So I Shopped at Zara

Zara Scarf Print Top
Jack London Scarf Tie
Sass and Bide jeans
Doc Marten boots

I love Zara. I love the fact that their clothing rips off pays homage to designer brands. Want some Isabel Marant, Givenchy, Celine or just some A.Wang?  But don't want to dish out the quadruple price tag for it? Well Zara has the answer for you money-conscious individuals. It's like a sartorial melting pot where all the top designers come to hang out and talk about their first world problems. Kinda like the coffee shop in Friends. 

The only bad thing though is that everyone shops at Zara. And I mean everyone. So there is a ridiculously high chance of seeing someone wearing the same exact item as you. And when that happens, it's Fashion Suicide. So when I decided to take this top out for Fashion Week I knew it was a big risk. But risks are my middle name (cue cheesy action thriller music).

And so I thought that if anyone was going to wear this top, they would of worn it already. So it was all safe to wear for the last day? Wrong. Some tall, leggy blonde wore my shirt. But I obviously looked better than her, right? Right?!

AKIRA

Yay for Akira and yay for smilling models. Akira is an internationally renowned designer who has had his collection displayed at Paris Fashion week and has decided to grace us mere Australians with an installation of three different collections. A bridal range full of luscious amounts of lace and adorned with embroidery were complimented with cloud-like, wispy head pieces that looked as soft and fragile as cotton candy. The second collection reminisced upon his cultural heritage, reflected in the origami folds and Japanese inspired prints. And the last collection had colourful Shibori dresses that were accessorised with coral looking jewellery. 

And now the non smiling models!