them for as long as I could remember and they'd been a feature of her 90s wardrobe. But the mother of a friend of mine made fun of her "daggy overalls" when mum picked me up from a sleepover, and that friend told me at school afterward. I was so offended on her behalf, and mum was so mortified that she threw her overalls away. Years later, she was overjoyed to see me wearing these, and she told me she regretted losing her confidence and getting rid of hers. It's pretty heartbreaking. I wish she hadn't let someone else rattle her self-esteem. She absolutely loved her overalls. Now I love overalls even more.

These ones came from a Retro Star warehouse sale and were about ten bucks. They're so loose and comfortable; I love pre-loved things! I hope someone wore these in the 90s while they painted their house an offensive shade of yellow. The tee is covered in fluorescent multi-coloured Minnie and Mickey Mouse heads, and is a souvenir from Tokyo Disneyland. Classic Converse All-Stars make another appearance. So yeah, overalls. Get on it. x

Sailor Moon got a new redub.

High wind alert. At least it covered most of my face, masking some of the awkward. I worked the afternoon, so this outfit was a "What I really want to be throwing on is my comfy smelly trackies and my university sweater, but I'm doing this blog thing now, so I'd better actually wear something out of my wardrobe instead" kind of look. I fell in love with this extremely colourful edition of the classic flannie when I found it whilst visiting the Metro Centre in Newcastle, England for casual shopping/hangs with my friend. Let me clarify that I didn't casually jet over the ocean for a shopping trip in Newcastle, though I'd definitely do it again. Hashtag worth. I was on a holiday. I think the shirt was about twenty pounds, which back in 2010 would have been about $30AUD. Standard Converse are standard. The denim skirt has silver buttons all down the front and is a Jay-Jays staple. It probably cost me twenty bucks. I like it because it reminds me of Usagi's completely wondeful 90s fashion in the animated Sailor Moon.

Speaking of which, the new dub is actually amazing. I'm usually that person who is ridiculously and unnecessarily anti-change, to the point where I'm so loyal to the original that I'll outright refuse to even sniff the new adaptation. I'm also that subs-over-dubs person (who isn't?) for whom only about five percent of dubs are actually watchable (Dragonball Z; Pokemon; the original Sailor Moon). But my friend rated it, so I grabbed it and it's so wonderful. The characters have their Japanese names, which completely works, and it's all uncut, so there's none of the censorship of the original dub, which gives the whole show so much more depth. It's brilliant. After the first episode I was totally attached to the new adaptation and the excellent portrayal by the new voice actors. Gurio/Melvin in particular is fantastic. Well worth your time. It's literally my life right now. x

Goodbye, 2015.

Turns out I'm incredibly awkward in front of the camera. New Year's Day was one among far too many blistering hot days this holiday season. Welcome to Australia, have a heatwave. We'd spent New Year's Eve at a party with friends, so we slept half the day away then spent the rest of it avoiding the heat and eating matcha soft serve at the shops. I hadn't tried green tea ice cream before. It was good; you should also eat it.

This dress is from K-Mart; of the "I left this at my boyfriend's house and had nothing else in his drawers, so this was it" variety. I love these casual dresses on others, but I'm not really a fan of this one on me. I think there's something unflattering about the cut and fit. I bought it to throw into my case when boyfie and I jetted over to spend June/July of 2014 in the Japanese summer. Sandals are from Rubi Shoes. They were a last-minute purchase (steal, actually - $5!) for a short trip to Bali in 2015. They're super comfy and cute in summer. Expect to see them a lot. x

Bread's great.

This isn't a food blog. I just eat a metric tonne of bread. Bread's great.

I'm not really sure what this blog will develop into. It's starting out with a project. I have too much shit. Too many books. Too many pairs of shoes. Too many clothes. I put most of this down to laziness, but also to a hoarding complex heavily influenced by my mother's mantra: Don't throw things away; you may need them one day. 

This year (happy new year!) I'm doing a thing. I want to try to wear every single thing inside my closet at least once. I'm calling it Wear Everything Once (it might end up as a hashtag on Instagram; I'm breadbuffet there as well) and I'm hoping posting it all here will be incentive to be motivated to do it every day, and keep it up for the whole year. I've blogged before and it didn't go too well (due to general lack of motivation), so I am slightly doubtful. But it's also the new year, which is the best time to get enthused about stuff you're normally too lazy to commit to. Who knows. Maybe I'll be completely dedicated this time. 

This is really just for me, like a photo journal, because I think it'll be fun. If you're along for the ride, awesome. I love friends. Otherwise, thanks for visiting, happy new year, and have a wonderful day today. x