At some point at the horizon, the grace of a ballerina meets the devil-may-care attitude of a grunge dresser. Its the point on the scale where its difficult for the needle to tip towards either, glitter or grease. Its a melting pot of style where the lines between girlie and biker are blurred and where it becomes difficult to tell which one is more effortlessly stylish.
This is the era of the neo-style where it is never black or white. We are never just black or white either. As a follow up to which our style aesthetics draw from different parts of us. The good and the bad. The joy and the sins. The black and the white.
Don't try too hard with this look. Elements of these two deep ends of fashion come together seamlessly, for the contrast of the silver rivets with the tulle or the golden glitter of the ballerina shoes and smokey eyes and studded wrist wraps is almost too inviting to miss. The ballerina goes grunge with this one. Just another facet of a person who chooses to not fit into air tight compartments. Don't fall for the twinkle in her eye, for it has seen much more than the beauty of ballet. Much like the black swan.
Pale pink tulle dress: Forever New (Australia)
Leather gilet with silver rivets: Forever 21
Golden ballerinas: Wanted shoes (Australia)
Aviators: Ray Ban (Nicked from Dad)
Arm party: Youshine and Fab Alley
Before I give in to the utilitarian winter fashion dynamics, here is to some whimsical, phantasmagoric styling.