An Ode to No One silk dress, Tristan Blair booties, earrings, bangle and beads from India. Shot in Katoomba and Bullaburra.

Ten days without posting feels a little like a lifetime in blogging years. If I had more followers, I’d be expecting emails to confirm my dead/alive status.

That being said, everything is going just dandy in the real world. I’m drawing to close on my final weeks at work, have booked an overseas trip to test some waters and hopefully kick start the business plan I’ve hatched in the past few months. I leave for BKK in less than four weeks! Very excited but just that little bit nervous. Yet as always, there’s something about being in Asia that excites me to no end. It has all the earthiness I love in life and is cost effectively rewarding to boot.

Drawing my mind back to present adventures on home turf, we kicked off the extended long long (not a typo) weekend with a trip up (direction west, altitude north) to the Blue Mountains with relaxing and equally chilly pitt stops in Leura and Katoomba. The former is gentrified and old school whereas the latter is rugged with breathtaking views from the famous Echo Point. For me, the most memorable part of it was the vividness of the red leaves that line Leura Mall and some of the quaint residential strips not far from the Sisters. There’s something so romantic in framing streets, parks, and reserves with that outburst of colour, as if to invigorate both life and warmth into the small towns.

With an obvious theme going on, we felt it only right to continue to colour worship by feasting lunch at The Red Door Cafe. Even today, I’m still feeling the decadence of their French toast, made with croissant “bread”, sour strawberries and little over a gallon of maple syrup.

Coming back to black, I’ve been meaning to shoot this dress for a while and have even gone to the trouble of wearing it a couple of times in the past few weeks only to have rainfall rock up as the an accessory. This time, I was unwilling to let 12 degrees weather, chilled winds and imprinted reminders from the previous outfit stop me. The results are imperfect but like this dress, absolutely beautiful when looking back.