This kaftan is a design by an ethical clothing company called “Bachhara”. The head piece crafted by a local Perth jewellery maker. The image was taken several years ago in collaboration with an agency and stylist.
The documentary I’ve just finished watching “The True Cost”. highlights the destructive nature of fashion.
The documentary also details the insane consumption of the Western World. The greed and blindness to our incessant need to have more stuff. The message is clear… The masses need to wake up to acknowledge that the pitch of advertising, has made us dull and ambivalent.
We need to start thinking about people that this might effect outside of our home countries.
It’s made me pause to think…wow, I do not support this.
I’m not doing enough…
This documentary, broke my heart. I’m going to be more conscious. There are shops I’m going to actively avoid, that I know exploit workers and ravage our planet. The damage is harrowing…
Through the “True Cost” website you can learn more and shop better… click here.
Mike joked and told me these shoes are too cool for me…
I don’t even know why I’m posting about them, apart from the fact that I’m glad they are mine.
Before I met this ring, I never really wore jewellery. It caught my eye on a cold winter day while I was strolling through the Chateau Lake Louise in Banff National Park (where I worked) with a good friend (Carly!). I can’t remember what we were doing there at the time, but neither of us had the intention of buying anything. There was something calming and pleasing to me in the design. It was modestly priced for silver and fit my nimble (child like) fingers perfectly. I think I paid about $32.00 for it.
Do you have a personal item that you love? Where did you find it?
I’ve been wearing this ring on my hand now for nearly 8 years. (Carly if you’re reading correct me if I’m wrong). It’s the only thing apart from my tattoo, that has stayed with me this long unchanged. I feel safe with it on.
Mike and I were sitting in a natural hot spring on the side of a mountain road once and we saw the chemical change of silver and sulphur mixing. The ring changed into a dramatic beautiful blue/red/copper temporarily. It recently changed colour when I cleaned it in some boiling water, with aluminium, sodium bi carb and vinegar… to this soft pale creamy silver.
I’ve fiddled and spun it on my finger in a sort of trance while I’ve been in a waiting line…and it’s given me great grief if It’s ever slipped off or I’ve misplaced it.
Like losing my mind grief.
Never in the history of loving an inanimate object has someone loved a thing as much as me and this ring.