Friday, January 14, 2011


Mish and I both scored the day off work, so we hit the highway for the ramblin' Mountains.

With tree lined streets and flowers blossoming over picket fences, it's no wonder that Leura is known as the Garden Village.

Though we're both broke, we both managed to convince ourselves that we needed to buy a dress - Mish nabbed a lovely 1950's summer dress and I bought 1970's maxi dress (it's a practical travel piece...right?).

After lunch we hot footed it out of Leura before we spent any more moola. In Wentworth Falls we spotted these gorgeous art deco tiles.

A couple of posters advertising the upcoming 1920's festival also caught our attention. To say I'm peachy keen is a bit of an understatement. I've been dreaming about flapping about the place since seeing The Sartorialist's pictures of New York's Jazz-Age Lawn Party.

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