fashion find it for you: Justin Bieber and I go way back; and to brogue or not to brogue?

So. Look who I found lurking in the perfume department of my local Ballarat Myer.

Yes. Biebs himself. Turns out we have super similar tastes in womens eau de parfum.

I think he liked my hat.

No, it is actually not him *surprise surprise*. Because, if it was, I would be a screaming mess somewhere in the linen department, alternating between shrieking and crying uncontrollably. Now, this would not have occurred because of a love for Justin Bieber (sorry Biebs - I think I may be just a TAD old to be thinking of you in any sort of romantic fashion. Sad, but true. Even though you complimented me on my choice in headwear); but due to my total adulation of the celebrity. It is a strange affliction of which I have no control; the minute anyone even remotely famous is within metres of me I turn into a overexcited lunatic - shaking and whimpering and needing to lie down. Example one: A previous place of employment was Sportsgirl's flagship store, where having a celeb in store was almost a weekly occurrence. One such day, Rickie Lee was doing a bit of a shop. I was on fitting room duty, and literally spent the entire time hiding in a change room shrieking madly and peeking out from behind the curtain. Next, along came Paulini, where I then got the bright idea to play her album rather loudly over the speakers and dance out madly from the back room. That did not go down so well, nor did the time I served Paula Joy (who at the time was the editor of my BIBLE - Shop til you Drop) and was lost for words; I literally could not get a single syllable out and completed the entire transaction in red-faced silence. Needless to say I was soon banned from being in the store when any form of celebrity was there. Another time my sister and I saw Hamish Blake walking down Chapel St. Yes, OMG Hamish. We were lurking behind him clutching each other and giggling uncontrollably. Turns out his girlfriend was in the car just ahead and saw the whole thing, and then politely pointed it out to him as well. Fab. And then there was the time working in David Jones I got into the service lift with none other than Megan Gale. I literally spent the entire ride facing the corner of the lift with my mouth open and I thought for sure I was going to faint; and then tripped out of the lift and almost fell over right in front of her. Crap.

I could go on, but I will spare myself the embarrassment. I don't know what is wrong with me, and bf absolutely hates it.

Speaking of celebrities - I am still totally obsessed with the Voice. I should point out my idea of celebrity is basically anyone who has been on television, all reality TV shows included. Change that to especially reality TV shows included. Received a quick fashion find on Rachael Leahcar *quick fact DID you know Rachael Leahcar is Rachael Leahcar backwards? WIERD* 's white dress as worn during the 'My Hands' performance. This one:

Turns out it is the Ted Baker 'Telago' lace embroidered ball dress. Here:

Gorgeous huh? Interested - snap it up HERE from Nordstrom.com - only a cool $893.59. Fab.

I also loved Delta's white maxi v neck closing number tonight. Pity it was hidden behind the piano - I shall do some more digging and uncover that baby as well.

SO. Today's outfit.

Today I am Grease-ing it up. Chang chang changitty chang ti bop. As much as I adore it, the Alexander Wang leather sleeved blazer some times feels like a fashion forward Letterman jacket; totally like am trying out for track. Or whatever track is. Anyway - this was worn over the new Zara black zip detail short sleeve tee, and then over the bright red cropped Zara peg leg pants. I then finished it off with the Seed Femme black ankle boots - done. And then I looked in the mirror - and was not impressed. SO off came the red, and on came the trusty Levi jeggings. Then couldn't decide to brogue or not to brogue.. I went with the grey option overall.

Spent the entire day racing around work. Flats make me feel super speedy and efficient; I seem to have energy to burn when my feet are flat on the ground.

EBay purchase update - nothing. No deliveries, no new buys. Bidded on five items and won none. Oh.

Speaking of flats - waiting for these bad boys to end: