Tuesday, February 6, 2024

The Melbourne Look

Yes, apparently we have one. This is of course a gross generalisation but there is some truth in it. 

I hope I know how to best dress myself in a casual manner and if I was younger and had money to spend on clothing, with today's importance on fashion, I expect I would spend time and money on 'the right look'. But I don't.

Black hair and bright or dark red lipstick is a Melbourne look. In the gay circles I used to move in, this colour was called ****sucker red. I actually just shrugged my shoulders. I don't know why.

We do get snow, up in 'dem 'dere hills but the trees look very un-Australian, though her look is Melbourne. 


This photo is probably quite realistic. 


And this one.



Getting towards eshay, but eshay has become a style as much as it was ever an identity.


Boys' night out.


Cool look and a great casual style.


This dude is very Melbourne.

37 comments:

  1. Oh dear. I feel it must be quite time consuming to get the right "look" these days. Thank goodness I am now far too old and saggy to be noticed.

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    1. I get that JayCee but I know you still care about personal appearance.

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  2. There's no point in acquiring 'the look' because, as sure as eggs is eggs (or x is x, makes no sense either way!) 'the look' will have changed as soon as you have caught up. I never tried - half my problem, really;-)

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    1. JB, it is a quite futile pursuit that most grow out of as they age.

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  3. Yeah Melbourne loves colour black. I only buy cheapest clothes on sale in K Mart

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    1. And now you need a new pair of shorts Roentare. Back to K Mart.

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  4. Oh dear. Except for the boys' night out, where they look lovely, all the others look daggy.

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    1. I cannot agree Hels. Men in suits with bow ties kind of look a bit daggy to me.

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  5. I have to agree with JayCee. High school bullies targeted me for not having the right labels on my attire. Whatever... Than you for sharing this interesting insight.

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    1. Darla, I hear that is a thing, but it wasn't when I was at school. Our age difference shows.

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  6. I like the Melbourne look. Everything looks better with good shoes.
    The way Sydneysiders dress is so much trashier

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    1. Kylie, blogger John Gray of Wales says the best insult he can up with for a woman is look them up and down and then say, 'cheap shoes'.

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    2. It's a great line but somehow I think it's lost on the recipients!

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  7. In the authentic or real Melbourne which is of course in Derbyshire, England, "The Melbourne Look" includes wellington boots, flyhole unzipped, shirt hanging out, flat cap and a grizzly unshaven chin. You would fit in well Andrew.

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    1. YP, it is a bit American, but can I add a piece of straw sticking out the side of my mouth?

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    2. Certainly. Looking good is often about the small details.

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  8. Fun post. They pretty much have the 'city' look going. In my little corner of the world, it's a bit more casual, but most of the folks in the pictures would fit right into Philly.
    Sandra sandracox.blogspot.com

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    1. Sandra, just a vague thought has been in my head is that there is some kind of mental connection between Melbourne and Philly.

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  9. They would all fit in well here in Toronto too. What is it about big cities and black clothes?

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    1. Pat, Toronto is probably similar to Melbourne in that the extensive use of black clothing is confined to certain parts of town. I think NYC was pretty big on black too.

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  10. I was never a slave to fashion, apart from the Mary Quant era where we were ahead of North America in adopting the minis and the micro minis. What liberation! And then on to hot pants. I did have an obsession with shoes at one point though, tbh. All colours and styles and teetering stilettoes with a mini with black hose. Demz were the dayz.
    I would have like the Melbourne look. Now I don't give a rat's a...
    XO
    WWW

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    1. WWW, I bet you were a fine specimen in hot pants. Where did out young years go? The best older people can hope for is to look classy and well turned out, but what a bother and it costs so much.

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  11. I never tried to emulate any "look", mostly because I don't care about fashion, I care about comfort. "my" looks these days is plain and frumpy. Usually clean though sometimes I get up and throw on yesterday's clothes and call it good enough.

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    1. River, I wear shirts for three days and jeans for two months without washing. It is not laziness but a deliberate choice. I don't think I smell or look dirty.

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  12. I do like that big red and black scarf/wrap on the woman in picture 4

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    1. Yes, that woman in with the scarf has a real Melbourne winter look.

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  13. Older I got I look for comfort over fashion.

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  14. Love the red lipstick. The clothes look normal to me.

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    1. It's me again, Margaret with the above comment!

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    2. Margaret, something about that shade of red lipstick really speaks to me.

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  15. The grays in my hair would clash with those clothes.

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    1. Kirk, I thought you were thirty. Now my fantasising is spoilt.

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  16. What a load of pampered posers. And I thought the Melbourne look was exemplified by Neighbours.

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    1. Neighbours, the greatest lie ever told to British people. Well, I think it is. I've never watched it.

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  17. I did buy a couple of fashionable light coats for this winter, but mostly it is jeans and comfortable shirts.

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