in my head : under pressure - queen + david bowie

this easter break i resolve to plan the family holiday and finish as much as i can with regards to the final assignments . but before i do all that , i plan to eat my fill , faint as often as i can and sing to kooky songs on my itunes playlist .

on saturday , we journeyed far and wide to get to phillippa's over at armadale . see , phillippa's and us (dpz , sam , jon , mel + yours truly ) , we've got a long history . last year , on our tiny-ass road trip to yarra valley , we popped by a vineyard that stocked the said bakery's goodies . we bought what seemed like a regular ( albeit it being huge + chunkalicious ) brownie , except that it was anything but regular . it was supercalifragilistic-expialidocious-fantastic . so when chris was down , and he mentioned that they had a cafe , i all but flipped out in excitement . on saturday , i told everyone to go and they agreed . we walked , trained and then trammed to arrive at 1030 high street , armadale .




i wore -

lace sleeved dress : supre
bag : loewe
feet : givenchy
scarf : mama

to phillipa's


even big bikes have to stop at traffic lights .


we made it !




be still my beating heart .


sam's croissant with berry jam


i am tagging jon in this .


the russian pastry : a cream cheese pastry rolled into pinwheels with sultanas, walnuts and cinnamon ; not too sweet and perfect with an afternoon latte - agreed .


savoury tart : a combination of smoked salmon , spinach and capers


when in the presence of greatness


you don't settle , go . all . out .


stuffed + waiting



they also had the raspberry tea cake with coconut that was so moist and dense . . and the only word i can use to describe it is - voluptuous . unfortunately i don't have a picture because i was too busy scoffing down the samples .

if you're in melbourne and you're reading this , you need to boogey on down now (especially lianne + lester ) .

if you're not in melbourne and you're reading this , HAHAHAHA too bad .










xoxoxoxoxo ,
soho , sneaking out while no one's looking to attack the belgian brownie .