That 70's Love A-Flare

There's no denying silhouettes and details of our late and beloved-Bowie era have made a triumphant return to mainstream dressing. Whether you've even realised it or not, versions of the looks we admired as 'costume' on Ashton and Mila circa That 70s Show have crept back into our closetsTan leather, flared sleeves, flared denim, all-in-ones, bell sleeves, crochet and mellow yellows have been reintroduced, reinvented and reinvigorated.

Admittedly, it was my least favourite era. With my fashion-third-eye carefully honed during the 2000's, the idea of browns and yellows, prints reminiscent of shower curtains, flowing dresses and cork just seemed...old. I understood and even revelled in; the flower-child shift dressing 60s, the shoulder-pad-glitter appeal of the 80s, the barely-there 90's (also making it's comeback via chokers) but the 70's, for me was the undiscovered and totally 'uninteresting' era, until now. 

Print, slinky wrap around Kimonos, Mules

Print, slinky wrap around Kimonos, Mules

The All-in-One with gold and tan accessories, of course.

The All-in-One with gold and tan accessories, of course.

Modern crochet, Tan Jacket and tan suede shoes and more muted gold accessories 

Modern crochet, Tan Jacket and tan suede shoes and more muted gold accessories 


Sky High as published in Bath Life

Most cities have a signature walk. I’m not referring to the strut of its residents but the exploration trek unique to that city which every newcomer or tourist has written on their checklist waiting for a tick.

In Sydney, we have the Bondi to Bronte. Winter or summer, the coastal walk is packed with locals wearing cute neon Nikes, buff lifeguards on their morning run and later in the day tourists who want pictures standing perilously-close to the side of the cliff overlooking the ocean. Now, I’m not insinuating to the National Trust that I discovered the Skyline walk, but in my eyes, it’s brand new territory. The purpose of my column is to rejoice in all the wonders of your city through the prism of a foreigner. So, please take it or leave it, but the next time you decide to do the ‘Skywalk’, remember my stories and the lessons I learnt... 

I remember the very first time I embarked on the Skywalk. The sun was out and it had rained the night before so the meadows glistened as the light touched the blades of grass. As soon as I hit that first peak, which overlooks the city, the sun injected my post- winter skin with Vitamin D, and suddenly, I was overcome by an irrepressible urge to throw my arms out and twirl like Maria in The Sound of Music (you know the scene). The only thing stopping me mid-flight were the perfectly normal people out walking their Labradors, tennis-ball-throwers in hand.

Before I knew it, I had glided, worry free through two Buttermilk fields, taking pictures on my iPhone to capture the beauty to send back home. I passed through two gates.
Then came the mud. Of course, the deluge the night before meant my stroll quickly descended into mudsliding, accompanied by frenzied twig-grabbing. 

The glorious sun hadn’t had time to dry out the steep slopes so I took the headphones out of my ears, TLC’s No Scrubs wasn’t aiding my determination to get back into town without a wet arse or broken thumb. I quickly realised despite my black and white (now off-white/ brown) Nike Free road-running shoes looking sport-luxe with the rest of my carefully- coordinated white ensemble, they are in no way suited to this terrain. I made it out, alive.

First lesson learnt: dress like you’re on Bear Grylls: Mission Survive and wear solid hiking shoes if it’s rained, fashion will understand.

The second time I tackled the Bath Skyline I decided to take a team. I ran out of the house at 9am, sacrificing breakfast for an extra 20 minutes’ sleep and shower, wearing all-black and suitable footwear to beat the muddy terrain. As you all know, every team has a leader – and a map. Two-and-half hours of gossip-and-walk, what looked like a rainforest and 50 cows later I had completed the real Skyline Walk. I’d also discovered why seasoned bushwalkers carry backpacks and take walking sticks. By midday, I was dehydrated, weak, starving and seeing spots.

Lesson two: hydrate and nourish before the trek, and if you commit to the entire walk, there’s no turning back.

Feeling pretty good about my knowledge of the mystery of the rolling meadows that lie above the city, I decided to show off and take my other half. Nourished, hydrated and dressed appropriately we set off for our romantic stroll in nature...

Lesson three is a quick one: if you are taking a male on the Bath Skyline, pack snacks. Also, encourage him to take a football to keep him occupied and the flowers safe. The wonder of nature lasts about 30 minutes before “are we there yet?” wears thin. And no, there are no shortcuts. 

The Sun Won't Set On Santorini

After turning up the romance on the 'party island' Mykonos, we continued our love affair with all things Mediterranean on it's quieter, slightly 'more picturesque', little sister, Santorini.

Despite financial turmoil unfolding on the mainland, the sun still turned the sky pink before taking it's curtain call each evening in Oia. The squid still cooked in the daily sun at the Ammoudi Fish Tavern and the selfie-stick man never failed to show. Life goes on in spectacular style and tradition in the Greek Islands.

Ironically though, we found the best things in Santorini life are free...which is perhaps the secret to their resilience.

The Simple Life. This lovely Fisherman joined us for lunch almost every day. 

The Simple Life. This lovely Fisherman joined us for lunch almost every day. 

We stayed at Canaves Suites where each suite is unique (i.e. 'completely different'). Request Number 25. The Infinity Pool Suite. 

We stayed at Canaves Suites where each suite is unique (i.e. 'completely different'). Request Number 25. The Infinity Pool Suite. 

To Infinityyyy and....beyond 

To Infinityyyy and....beyond 

Santorini Trivia: because the island is flat on one side, the cliffs of Oia were built up to avoid Pirates stealing the islander's gold (which was on the island, we were told, to avoid tax). shhhhhh....  We can attest to the genius of this building site because we climbed the steps and without a donkey you're definitely not sprinting to the top, so when Johnny Depp and the Pirates of the Caribbean came to take their jewels, the locals had time to either  a)hide the gold or b)run.

Santorini Trivia: because the island is flat on one side, the cliffs of Oia were built up to avoid Pirates stealing the islander's gold (which was on the island, we were told, to avoid tax). shhhhhh....  We can attest to the genius of this building site because we climbed the steps and without a donkey you're definitely not sprinting to the top, so when Johnny Depp and the Pirates of the Caribbean came to take their jewels, the locals had time to either  a)hide the gold or b)run.

The marble boardwalk is lined with gorgeous shops (our unanimous pick for girls AND boys was Soho Soho (keep scrolling...)..). This area comes alive at night with sweaty tourists trying to get a picture with themselves, their partner AND the pink skyline (or full moon) all in one. Watching this nightly ritual was a highlight.JUST. BUY. A. SELFIE. STICK. We caved.

The marble boardwalk is lined with gorgeous shops (our unanimous pick for girls AND boys was Soho Soho (keep scrolling...)..). This area comes alive at night with sweaty tourists trying to get a picture with themselves, their partner AND the pink skyline (or full moon) all in one. Watching this nightly ritual was a highlight.JUST. BUY. A. SELFIE. STICK. We caved.

On the way to our favourite and totally FREE spot: Ammoudi Bay. Note: Pack snacks and your sexy holiday snorkels (you can buy from the Convenience stores.)

On the way to our favourite and totally FREE spot: Ammoudi Bay. Note: Pack snacks and your sexy holiday snorkels (you can buy from the Convenience stores.)

The River Suite 

The River Suite 

These flowers (I think mum said Bougainvillias...all I heard was Bogan in that...) are the only splash of natural colour on the cliffside. 

These flowers (I think mum said Bougainvillias...all I heard was Bogan in that...) are the only splash of natural colour on the cliffside. 

A pack of Santorini Special cards in the sunshine (Note: we re-dealt this hand, old mate can see my hand...)

A pack of Santorini Special cards in the sunshine (Note: we re-dealt this hand, old mate can see my hand...)

Daily Routine: With our will to explore or venture too far from our base on low, we went for routine over renegade  this time. We would wake up at 8am, grab our Cappuccino Freddo from Passaggio (see below) and hit the 220 stairs down which lead down to the track which then leads to Ammoudi Bay (and a little piece of heaven) to our secret spot between these rocks (the area just before where the rest of the tourists jump in the the clear green waters.)

Daily Routine: With our will to explore or venture too far from our base on low, we went for routine over renegade  this time. We would wake up at 8am, grab our Cappuccino Freddo from Passaggio (see below) and hit the 220 stairs down which lead down to the track which then leads to Ammoudi Bay (and a little piece of heaven) to our secret spot between these rocks (the area just before where the rest of the tourists jump in the the clear green waters.)

Take your pic from the restaurants lining the water. Dimitri's Tavern was great for Starters (the tomato fritters with tzatiki were insane, not amazing to eat in a bikini but worth the calorific intake). But once we popped our Ammoudi Fish Tavern cherry, we couldn't stay away (order the sun-dried squid, calamari, Greek Salad, Zucchini Fritters and Lobster for dinner.) The waiter was so enthusiastic and passionate about explaining to us the super quality of his foods and the exact engery intake per olive that we couldn't not go again, and again and then again at sunset (which is 830pm on the dot BTW, and it happens fast. I was in heels and had to piggy back to catch it.)

Take your pic from the restaurants lining the water.

Dimitri's Tavern was great for Starters (the tomato fritters with tzatiki were insane, not amazing to eat in a bikini but worth the calorific intake). But once we popped our Ammoudi Fish Tavern cherry, we couldn't stay away (order the sun-dried squid, calamari, Greek Salad, Zucchini Fritters and Lobster for dinner.)

The waiter was so enthusiastic and passionate about explaining to us the super quality of his foods and the exact engery intake per olive that we couldn't not go again, and again and then again at sunset (which is 830pm on the dot BTW, and it happens fast. I was in heels and had to piggy back to catch it.)

The ever so slightly dangerous 'stonewalk' to and from our spot on the bay...

The ever so slightly dangerous 'stonewalk' to and from our spot on the bay...

Scuba Steve taking the rope climb option to our rock

Scuba Steve taking the rope climb option to our rock

Me, on the rock (fits two comfortably).

Me, on the rock (fits two comfortably).

Dinner just before sunset. The Romance of Rose...and a random pirate ship.

Dinner just before sunset. The Romance of Rose...and a random pirate ship.

Standard pose when the waiter takes a photo. (We were physically 'styled' into this exact position for the sake of the 'colour of the wine'.)

Standard pose when the waiter takes a photo. (We were physically 'styled' into this exact position for the sake of the 'colour of the wine'.)

I made him do it. Sunglasses: Tom Ford, Jac and Jack tee, Golden Goose Deluxe Superstars (or VStars for men). What a sort.

I made him do it. Sunglasses: Tom Ford, Jac and Jack tee, Golden Goose Deluxe Superstars (or VStars for men). What a sort.

Cray Colour

Cray Colour

mixing with Classic Monochrome in Soho Soho. (Brands wise think sharp clean; Alexander Wang, Rag and Bone and Velvet cotton pieces.)

mixing with Classic Monochrome in Soho Soho. (Brands wise think sharp clean; Alexander Wang, Rag and Bone and Velvet cotton pieces.)

With most restaurants relying on the sunset to float their business (over differentiating their menus), we found this absolute gem hidden behind the church. Fino has an Aussie-esque quality in its fresh, modern, innovative, tasty take on their standard variety of food. And the cocktails are not the standard either. Order the Fino (Pineapple) or what we called 'the Ginger one please'. They'll know, it comes highly recommended.

With most restaurants relying on the sunset to float their business (over differentiating their menus), we found this absolute gem hidden behind the church.

Fino has an Aussie-esque quality in its fresh, modern, innovative, tasty take on their standard variety of food. And the cocktails are not the standard either. Order the Fino (Pineapple) or what we called 'the Ginger one please'. They'll know, it comes highly recommended.

Must orders: Tuna Tataki with Wasabi crunch, the Aubergine Souffle, Lobster rolls and then share (if you must or go solo if you're a champion) the Lobster Risotto. Wow.

Must orders: Tuna Tataki with Wasabi crunch, the Aubergine Souffle, Lobster rolls and then share (if you must or go solo if you're a champion) the Lobster Risotto. Wow.

Not good coffee, Great. Started every day here. The Line Up: The Cappuccino Freddo is the cold whipped looking one, then an espresso with milk/cream is the iced latte looking one and two slushies for the trip to the airport. And my Chanel Boy saving the seat next to Hulk Hogan...

Not good coffee, Great. Started every day here.

The Line Up: The Cappuccino Freddo is the cold whipped looking one, then an espresso with milk/cream is the iced latte looking one and two slushies for the trip to the airport.

And my Chanel Boy saving the seat next to Hulk Hogan...

Despite the odd Bride, dressing on Santorini is much more chilled than it's sexy cousin Mykonos. I lived in shorts, singlets and bikinis (all predominantly black and white). With of course my Boy and Submariner to sex it up a little for dinner dates. The hat never came off because the humidity had me looking like Carrie Bradshaw pre-curling iron episodes.  Note: Definitely NO HEELS. I tried one fateful night and had to order a piggy back. In a dress.

Despite the odd Bride, dressing on Santorini is much more chilled than it's sexy cousin Mykonos. I lived in shorts, singlets and bikinis (all predominantly black and white). With of course my Boy and Submariner to sex it up a little for dinner dates. The hat never came off because the humidity had me looking like Carrie Bradshaw pre-curling iron episodes. 

Note: Definitely NO HEELS. I tried one fateful night and had to order a piggy back. In a dress.

See?

See?

Our first selfie stick. A must to get your big heads and the backdrop in all at once. Being couply and romantic is not an act of seclusion over here. With the daily flow of women getting their photos taken in wedding dresses you won't be judged for soppy selfies. If anything, I judge for not jumping in at least 10 while you're there. (We hadn't perfected how to get the 'shaft' out of shot here.)

Our first selfie stick. A must to get your big heads and the backdrop in all at once.

Being couply and romantic is not an act of seclusion over here. With the daily flow of women getting their photos taken in wedding dresses you won't be judged for soppy selfies. If anything, I judge for not jumping in at least 10 while you're there. (We hadn't perfected how to get the 'shaft' out of shot here.)

Steps from the bottom to the top. 220. Plus around 20 they don't mark on the steps. Sweat on.

Steps from the bottom to the top. 220. Plus around 20 they don't mark on the steps. Sweat on.

 Or take a donkey (Actually Mules as they are half horse, hence their size) for 5 euros. This method is a list ticker but they are stubborn as hell and will run your legs along the wall if they please. 

 Or take a donkey (Actually Mules as they are half horse, hence their size) for 5 euros. This method is a list ticker but they are stubborn as hell and will run your legs along the wall if they please. 

Selie No. 1008933

Selie No. 1008933

No. 1008934

No. 1008934

 

There's a 'Tale of Two Greeces' unfolding across the world's media, with story lines of struggle and despair on the mainland juxtaposed with foreigners partying on the islands. In turn, this has created an unjustified sense of guilt or fear guiding tourists to cancel their holidays. Rumours of having to carry wallet loads of Euros and warnings about being left stranded by rioting airport workers are starting to having an impact on this bustling and usually thriving holiday destination.

Without creating the impression it was a ghost-town (couldn't have been further from), it's clear the industry isn't running at full throttle. With tourism one of Greece's primary earners, particularly on the islands where they have only the hot months to maximise profit margins, the only sad sight to behold is a spare hotel room or unfilled seat at a restaurant owned by magic-makers ready to work. 

Despite the proximity and allure of; Spain, France or perhaps Italy for equally stunning views and delicious fare, we decided to return to the magical islands that made us obsess over Olive Oil, consider a quad bike or donkey a reasonable form of transport and put our phones down. Like supporting a friend going through a tough time, we won't 'bail' Greece. 

The Romance of Mykonos

Some spend their Mykonian nights dancing on tables until the sun rises, others spend it trawling through the luxurious boutiques of town in Chora. For me, it was the romance of the island's sunsets, food fresh from the ocean and green waters...

Heidi Klein bikini from Pam Pam Swim, Sydney.  Hotel: Cavo Tagoo, Mykonos

Heidi Klein bikini from Pam Pam Swim, Sydney. 

Hotel: Cavo Tagoo, Mykonos

Heidi Klein bikini from Pam Pam swim, Sydney.

Heidi Klein bikini from Pam Pam swim, Sydney.

If you only have a few precious days don't waste them on a beach that doesn't suit you, they all have their own unique character and qualities. There's; organised luxury, relaxed cool, adrenaline rush, untouched local and totally abandoned.

Psarou: think a luxurious but packed beach with decadent sushi served to you on trays and yachts parked off-shore. Put your resort wear on for this one.

Get lost in the maze of Chora for white lace, leather sandals, luxury stores, tourist spots, feral cats, Froyo and Gelato....

Get lost in the maze of Chora for white lace, leather sandals, luxury stores, tourist spots, feral cats, Froyo and Gelato....

Jet Skiing on Kalafati Beach 

Jet Skiing on Kalafati Beach 

Kalafati Beach is where your adrenaline fix is waiting in the clearest waters I've ever seen. 

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Elia Beach boasts more options which we took full advantage of; jet skiing, parasailing, jet packs and doughnut-ing. 

Marysia Swim Broadway Bikini (bought from Pam Pam Swim in Sydney)

Marysia Swim Broadway Bikini (bought from Pam Pam Swim in Sydney)

Hiring a boat for the day (or just 4 hours) is the best way to take in private coves, secluded stretches of sand and see the islands from the outside in. Oh, champagne and wi-fi included.

Fresh squid headed for the grill at Spilia

Fresh squid headed for the grill at Spilia

My most memorable discovery was the island's ' 'Hidden Restaurant', tucked away in cave accessed by along a small wooden and stone path tracking the side of a cliff off Aggio-Anna Beach. With bottles of Rose wine lying across rock pools filled with lobster and fresh linen table cloths, Spilia is a MUST-EAT. We went twice, which in island terms is a lot. 

Mussels in garlic and white wine sauce at Spilia (served in a shell of course).

Mussels in garlic and white wine sauce at Spilia (served in a shell of course).

Grilled Chilli Squid at Spilia 

Grilled Chilli Squid at Spilia 

The Rock Jump just up from Spilia Restaurant  (NB there's a lower level to get your adrenaline pumping before the big step. tip: take your Go Pro!!)

The Rock Jump just up from Spilia Restaurant  (NB there's a lower level to get your adrenaline pumping before the big step. tip: take your Go Pro!!)

The only way to get around the island - a Quad bike! If you have a heavy load (e.g. a 113kg man) on the back ask for a 70cc or 170cc bike or face running up the Paradise Beach hill!

The only way to get around the island - a Quad bike! If you have a heavy load (e.g. a 113kg man) on the back ask for a 70cc or 170cc bike or face running up the Paradise Beach hill!

Nautical for boating days.

Nautical for boating days.

Khaki slips (All Saints) and Nude heels (Toni Bianco) for dinner at Nammos, Psarou Beach.

Khaki slips (All Saints) and Nude heels (Toni Bianco) for dinner at Nammos, Psarou Beach.

Panama Hats... always.

Panama Hats... always.

Spilia 

Spilia 

Cavo Tagoo, Mykonos.  We ate the most amazing sushi at the hotel's restaurant Kiku most nights, coupled with gorgeous cocktails, it was easily the best restaurant we found. Also noteworthy was; Matasushi (Nobu) at the Belevedere Hotel and Ramezzo. 

Cavo Tagoo, Mykonos. 

We ate the most amazing sushi at the hotel's restaurant Kiku most nights, coupled with gorgeous cocktails, it was easily the best restaurant we found. Also noteworthy was; Matasushi (Nobu) at the Belevedere Hotel and Ramezzo.