Australian designer wares by Konstantina Mittas are now heavily reduced – her featured Capsule Collection is a girly-girly style with a glam-rock edge. Get ready to dress like a bold and brave fashion muse with this unformidable collection.
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The store will be located right next door to Mimco and opposite to Sass and Bide. SAMBAG’s Spring/Summer 10 collection will be fully delivered and offer an array of bags, swimwear, accessories, summer apparel as well as unique and endless variations of the SAMBAG classic ballet flat.
The Pop Up Store will create buzz and surprise as the first week of November will then see the opening of SAMBAG’s new permanent store just around the corner. The spring opening will be timed perfectly for Chadstone’s celebrated VIP shopping night in late November and for Christmas. The store, situated at the entrée to the designer fashion walkway, opens with the full High Summer 2010 SAMBAG range.
It’s SAMBAG’s second toehold in a shopping centre. The first, in Chadstone’s sister centre in Chatswood, Sydney opened in May 2009, and has since rivalled SAMBAG’s flagship store in Woollahra as the group’s highest performer. SAMBAG Chadstone will feature the brand’s signature blue interiors albeit with a fresh take. Penny Kinsella from Essi Designs, is applying a contemporary approach but maintaining the inviting plush atmosphere of sister stores with ottomans, mirrored surfaces, and pendulum lights.
SAMBAG, which this year celebrates its 13th year of confirming Australian style, was founded by Sam Wagner in 1997; SAMBAG’s “affordable luxury” is known for quality, style and beautiful finishes. Beginning with simple but covetable totes SAMBAG now offers a lifestyle proposition for fresh, simple, no-fuss stylistas, with shoes and boots, bags, clothing, accessories, swimwear and a capsule range of SAMBAG for kids as well as endless updates of the SAMBAG classic ballet flat.
Chadstone has for years set the tone as an influencer in retailing with ongoing developments in 2009 attracting a cluster of desirables - Gucci, Burberry, Miu Miu, Jimmy Choo and Prada et al - under its ever expanding roof. It had the highest retail turnover of any centre in Australia last year at $1.2billion. The strong branding as the “fashion capital” positioned Chadstone at the fashion epicentre of Melbourne, drawing crowds of 360,000 on Boxing Day 2009, from a trade area comprising one million people – 25% of the city’s population.
Wagner, who feels the fashion hub of Chadstone is ideal to capitalise on the recent strength of the Melbourne market complementing as it does the area’s demographic, has already opened five SAMBAG stores; Woollahra, Chatswood and the Strand Arcade in Sydney, as well as two (soon to be three) Melbourne stores: Prahran East and Albert Park. SAMBAG Online was relaunched in June and has seen an increase in sales of over 200%. And now her SAMBAG aesthetic – and the many variations of Wagner’s well-known SAMBAG Tina ballet flat – will dance into the heart of Chadstone.
it's not there
until you're taking the hits
the more you try
the more you're there
what we think we know
silence seeps like mould in the rain
can we say there's something else?
when all we've ever tried to be is right in front of us
whispering hopes of something divine
we can't huddle underneath the pain
promise me you'll not do the things i've done
believe whatever gets you through
we'll move forward when our hopes are right in front of us
so take me for granted,
one last time.
basically what i'm getting at is that my long-term partner in crime Valentina and I will reinvent this blog to wow you little dazzlers and punch you in the face with our observations on life. photos / videos / poems / interpretive dance - the forms of expression are endless. one thing that will be consistent is our sheer passion and commitment to whatever it is we're bringing you. we're starting small but aiming high and we welcome any and every little contribution you may have. we hope you can relate & enjoy!
not only do people around the world write things to themselves but they actually follow them through!! who would have thought. oh, you did? i didn't. i have a diary and an iphone and guess which one gets used even more than the over will ever be?
i just love stationery stores, so this shouldn't be a problem at all. its like walking into a shoe store - they're pretty and expensive and the lighting is extra good, the merchandise inspires quality writing - so what's left to hate about them!
i like it when i have exclamation points in my notes to self, it re-iterates my point. i don't like it when i write in some sort of code so that nobody can ever understand what i was ever trying to say, if they (somehow) stumble across my note to self. uggh, it's a note to self, i think it'll be immune to others reading it all by itself without the help of pig latin.
anyway, this is a note i found which was written a good five years ago while cleaning my room, aka death trap with shoes. it's comforting to know i took a moment to record my goals, however small they were. take note of the sheer wisdom.
Think before you react.
Practise Concious Communication.
Live your life more in public - share it!
Take all bad as challenges.
Create for yourself what you feel is missing.
Smile like you mean it.
Relate to people as if they're your best friend!
Dare to show enthusiasm!
just something we all wish you weren't.
it's almost like telling a fish to breathe out of water, because no expectations means no
it's taken a while to build up, a moment to die down,
but when i see you again, it'll be like nothing has changed.
at least i hope it will.
if youth and determination were all that mattered, it still wouldn't fit right.
like a limb torn off, and sewn back together with fishing wire.
alterior motives don't show when you're not looking for them,
and i was blinded, so blinded.
it's funny how we do that.
and never let it show,
just like we want the pain.
take it away though, and it's all the more painful.
happy new year babies.
Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.
The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.
It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.