In less than a decade “high society” has collapsed into a fabulous free-for-all regulated by brands, event organisers and PR gurus and open to virtually any wanna-be partyprince or princess with…
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They can bang out a tiny artwork in 10 minutes, record a whimsical wisp of our fashionable self in pen and wash that is treasurable forever. Janice Breen Burns meets four…
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Estelle Michaelides flies east to meet two designers poised on the brink of fashion’s future… “…My reaction to fashion is emotional and intuitive. I view it like art, with an open…
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Models are gone, catwalk’s in bits, punters have all but skittered back to the ‘burbs. Melbourne Fashion Week is done for another year. Got time for a last frocky blast? Voxfrock’s…
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Melbourne Fashion Week is kaput for another year, Dear Ones. Time to muster its best bits and compose the lists and galleries that will mark this one for decades to come.…
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The Voxfrock Rookies are fashion’s future journalists, sharp as tacks, ethically sound, radars ever-pinging for the knutty knub of every frocky story. Their wordskills are honed at Voxfrock’s knee and at…
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The Voxfrock Rookies are fashion’s future journalists, sharp as tacks, ethically sound, radars ever-pinging for the knutty knub of every frocky story. Their wordskills are honed at Voxfrock’s knee, and at…
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The Voxfrock Rookies are fashion’s future journalists, sharp as tacks, ethically sound, radars ever-pinging for the knutty knub of every frocky story. Their wordskills are honed at Voxfrock’s knee, and at…
