Melbourne’s Fair Lady
A little Shaybird over at Petrova house sent me these pretty pictures last night. They are from the look book for Lady Petrova’s Spring Summer collection ‘Love Hotel.’ Those who own Foxtel will be familiar with the name. I am not a Foxtel subscriber but I do remember our fashion writer Regan speaking his praises when the designer appeared on the Australian Project Runway series.

Beside that I had not heard much of the Melbourne designer until now. Anyone who can produce a pastel collection of lace overlays, Peter Pan collars, pussy bows, sheer frills, love heart necklines and still manage to make it look modern and sexy wins in my book. In theory it should be a diabetic overdose of sugary sweet, but these painterly pictures prove otherwise. That colourful braid and strong brows help the modernity cause too. Love a good brow. The images have an innocent mysticism too them, while the clothes are, as the name suggest, very lady-like.

There is a unique edge to their classic cuts that is easier said than found in the current consumer market. For the naughty girl who stays out partying all night in her bra with an apple on her head then has to wake up the next morning, wipe the eyeliner out from under her eyes (don’t lie to yourself, you’ve done it to) put on a dress and pretend to be a lady at a high tea. If only I had known about Lady Petrova last year when I had to attend the Stanford High Tea with people from work, hung over as all fark, after only three hours of sleep, wearing tartan pants and a white t-shirt. Surrounded by a sea of floral dresses, pearls and little sandwiches, my delightful red tartan pants certainly bought attention to my seedy state and really brought out the red in my tired eyes. Where were you and your delightful frocks then Petrova! Really could have used you. But as Oprah says, now that I know better, I’ll do better. Thanks little Shaybird.