Girl Time

This is part of our tribe. The female part. A group selfie taken after an exhausting shopping trip at Melbourne Emporium. I love the buzz of shopping in the city with the kids, but with four girls at a range of ages and stages the demands are well… quite unbelievable. We find ourselves looking for clothes, shoes, lip balms, books, toys, food, toilets, escalators. We find ourselves looking for each other when one or more little people attempt hide and seek amongst the clothes aisles. My patience is tested and my calm voice starts barking orders.

‘Stay close, take care.’
‘Hold hands. Don’t touch!”
“No. I am not buying that.’
“No, not today.”
“Do you know how close it is until Christmas?”
“What did I tell you 5 minutes ago?”
“Didn’t you just go to the toilet?”

But part of me wants to laugh. We go into a shopping mecca so I should expect that the advertising magic will work on them, as it does me. They will want to look, they will want to purchase. It is a temple that creates envy, desire and promotes consumerism.

So I am hoping to train them to use it as a starting point for inspiration. Observe the people, take note of the changing fashion you see, look at the way things are displayed and put together. Be inspired to use what you have, maybe with a little something extra to create an entirely new look.

My girls have been schooled in hardline vintage shopping. The know how to embrace the challenge of an opportunity shop and come out with a great pair of Sass and Bide jeans and a pair or Vera Wang ballet flats. We look for as new, quality brands that have much life, great fabrics and cuts in clothes. They know that op shops are the best place to extend your book collection, buy for Dad’s vinyl revival, pick up the odd piece of costume jewellery or an occasional chair for your bedroom. We have found some great prints and frames, recycled lamps and sourced amazing vintage fabric.

My line in the op shop is different. There is less stress and more adrenalin as we are on the hunt for a bargain. When pressed to make a purchase it is hard to say not to a $2 cashmere sweater or another pair of Walnut shoes, as new for $5. So I am aware of my own inconsistency. Am i savvy? Maybe. Do I pinch pennies? Sometimes. Hopefully I am training the girls to be able to make more with less. To recycle, reuse and revitalise something old, vintage and preloved.

This tribe of mine will be shopping for opportunity for a long time. And making the most of Girl Time.

Frozen Holiday Treat

We had such a hoot visiting Frozen at Melbourne’s new Emporium in the CBD. What is there not to like about a serve yourself frozen yogurt mecca, with toppings that will blow your mind. It was like being a kid in a candy store. Yep, we were 5 kids and 2 adults making choices about berry yogurt, soy mango, almond and vanilla and chocolate. And then we had to line up at add all the toppings – lollies, chocolate, macaroon lolly pops and then you could add nuts, chia seeds, or pomegranate pearls.

┬áThe presentation was clean, streamlined and oh so pretty. I liked minimal presentation, the warmth of wood, polished concrete floors, some retro light fittings and a young Asian dude weighing our cups of yogurt treasures. Yes you pay by weight – so there was much parental guidance in the self serving!

I imagine you could create your very own Frozen bar at home. Invite some friends over for dinner and have a party creating amazing treats for everyone. Note the American jelly beans and large chunks of Turkish Delight in this cup. Hhhmmmm. Enjoy xx