In January, in Paris, I got a pair of black leather lace-up shoes from a second-hand store that weighs your choices and charges by the…
When countries outside of Japan started to realise that Lolita fashion was a thing, I was still a kid, busy tottering around the house in…
I was in the Tokyo suburb of Shibuya when I first laid eyes on one. Nothing about my bright and hectic surroundings felt familiar to…
A new breed of feminism has been rearing its big, beautiful head. The fourth wave has swept in on the tides of the internet the…
While shopping is generally fairly low on a hobo’s list of things to do while exploring a new place, Wellington is packed with second-hand vintage…
Gone are the days where looking like crack whore was confronting and concerning. Wear your pyjamas in public and leave your eyeliner halfway down your…
During my journey through India last year, I attempted to do the whole “I am such a free spirit and I am going to bleach…
