What are your every day, must-reads, online or off?
First up, I do my affirmations. Then I read a lot of Australian news and lifestyle sites plus the Huffington Post and Time and Rejuvenation Lounge. Then there’s Go Fug Yourself and Tom & Lorenzo!
Offline I read any newspaper I can get a hold of. I’m a journalist by trade so print is still relevant and I love the feel of it! And although not a must-read, I need my shoe porn. It’s a must-see.
You have a jewelry line. What inspires your creations?
My personal jewelry range ‘Devi Armour’ is inspired by Goddesses and Indian armor! ‘Devi’ means Goddess in Hindi (and yes, it’s my name). What can I say, my parents had high hopes!
Each piece is named after a Goddess. It’s body jewelry, body harnesses, arm and leg wear, and full bodylaces. I’ve always played ‘dress-ups’ and as a child I would make my friends dress up as Indian Goddess Warriors and I would drape all these chains and necklaces around us as magic armor! These would protect us and let us do anything (good) that we wanted!
The motto is “may these chains set you free” — the theory being that the practice of wearing armor like jewelry makes women feel stronger and therefore freer.
You’re a Flamenco dancer and a burlesque photographer. How does dance help people connect with their bodies?
After encountering some health issues, my body is not what it once was. It is scarred and not quite as toned and has gone up two dress sizes. And after a lifetime spent exercising, it’s hard to get used to relative inactivity and harder to watch my body go ‘soft.’
So yes, I did have a problem with that and combined with the fact that my once unblemished body was now scarred, I did disconnect from my body.
Long story short, photographing burlesque performers helped me overcome that. Watching and photographing beautiful, graceful, sensual women of all shapes and sizes who are extremely comfortable in their own skin. They own their insecurities and a lot of them have just said, “F**k it. I don’t care. I love me, so you better love me too.”
That woke me up and then other things made me leave my pity party. It could be worse.
If you could give your 16 year old self advice, what would you say?
“Don’t get that perm.” And “Don’t have that 6th tequila. You’ll know when.” But seriously — nothing. I wouldn’t be the person I am today if I hadn’t lived the life I have led.
(Yes, I know! So cliched and eyeroll-worthy, but it’s true!)
Your perfect day. What would it look like?
It would definitely be hot and sunny though regardless of location and company. And travel isn’t a problem nor improbable. And 24 hours lasts a week.
Breakfast with my husband and my children on edge of a white sand beach and crystal clear lagoon on a Fijian island, then the morning spent in Flamenco class. I’d like to say in Madrid or Seville, but my teacher is the best, so in Sydney. Or with my teacher in Madrid.
Then midday vintage and op-shopping (thrift-shopping) in New York with all of my best girlfriends with lots of photography and high tea!
Early evening drinks with other friends back in Sydney overlooking the harbor, then water skiing with my husband and children in Portofino until 7:30 pm, then dinner in Singapore at a street food market with Singapore chilli crab and Tiger beer!
Then a late night symphony, at any great symphony hall or opera house, with my husband followed by late night supper and digestives!
And I suppose sleep!
Thanks so much for sharing, Dusk!