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…
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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, then at…
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With one word and three beautiful faces, Melbourne Fashion Week has plugged into one of the most significant cultural quakes this century – diversity. By Janice Breen Burns. This cover story…
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Among the Town Hall’s milling multitudes at Melbourne Fashion Week, pleats draped every whichway and soft slabs of spring colour caught the eyes and lense of our intrepid guest Voxfrockers Kayla…
