The Dressed Aesthetic

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Little Red Riding Capelet

Little Red Riding Capelet - The Dressed Aesthetic

I’ve realized over the course of collecting vintage and starting this blog, I’ve inadvertently given my husband a bit of a fashion education. Years of describing garments and exclaiming over cute vintage details have slowly and subtly worked their way into his vocabulary. Words no man should ever need to fill their brain with. It started small. Glancing over from his laptop as I was getting ready, brow furrowed. “So…what do ladies DO when they don’t have one of those poofy crinoline things? I mean…don’t they want to be awesome?” From the mouths of husbands….

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Checks Please

Checks Please - The Dressed Aesthetic

Dressing for transitional seasons is always a bit of a challenge – it seems to easy to find summer sundresses and winter coats, but finding the perfect look for spring & autumn is always a little tenuous. I’ve had my fair share of misjudging morning temperatures only to end up freezing or roasting hot by the end of the day. The struggle is real people…

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Love Letters

Love Letters - The Dressed Aesthetic

With Valentine’s Day fast approaching next week, my mind naturally goes to all of the loved-up colors in the world: reds and pinks and pastels seem to be bursting out of my closet with glee. I know there are some that see St. Valentine’s as a harbinger of gloom – but remember that February 14th is first and foremost about loving yourself.

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‘Petal’ to the Metal

'Petal' to the Metal - The Dressed Aesthetic

I come from a long line of lead-footed women. What I mean to say is that speedy driving runs in my blood. I learned to drive on the streets of Boston, where people don’t mess around. Where speed limits are merely suggestions and using your blinker is a sign of fear. So, after moving to Perth 5 years ago I really had to acclimate to an entirely different driving culture. One of politeness, of obeying traffic laws. Where people merrily let you merge and if you edge so much as 5km over the speed limit, you can be just as sure…

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