Friday, March 12, 2010

Dear Friday Night (Dress 12)

Dearest Friday Night,
You are a strange and elusive creature, prone to the bizarre, the wonderful, and the just plain stupid. Tonight's entertainment brought to you by the irritating couple sitting next to us, who were explaining to the waiter that they'd spent some time in japan and that the establishment he works at is really just 'cosmetic food' and not the real stuff... Because you're a real authority- Man who wears sunglasses at night. Douchebag extrordinaire.
Anyhow.
This work is a direction i'm looking at going in- dresses with architectural hints- yesterday's corsetry somehow blended with feathery textures and owl-tawny-colours. Let's see where this takes us, shall we?
All my love,

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Dear Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin (Dress 11)

Dear Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin,
One of you, I think is hilarious. The other- not so much (could have something to do with the cruel and unusual massacre of one of my favourite plays ever... Cruelty to Rostand: IP says no.)
My point: 1/2 awesome, 1/2 awful, to the power of Academy Awards= pure butt-kissing-hollywood-schmoozing-BOREDOM. We get that Meryl's amazing. We get that you hate Zac Efron and Whatsisface Lautner because they're youthful. We get that ABSOLUTELY EVERYONE who got nominated needed to be mentioned and fauxcomplimented... Even Neil Patrick Harris, song and dancemeister extrordinaire was boring. How is that possible?
But it gave me time to look at the pretty dresses, and the bending motion of the song-and-dance number Vegas Showgirls' fans inspired the corset-boning in the back of this dress.

Off the shoulder burgundy crepe with architectural (metal) boning to enhance the curve of the back.
Now: Alec, man up. Stick with 30 Rock, that's your forte.
All my love,

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Dear Bree (Dress 10)

Dear Bree,
You were wearing a lovely pinafore at uni the other day, and it got me thinking about that lovely cut, and a whole lot of vintage-thrifting-blog-reading got me thinking about oversized bakelite buttons...
Ta Da!

All my love,

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Dearest Ovid/Ted Hughes (Dress 9)

Dearest Ovid/Ted Hughes,
I was reading your short story (from Metamorphasis) about the abduction and Rape of Proserpina and the mental image of 'She was heaping the folds of her dress with flowers' meant that all day my ideas involved grecian inspired dresses and using Kansashi Flowers (Japanese fabric flowers) to 'spill' flowers down the front.
This is a two-tier meshy material dress, with full circle skirts and piping on the bottom hem to accentuate the fullness of the skirts. There is a headband attatchment that has a ribbon (possibly wire-structured?) to 'spill' the Kanzashi through the hair. below the bust (the two lines of flowers from left and right that meet in the middle) are attatched directly to the dress.
Kansashi are an AMAZING artform, really delicate and pretty- but fiddly and difficult to make. I'm yet to perfect it, but I plan to do some serious folding in the next little while.
Vivcore has a phenomenal resource page where she posts the extreme old-school Kanzashi she makes:

The occasional Pop-Inspired arrangement:
And tutorials, with step-by-step photos.
Hurrah!
(Tutorials FTW. Some tutorials planned for ImPrint in the next little while.)
All my love,

Monday, March 8, 2010

Dear ShoulderDusters (Dress 8)

Dear ShoulderDusters,
You're kind of silly, and over-the top, but between a girl in my classes' Art Nouveau diary, and the tutor's earrings, I got some sort of strange costume.
(The piece to the left is the continuation of the back of the dress' 'top layer'. Detachable so that the bottom layer can be washed thoroughly, while the top layer is more slowly-delicately-hand-washed.) The piece to the right is a side-view.

I'm not sure what the costume is for, a personification of the moon or an elf of some sort.
All my love,

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Dear Melbourne Weather,

Dear Melbourne Weather,
You're crazy and wild and wonderful. And when I saw piles of golf-ball sized hailstones piled up against the RMIT facade I knew you'd pop up in my designs at some point this week. All mixed in with the sweet pollockequeness of this exhibition by Julia Chiang:
(via designboom)

Comes on cotton, and could be done in particular colour groups (autumny colours, pastels, straight blues etc.)
Goodnight,
All my love,

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Dear Melbournian Graffiti Artists (Dress 6)

Dear Melbournian Graffiti Artists,
Spending three hours (at best) on the craptastic victorian public transport system gives me a huge window of opportunity through which to study your work (pun very much intended.)
It's lovely; thankyou for the idea.
The Graffiti rabbit continues around the back, Stylised 'Flash' goes over the hip/waist and around the back of the dress. Printed on teeshirt material.
All my love,

Friday, March 5, 2010

Dearest Dana (Dress 5)

Dearest Dana S.,
Your gorgeous part of the lovely MADCube (Monash University Student-Run Gallery) Exhibition (Co-Curated by Flo D.-C.) had a strong emphasis on the prettiness of vintage pictureframes; and when I saw two people today wearing cutout-style clothing (the old-style ripped jeans-knees-look and the new striped leggings look- where there are slits laddering down the sides of the legs.) I just couldn't help but put it into the day's design.
I'm not happy with the drawing- I had such a clear image of the dress in my mind, but i'm not yet sure how to represent elements of that. The 'shredded' look on the sleeves and neckline is meant to be fraying, and the frames themselves are made of a slightly tougher linoleoum-esque material (so that the fabric does not stretch/warp). There is also a round/oval frame version.
Thanks Dana, for making (with the wonderful Flo) a lovely exhibition which I really enjoyed, and which (as would be obvious, seeing as it popped up in my work two weeks later) really stayed with me.
All my love,

Dearest Sean Ellis (Dress 4)

Dearest Sean Ellis,

There was this girl walking through the university in a pretty green and white polkadotted dress, and suddenly there sprang to mind this image, Sean Biggerstaff leaning on a freezer, staring, one arm propped up; as a galaxy of frozen peas melt at his feet.
(Cashback, Sean Ellis 2007)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xTG7u1R6cUQ&feature=related
(See 1:50-2:05 in particular)
So gather the spots on your dress pretty girl, and you can have a galaxy of peas:
All my love,

Thursday, March 4, 2010

(not so) Dearest Dell (computer fail.)

Dearest Dell,
Why is the SD card slot not working? You're mean.
All my love (except the love reserved for Macs.),

P.S. I will scan the dress and upload early tomorrow morning. Sorry!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Dearest Metlink (Dress 3)

Dearest Metlink,
In the lull of the to-ing-and-fro-ing of your trains I often daydream and mentally wander off staring at the clouds. Such is a day like today when the gorgeousness of the moon in the morning, and the happy advent of hot air balloons made for a moon-sky-inspired dress.
Two layers, one white silk with a light blue tint all over(except where the moon is), and the cotton underlay the more prominant image of the moon and clouds. Comes with a hot-air-balloon brooch for those days when you need a bit of colour.
All my love,

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Dearest Co-Commuter (Dress 2)

Dearest Co-Commuter,
You had the most amazing eyes- they looked somewhat like a collage of autumn leaves in chocolate hues, and the idea of printing photographs of irises on fabric stayed on my mind, until this idea popped in:

Definately a better idea to start designing earlier in the day- I had time to work on both colouring/patterning and actual dress shape.
Really excited for tomorrow!
All my love,

Monday, March 1, 2010

Dear 6-Year old IP (Dress 1)

Dearest Six year old IP,
In memory of the traditional six-year-old's dress criteria (the only category of which is: does it look pretty when I twirl in a circle?) And to kick off the 365 days of dresses project:

I'm not alltogether pleased with today's outcome- but it was a crazily busy day, and since I promised myself that I wouldn't pre-plan any dresses I was rather pressed for time... I imagine the 'ring' patterns would fall quite prettily- in wavy monochrome.

All my love,

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Dearest Philip, (A New Project)

Dear Philip,
It’s been four years since LiveJournal spotlight brought your ‘2006: A year of giving flowers to people’ project to my attention. It’s been a little while since then, and we have weathered the storms of the years (your blog is the only thing that has survived the shifts in my internet-content consumption). You travel all over the world, changing it intimately, and documenting it with gentle candour. I think it’s marvellous.
2005 started the projects, when you documented each day with two lines of iambic pentameter. 2006 was the start of your interactions with strangers, giving a flower to a different person every day of the year. 2007’s spiritual journey into the life of the saints was both serious, and silly, and marvellous in every way. 2008 harked back to the public interaction of 2006, with you following a different person every day and seeing where it led you. 2009 brought strangeness, silliness, and silver stars, as you altered a lemon in a different way every day:

In the present project, you are kissing a different person on the lips every day. For me, it is a gentle dialogue about the nature of intimacy, and both your most ambitious, and most interesting work yet.
In the same vein, I have been inspired to use this kind of motivational tool to commit myself to broadening my creative horizons.
From March 1st, 2010, until February 28th 2011, I intend to design a unique dress, every day. Each month, I will make the most well received dress. The intention is not only to keep my creative mind ticking, but to experiment with new approaches to design- taking inspiration from as many sources as possible, and seeing (and documenting) the elements of the day that have culminated in that design. For example, Fridays, when I have work, will most probably be influenced by the indie designs I see on most of the customers, peppered with the Haute Couture elements I pick up from reading magazines in the slow-periods. Mondays, when I have a full schedule of theatre classes, will no doubt include costume elements, and will be substantially more practical for long-term wear.
Thankyou Thiel, for the interesting reading, and the inspiration,
(Check him out at: http://thiel.livejournal.com/ )
All my love,
xox
IP.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Dear Ted Wallace (C/O Stephen Fry)

Dear Ted Wallace
It's probably a rather long stretch, but I just devoured your story (otherwise known as Stephen Fry's 'The Hippopotamus') and it was marvellous and frazzled and in the two days i just lay on my bed and read, and ate, and went to work, and came back to read some more, all the pent-up creativity of idle hands built and are now coming to life: shaping up to be: (and you'll like this; it is a list, after all)

1) Preliminary sketches for the Imprint-By-Ip Banner

(Have I mentioned watercolours are FTW?)

2) Easy peasy tutorial, up soon...

(Strangely simple... hmmm.)
And the early stages for what I think might turn out to be a cross between this:


Alice+Olivia Red Belted off-the-shoulder Dress (image credit: fashionfuss.com)
and this:

Jason Wu Isadora Sundress (image credit: Couturecarrie.com)

A most inspiring week to you all,
We'll see what we can glean from this crop of productivity,
All my love,
IP.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Dear Australia Post (Inspiration and Pannacotta)

First of all, I'd like to make note of the tragic loss of Lee Alexander McQueen this week. Many have exaulted his ground-breaking style, his love of quality and colour and inventiveness. For myself, having only just begun my forays into the world of fashion in an independant way- having all the clothes i own now part of a concerted choice to create a specific style- what really made McQueen stand out in a world of his own was his daring- to never be predictable or plain or anything less than completely unique. He had a strange and beautiful vision, the reverberations of which will be felt for many years to come.
you for employing me, giving me money to work a job that is massively hardcore for twenty minutes and then slack for five, so I can read all the newspapers and magazines, and see beautiful things like this:

Dear Australia Post,
Thank
Joseph Altazurra,Fall/Winter '09(Image Credit: http://josephaltazurra.com/collections/index.php?collection=13 )


And come across clever little recipes like this (altered with experiance):Buttermilk Panacotta (Grazia of 2nd week of Feb.)

900ml Pouring Cream (35% fat)3tsp Gelatin200g Sugar (I used brown sugar, which made it slightly burnt-sour, in a nice way. regular sugar would make it much simpler, although not nececarily nicer.)300ml Buttermilk
1) Bring the cream and sugar to a boil and swiftly remove from the heat,
2) GENTLY sprinkle the gelatin on the cream, one spoon at a time, stirring as you go (I had a mini-disaster with the Gelatin, where I sprinkled it all on in one go and it formed a crusty gooey mess... Let the cream cool a little, and then work SLOWLY. It's well worth it.)
3) Whisk (gently) the buttermilk into the cream/sugar/gelatin mix
4) Pour into moulds. Best if they're indapendant rubber ones (image credit: http://www.tradeindia.com/selloffer/1563397/Silicone-Bakewares-Muffin-Pans.html)I got my set in Israel, and they're really brilliant. Connected rubber moulds are alright, you can always just put cling film in the mould before you pour in the mixture, but it messes with the shape, so seperate is best.
5) Best to allow to set overnight, or at least for 6 hours.
6) When shucking the pannacotta, separate from the mould with a butterknife or skewer, hold a plate over the mould, flip upside down and then peel up the side of the mould (if it’s rubber). Then separate the top of the pannacotta from the mould with the knife/skewer.
7) Serve with syrup, fruit, or a combination. I drizzled mine in Orange Syrup- recipe below.
Orange Syrup
(Adapted from Stephanie Alexanders' The Cook's Companion)
Half a cup of Sugar
One Quarter of a cup of Water
One Half of a cup of Orange Juice
Peeled Pieces of half an Orange
Half a shot of Cointreau
1) Heat the Sugar and the Water on a medium heat until glassy bubbles start forming (they begin miniscule, allow them to reach a maximum of one centimetre)
2) At arms length (to avoid splatter) pour in the orange juice, and mix until the syrup is smooth.
3) Pour the syrup into a jar, or bowl, and and the peeled pieces of orange- each segment cut into four pieces- and the cointreau.
4) Drizzle over Pannacotta, or Pancakes, into Croissonts (Plain or Almond) or other Baked goods which require a little spicing.
Never be afraid to Experiment: spices can open the simplest of flavors. Between steps 4 & 5 of the Pannacotta, you can sprinkle cardomom, cinnamon, or another spice into the mould- it makes for an interesting aesthetic experiance, as well as a more subtle gastronomic one. For a dinner party, it could be interesting to make many small petit-four sized pannacotta, and give each guest one of each combination- one plain, one with orange syrup, one with cardomom, one with cinnamon, one with coarse coffee grounds- the possibilities are endless!
All my love,

IP.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Dear Mr Jarmusch (Inspiring.)


Dear Mr Jarmusch,

I think you're almost entirely right.

(Via OutsaPop)
All my love,
IP.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Dearest Reader (Getting to know you)

Dearest Reader,
Like Chocolate I won’t eventually eat, and Black Orchids, I’m not sure if you exist- I’d like you to; but I see no reason for you to (yet) But I thought I’d create an amalgamation of several ‘Getting to know you’ Memes, and let you know a little bit about myself, aware that it’s completely narcissistic, but simultaneously aware that it’s boring to read anything written by someone you know nothing about (And I don’t intend to post any photographs with my face in ‘em, because I can’t stand being photographed, and I refuse to post mirror-photos because they’re tacky.)

In recognition of the New Year and the coming of the next decade, I’ve whittled down the list of questions I answered to 10.

1. Your dream from last night: involved a car chase and a hug.

2. Your favorite drink: I was recently introduced to the Dry Martini, and we’re becoming fast friends. Although you can pretty much serve me anything containing: Fresh mint, Ruby Grapefruit, Real Mango or (unsurprisingly) Chocolate. * but not all together.

3. Something you’re not wearing: anything on my calves (It is COLD, so I should be.) makeup (I rarely do), perfume (an enduring love of mine... I hate going without).

4. One place you go over and over: The Yarra river, or the brotherhood of Saint Lawrence near my house (they had a loom a month or so ago... I barely resisted the 200$ price tag.)

5. What was the last movie you watched and would you recommend it? From start to finish: (I’m a recurring half-way-through-er) Beetlejuice. Purely for the hilarity of a young babyfaced Alec Baldwin, and the loveliness of Geena Davis- and definitely for the old-school Jim-Henson-Esque puppetry/greenscreen combination.

6. What was the last musical or theatrical event that you attended? I went to see Brazilian music with my grandmother, but it turned out to be Pseudo-Peruvian, and included an eight piece barbershop-esque group... Strange, but enjoyable.
7. What are the first 3 things you would do if you won the lottery? Make things easier for my various family members under financial pressure (Including my grandmother, who at 68 is still working 5 days a week), buy something fuel-efficient and sexy (Do they make Hybrid Audis?) and go on a road trip to find a piece of land to build my dream house on it.

8. Favourite Children’s Book? The Deliverance of Dancing Bears, The Whale song, Anything Illustrated by Arthur Rackham, The Hobbit.

9. Favourite Flower? For the Aesthetic: Tulips. For the Aromatic: Narcissus. For the Meaning: Amaranth.

10. Describe your PJs: Either a grey wool-cotton blend shirt dress that was such a gorgeous material that I couldn’t resist (at 10$) even though the only size they had was 14... or a singlet and these fabulous two tone purple-and-blue pants that i love dearly, but would die before being caught in...

QUESTIONS FROM: The Swell Life, Rivergirl, and No Fancy Name

And, In the spirit of the New Year:

My silly resolution for 2009: (I didn’t have one)
My serious resolution for 2009: Do a cartwheel at least once. (Completed 6 hours before the cut-off)

My silly resolution for 2010: Cross off at least ¼ of the ‘long term to do’s’ I’m going to write in the next month.
My serious resolution for 2010: Play on the swings at least once a month, if not more often.

Hope your Early New Year was lovely and creative,
All my love,
IP.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Dearest SwissMiss (Designing a signature)

Dearest Swiss-Miss,
Thankyou so much for reminding me how much I love Typography (and clever design)! I only look at your blog once a week to save up the treat...
I looked around at lots of font sites for inspiration before embarking on freehand trialling.
Part One: early trials for signature for the blog.
(Designed in my sketchbook, mechanical pencil and Artline .04 fineliner).
All my love,
Ip.

Dearest Eve, (Tabbouli Recipe)

Currently I'm travelling, so I'm doing a lot of cooking as a 'thankyou for letting me crash on your couch' present, but I'm far away from any sewing implements/ most of my warderobe, so no crafty things/fashion until Feb. at earliest...

Dearest Eve,

You have always been the kind of person I aspired to be- a true artist. You write, you paint, you’re outstanding in your chosen field (contract law... but I’ll forgive.) and you’re the only person I can safely say could equal my mother in the kitchen... and being Jewish, that’s blasphemy.) You’re like another mother to me (and anyone who knows me knows that my parents picked pretty amazing ‘extra’ parents for me... I get my good taste in friends from them.)


I first tasted this traditional Lebanese dish at your home, where many of my best childhood memories came from- your gorgeous art-crammed apartment overlooking the Melbourne Royal Botanical Gardens, the smell of Oil paints wafting from your studio, the ferns that filled your home exuding green loveliness, Vivaldi tinkling quietly in the background, and the sounds, smells, and colours of amazing cooking invading every corner of the house. I’ve been doing my bit to replicate it ever since- be it helping to squeeze the lemons when I was too young to be allowed near knives, and more recently, not only making it from scratch, but slowly adapting the recipe with all sorts of tricks.


SO:


Tabbouli


Ingredients:


1 large bunch parsley
1 spring onion
2 med. Tomatoes
1/3 cup burghul (cracked wheat, available in most health food sections of the supermarket.)
1 lemon (or more- I’m a sour junkie, so it’s more like 2, but 1 is safe to begin with.)
2 tbsp olive oil (do not skimp! Dry Tabbouli is asking for a hacking cough.)
Salt to taste
Bharat to taste (Bharat, meaning ‘India’ – like the Mahabharata, the ‘story of India’ is a mix spice- there are a billion varieties, and it’s best to experiment with all the different types until you find one you like, I’m a fan of half Iraqi Bharat and half Lebanese... but where I’m staying they had no Bharat, so we made some from all that was available:
¼ tsp ground pimento/all spice
¼ tsp ground cinnamon
¼ tsp ground black pepper
(I’d have liked to add ¼ tsp ground cardamom and ¼ tsp ground
coriander seeds... but they were old and manky, and it’s fresh spices or
nothing.)


Method


1. Wash the parsley roughly


2. Pick the leaves off the stalks- if you are impatient like me you can hold the parsley upside-down and pinch the stalk and pull down- it takes practice, but it means you're pulling the leaves off the stalk instead of cutting them off individually.


3. Wash the parsley more carefully (or better yet, with one of these washy-spinny-things.)


4. Chop the parsley- the finer the better. My trick is to take a small handful of parsley at a time, and fold it- packing the parsley as tightly as possible, and then cut the messy end of the bundle off, and chop the rest of the bundle finely, then re-fold the chopped parsley and repeat until it’s as finely chopped as you can muster. It's time consuming, but it's totally worth it.


5. Boil water, and pour 1/3 a cup over the 1/3 cup of burghul- let sit, until the burghul has soaked up all the water, then wash the burghul (so it’s cold) and pour the lemon juice over it. DO NOT put the lemon juice straight on the burghul before washing... If the burghul is hot then all the vitamins and most of the taste of the lemon juice is wasted. A tea strainer/ fine sieve is generally best to wash the burghul.


6. Chop the spring onions and tomatoes as finely as possible


7. Mix the parsley, tomato and spring onions- add olive oil, salt and Bharat.


8. Nom Nom Nom. (translation: enjoy.)

Tabbouli is Full of Iron, and vitamin C. Ladies; you know what I’m talking about: this is the ultimate Aunt Irma Iron-Loss cure. (And if you don’t know who Aunt Irma, you need to watch the IT Crowd- specifically Season 1 Episode 6. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8w9eoZtnJSA i’d embed it, but it’s been ‘removed by request’)


Thankyou so much Eve, For Everything.
All my love,

Ip.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Dearest Jennifer (Australian Christmas Salad)


Even though i'm Jewish, my parents and I had a tradition of Christmas on the St Kilda with their friends; and after the delicious foods were consumed we'd go for a walk.
I think this'd be lovely for a real Australian (bloody hot) Christmas lunch.

Dearest Jennifer (Paterson),
Being a child of parents of a; how shall we put it; slightly hippie-ish nature, and therefore Televisionless for the extent of my childhood and into the forseeable future, I was not a child brought up on the vast slew of cooking shows available on Australian television. The only shows that were on at my Fairy-Godfather's (close friend of the family) house at the times we visited were those things used to fill late-evening slots on SBS. It was then that my family was introduced to you, and Clarissa, and the darling English countryside; and many a happy evening was spent following you as you traipsed around the isles and made deliciousness occur.
My aunt first made a version of this for us at a dinner where we produced your Broad beans in Dill (Season 3, Episode 1: Benedictine Nuns). The link may seem weak- but that dish alone is one of the first reasons i ever started cooking... and this is something i've been experimenting with all week, so stiff biscuits.

Michelle's Salad
Serves 2 (multiply as req.)
Ingrediants:
1 Large/ 2 small Manderin Oranges
1 handful bocconcini/mini mozarella
3 tablespoons slivered almonds (originally Macadamias- but when I added the Bocconcini to the recipe I felt a less fatty nut was required. Substitute the almonds and the Bocconcini with Macadamias to make this a Vegan-friendly option.)
4 large lettuce leaves
1 handful baby lettuce leaf mix
1 handful baby spinach
1 tablespoon white wine vinegar
1 ½ tablespoons lemon juice
1 ½ tablespoons olive oil
¼ Teaspoon best mustard
Black Pepper (freshly ground)
Salt

Method:
1. Peel the Manderin Orange(s) of both pith and the white casing of each segment-
a. With your thumb nail tear the join along the ridge of the segment
b. Peel down both sides and use them to tear away the middle face of the segment
2. Tear each segment into two or three pieces- you want the pieces to be big enough to pack a punch of juice, but not so big that that’s all you are fitting on your fork
3. Cut/Tear the Bocconcini until no piece is bigger than the surface of your thumb-nail
4. Chop the slivered almonds roughly
5. Chop the lettuce and spinach finely- you want to create a lot of fine threads that clump together and bring dressing with them.
6. Mix the vinegar, lemon juice, olive oil, mustard, salt and pepper- can be done in a glass with a fork, or best in a small bottle to really distribute the mustard evenly (otherwise it gets clumpy and doesn’t look the best; although the taste is the same)
7. In a bowl, layer the lettuce, spinach and baby leaves first, then the mandarin pieces, the bocconcini, the almonds and finally the dressing.
8. Nom. Nom Nom Nom.
(as you can see; I only had Iceberg lettuce and no Bocconcini... but this recipe is most tweakable.)

All my love,
Ip.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Welcome; and some explinations

Dearest Audrey,
It's always been a dream of mine, to collect all the things that I find beautiful, and innovative, and inspiring. You were all three- and so; in dedicating my first post to you, I wish to begin on the purest note.

My plan for this adventure is to develop the conceptual basis of the blog as I design the page- amongst the things I intend to do (and; as my tweed-and-bow-tie mathematics teacher used to say: show all my workings.) are
-Artwork for the header (A fawn; probably mechanical pencil, fineliner and watercolour) involving the process of choosing a font for the title and the photoshop process of placement and enhancement. (Will have to wait until I am home in Melbourne with my Windsor and Newtons and my darling Photoshop.)
-Design of a signature- something I find charmingly pretty in any blog.
-Paring down my morbidly obese 'favourite blogs' tab until I can choose only those I find truly well-rounded or of exceptional quality.
-probably many other things. I have forgotten all the things that sprang to mind but an hour ago. Bother.

And along the way
*recipes
*inspiration
*tutorials
*plans
*past projects
*favourite fashion pieces
* '' films
* " books
*outfits (only when particularly meticulously planned/photographed... Shoddy camera work, or uninspiring outfits simply serve to irritate me in the genre of daily-outfit-blogging. Better to not post than post something mundane?- although if you disagree, please let me know: I'm curious.)
*and most probably (although avoided when at all possible) rambling and ranting on the topic of my whimsical choice.

If you should happen to stumble onto this- please tell me what you think. If I'm doing this for other people (as well as myself) I want to know what you enjoy- and what you'd prefer I pared down.

All my love,
Ip.