1. (idiomatic) Thinking that is not grounded or in touch in the realities of the present.
2. (idiomatic) Open-minded thinking.
I’ve interpreted Blue Sky Thinking quite literally as thinking under blankets of clear blue skies because that’s exactly what I’ve been fortunate enough to look at for the past fortnight in both Phuket in Thailand and the Central Coast of New South Wales, where I went to film a little something something with MTV Australia for their . I’ve returned having overindulged in pineapples (the fruit and the emoji), ridiculously clear blue waters and temperatures that feel like they’re scoring you, when you’ve been indoctrinated to consume nothing but roast potatoes, hot toddies and dozy TV Christmas specials.
With not too much going on in fash-un world yet (except for dubious rounds of Chinese whispers about Dior and Lanvin), I’d thought I’d indulge a bit more in those blue skies, with the hope of encouraging some actual blue sky thinking in my currently under-used noggin. When you’ve been clasping your hands together and exclaiming how beautiful the sky/sea/sand/grilled prawn is, harping on about subculture-derived design movements or creative director movements.
That sense of escapism only intensified when I got to Australia and commenced my three day road trip up to Glenworth Valley with the spirited Mimi Elashiry for our MTV Trippers jaunt. Lost Paradise was indeed, as epic as its inverted namesake poem, as you get to hear trance and house music bounce around a vast forested valley and see the stars so clearly, you’re finally able to pick out constellations (even with my own scant knowledge of astronomy). And in between, you’re forgetting about your normal standards of city-bound hygiene and bathing in muddy creeks, walking barefoot and generally going just a little bit feral. I didn’t get to realise my Ballet Russes bohemian costume dreams from my previous post, but thankfully Molly Goddard’s suitably voluminous dresses foraged plants from Glenworth Valley provided sufficient decoration. In the end, it was more Cicely Mary Barker’s Flower Fairies, than Rite of Spring wildling.
2016 commenced way ahead of my friends and family back in Europe and as the moon rose up to illuminate the festival, I was about as far away from the reality of a new year as one could possibly be. I’m now faced with the act of opening up the mind to the prospect of immediate deadlines, new projects and longer term thoughts of what 2016 might bring. Without wanting to make a big song and dance about it, it will soon be ten years since I first started this blog. I wasn’t going to dwell on it because it would feel like I’m jumping on the ten year anniversary bandwagon that fashion so loves to celebrate. Still, it’s lodged into the back of my mind as a reminder that somehow, I need to get more out of this year than other ones, because a decade ago, 2006 was such a brilliant beginning. Now, if only the skies were actually blue in London for longer than a few hours.
Swimming out in Astrid Andersen at Sri Panwa
Sunrise at Sri Panwa
Pondlife from Sri Panwa
Wearing and Prada sunglasses
Caves of Phang Nga Bay
Feeling little next to James Bond Island
Heart this pic by our canoe boatman, who rowed us around Hong Island
Dude anchoring down our speed boat at Koh Panyee… best sunscreen look I’ve ever seen
Gooooo Panyee F.C.
Wearing Vivienne Westwood swimsuit and Prada sunglasses on Naka Beach
Inside Sri Panwa’s Cool Spa
Wearing Auria swimsuit in Maya Bay
Viking Cave on Phi Phi Leh
Wearing painted Luke Brooks t-shirt, and
Monkey Beach by Phi Phi Leh
My poor slash first attempt at underwater photography
sitting on the edge of Sri Panwa’s in-room pool
Wearing sandals on Sri Panwa beach
Landing in Sydney
Prints by Karen Burmese and Eloise Rapp for in New Town, Sydney
Looking out at Hawkesbury River, wearing Astrid Andersen robe and Craig Green shorts
Riding Mexico down in Glenworth Valley, wearing We are Handsome body, Chanel shorts and Nike x Liberty Air Rift shoes
The secret waves of Little Beach in Bouddi National Park
Wearing vintage Kansai Yamamoto top, vintage pleated dress and Miu Miu sunglasses
Wearing Topshop crop top and shorts from Phuket
Lost Paradise nestled in the vastness of Glenworth Valley
The ‘Arcadia’ stage of Lost Paradise
Sitting down to my first cacao ceremony and hoping for a high
Getting into the moment… Wearing Miu Miu resort 2016 dress and earrings
Wearing Molly Goddard dress with for Eve of New Year’s Eve
Canoeing down in Glenworth Valley
A natter with Mimi down by the creek
Wearing vintage t-shirt and ASOS dress
Ready for New Year’s Eve… A headdress made out of foraged foliage from Glenworth Valley and friendship bracelets from Lost Paradise
Mimi the modern mermaid and me as an interpretation of Cicely Mary Barker’s Flower Fairies
Unicorns United… Wearing Rodarte top, Molly Goddard dress, vintage frilly shorts, xxx sandals and , bracelets from
Burnished with MAC neo-orange pigment
At the stroke of midnight… 2016