at the end of the day.

 ...we're living on temporary high's.

this city is too small for what i have planned. get me out of here!!

stay right here. i'll be back in a bit...

not quite sure how these long distance relationships work, but everyone seems to be in one at the moment. the feeling of leaving someone behind is a little on the down side, but if you return and the distance didn't change a thing, then that's something to smile about i guess. i miss you Like Crazy.

lady blue.

spotted this silverfox outside of work the other day. cream button up blouse, high waisted navy skirt and tan Jeevus sandals. tres chic. all oldies should look like this!

in your Sunday's best.

i've had a sudden outburst of motivation. it came in the form of leather, copper, feather and twine. could this be the beginning of the comeback collection? it may just be...

the cover up.

i want what i want...

 and the universe is asking, what the fuck are you waiting for?

in the palm of my hand.

good evening Maidenettes. Cotton Ball says it's a pleasure to meet you :)

as far as i can see...

 one day i'm going to publish my captures. that one day will be bliss.
but until then, care to flickr me?

a touch of class.

 David Jones Bridal Windows.

Steven Khalil | Karen Willis Holmes | Akira | Collette Dinnigan

a maiden's playground.

 David Jones is finally restoring elegance back into it's flagship store on Elizabeth Street, with the opening of the 7th floor and bridal suite. with Australian designer gowns by Karen Willis Holmes, Steven Khalil, Alex Perry, Akira, Lisa Ho, Collette Dinnigan and Carla Zampatti, accompanied with accessories by Lisa Gowing, Johanna Johnson, Jimmy Choo and Christian Louboutin you're looking at fine detail and 4 digit prices. so get ready to spend big if you're thinking of shopping this suite. on the other hand, the view from the 7th floor is priceless.

welcoming the winter season.

 David Jones AW12 New Season Runway.

Willow | Kirrily Johnston | black ankle strap pointers | final walk.

DJ's big apple.

first day back at work and this is what i get...NYC all up in my face! it's no wonder that i couldn't wait to come back home. i love everything about the launch of the new season: the catalogue, the trends, the theme, the concept and Miranda! the guys did such a great job with the styling, merchandising and of course the graff work kudos to the bro and his mate. a post on the trip maybe tomorrow. right now, it just feels good to be home :)

scratching the surface.

they say time heals old wounds. time did fuck all. it's all you.

let me re-introduce the situation. Maiden is the label, created once upon a time as a creative outlet. it made its way around town and even jumped a few continents. this blog is my personal visual diary. i compile alot of pieces of paper, clearly i do the same with jpegs. the job does not pay that well, but i get a kick out of making things look visually appealing. at least i'm not stuck behind a desk. the passion lies within designing, not creating cheap rip offs of your dream dress. it's quite offensive really. i'm in awe of a furry faced hippie, he is the epitome of life. the beauty of it is that he doesn't even know it. and as for love, i heard it exists. but then again, nothing lasts forever. let the inspirational journey begin. New York, London, Paris, i'll let you be my drug. if i say no to you this year, don't take it personal. i'm just being selfish, i'm entitled to it.

the second degree.

 the work i left behind.

gradient grecian bridesmaid dresses x2

for Fadhila.