Alright, so where do I start? For one, I've been a bad bad blogger. I've thought about blogging far more than the actual act of doing so. I want to bring new and exciting content to all of you, but when I'm wearing ceil blue scrubs (sexyyyy) Monday to Friday from sunrise to sunset I just feel scrubby and a bit of a hypocrite. I'm now a firm believer that what you wear determines how you feel and behave.

Seeing patients has been tough. You learn to put others' needs before yours. I caught my first cold in 3 years and fell asleep last night with a fever. Major booo. I woke up this morning with a leaky faucet of a nose, but I wanted to turn things around. I banished my scrubs into the laundry hamper and put on something I enjoyed. The boy and I took a walk in the city, attempted to rent some Dutch bicycles to ride along the river (they didn't have any), grabbed some coffee and finally picked up the Jil Sander suit I selected for him last week after some alterations were needed. He looks so elegant in it. Raf, you make men hot. Thank you. You are the best cure for a nasty cold!

I'm back! What have I been up to? Well, the stress of exams and seeing patients have been killing me lately. The past week and a half was pretty miserable. I felt robotic, alone, and tired. Without going into too many details, I just know that I really need to take care of myself better. This weekend has restored a huge piece of my sanity. I was treated to a spectacular Silversun Pickups and Muse show by my boy's family and some downtime with my family. Anyway, these pictures were snapped near my childhood home. The sun was shining and I was wearing my Alaia's and a pair of vintage shades. Translucent lilac, the circular frames, they're too perfect. I don't wear sunglasses often, but when I do, they have to be fun!

Wearing vintage trousers, H&M tee, F21 faux leather jacket, Azzedine Alaïa shoes, Oiseau Vintage sunglasses.

Edit: By the way, a lovely reader spotted me in the March issue of Cleo New Zealand and sent over a photograph of the small feature. Not too sure why my DIY is labeled as Givenchy-inspired, but these are all minor details anyway, right? Thanks Jill and Cleo mag! xo.

As I type this I can hear torrential rain outside my window. It's been nasty. Wind, ice cold rain piercing my face and the sun setting before it even rises. Here are some things that made today a little bit brighter. My Azzedine Alaïa's and wannabe-Wang-sunnies arrived! It was a pretty funny sight seeing these two items next to one another--the very essence of high meets low, covetable and collectible pieces meets fast and disposable fashion. Check out the sunglasses though. Not too shabby!

This lovely trench is a gift from my mother's closet. She parts with the prettiest things, including this vintage khaki coloured floor-sweeping trench, claiming she never wears them. The cropped sleeves perfectly contrast the exaggerated long train of the coat and the silhouette it creates reminds me of lab coats. Lab coats as outerwear for Spring? This is giving me ideas as I definitely have more than a few lab coats sitting around that could use alterations. The sterile white of lab coats is depressing! This reminds me of a photograph I saw on The Sartorialist a few years ago. The young man is rocking a forest green lab coat. I can imagine him pipetting solutions and working in a hood before being snapped by Scott on the street. Oh my imagination.

I feel like I'm currently on a twelve-step program recovering from wearing head-to-toe black. Apparently embarking on such a program also involves throwing crappy peace signs and wearing a dress that suspiciously resembles a certain Chloé Spring 2007 dress. This dress was bought secondhand with the label cut out. Meh, who cares. I still love the retro 70s print. I love the shades of ochre, brown and mustard. And I love you. Happy V-day! Hoping it's a lovely one.