Hello dear friends, how are you all?
February is officially the last month of the Australian summer and statistically the hottest month with the highest level of humidity which does not do any good to my hair. Hence, it is not my most favourite time of summer. I used to love a day like that but lately I prefer the cooler weather, at least in the evening and at night. I love going down to the beach for a sundowner when the sun has not touched down until after 8 pm but its rays have lost their intensity and everything becomes rather subdued and the fresh breeze caresses your skin and you reach for your linen blazer to drape it over your shoulders while sipping an Aperol Spritz and watching the world going by.
The linen blazer is one piece of clothing that I wear a lot through autumn, spring and even in summer. Like today, for example, we went to a local art gallery to view a private collection of contemporary artists that was on sale as a part of an estate - not a grand affair by any standards to qualify for a dress -up but not a drink night at our local pub either. So I decided to merge the two vibes into one - party on the top, casual on the bottom.
Once I knew in which direction I was going, the rest was just a matter of choosing what top would I like to wear over the pair of Bermuda shorts and what else in my wardrobe could assist me in elevating this outfit.
Thus I settled for a sleeveless satin top in a warm orange colour, a neutral coloured linen blazer that I could wear over it or just drape it over my shoulders and a silk orange scarf with a black and white geometrical print that I tied over my Furla handbag. It became useful once we stepped inside the gallery and were greeted by the chill blast coming from the air-conditioning.
The collection was amazing, from Andy Warhol to great Australian artists like Charles Blackman and Sidney Nolan with price tags way out of our league but we still enjoyed it.
Afterwards we took a walk around the grounds, taking pictures and admiring the beautifully landscaped and maintained gardens.
Until then,
Anna
xoxoxo










































