Do You Even Brunch?

Eating out for brunch on the weekend in Melbourne is not a choice, it is a ritual, a lifestyle adjustment… it is a culturally imbedded necessity that defines you as the Melbournian that you truly are. Brunch is more than being ‘seen’ amongst the other cultural hipster who frequent cafes, it is a time where mobile phones are put on silent, and used strictly to take photos of food, where families come together and confabulate over their morning brew, and where people nonchalantly wait in line for 40 minutes for scrambled eggs on toast. In life the best things are certainty not free, in fact, I think you’ll find that the ‘best things in life’ will cost you approximately $19.50 and will come with a side of bacon.

Nostalgia Induced Evening

When the going gets tough, the tough go shopping*…

After an excruciatingly long working week of multitasking my way through life, it is so nice to take five minutes (or perhaps an entire Friday night) to relax and rejuvenate** for a very busy weekend ahead. Today as I was strutting my stuff through the city, (actually just running errands for my boss), and drinking my tall-skinny-latte like it was nobody’s business, I couldn’t help but reminisce on some of my (what feels like recent, but actually seven months ago) travelling adventures.

Street Art & Rose Street

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While endeavouring to complete my assignment due in a couple of days, I couldn’t help but fall into a world of inspiration from my recent Brunswick Street escapades (it is almost like the universe does not want me to complete my assignment (?) and we all know the universe is always right, right? …In which case, it is probably best I don’t bother completing my assignment, or any other assignment due this semester for that matter…). For anyone who has read this, it is quite obvious that I may or may not have spent the weekend taking artsy-insta-worthy* photos in front of cultural-street-art but well who’s judging?

Hats, Culture & Brunch

How to ‘Hats, Culture & Brunch’ like a pro –

  • Step 1: Position yourself in a cultural Melbourne setting; preferably choose a location which has lots of street-art/graffiti – this helps get you in the mood for your super cultural, super indy/arty adventure day.
  • Step 2: Ensure that your ‘Fedora-situation’ is up to scratch – I suggest going with a dark purple/maroon/grey/beige colour; this adds a ‘lil-something’ without distracting from the already-fabulous, flawless outfit.
  • Step 3: Choose a suitable Brunch spot (preferably in the vicinity of the cultural Melbourne setting), where whipping our your DSLR camera will appear somewhat normal and any judgment from innocent bystanders will be minimal
  • Step 4: Pick a friend who wholeheartedly supports and even encourages your love of hats, culture & brunch (perhaps this friend shares common interests and/or just really, really loves you…). Drag your chosen buddy around with you and make them take photos of you in as many locations and positions as possible (variety and versatility is key!)

Smoothie-Culture & Melbourne

The smoothie-culture in Melbourne is no laughing matter; students, teenagers, & lots of easily influenced women (same ones who think ‘cosmopolitan magazine is the bible’) have spent morning after morning waking up to the sound of violently blended fruit. Nothing says ‘good morning’ quite like the sound of your entire fridge contents being pulverised into a thick-fruity-juice-like-consistency.

We smoothie-fanatics are well and truly under the impression that fruit, nuts, yogurt, honey, milk – really anything – will only taste good and be of any health or benefit to our body only after it has been crushed, blended, & combined into what we like to call the ‘healthy smoothie’. Without this healthy smoothie in our life how would we keep fit? How would we get our daily intake of dairy, fruit and veg? What would one use a blender for if not simply to make a smoothie? These are all questions we smoothie-enthusiasts do not feel comfortable answering nor even acknowledging. We are simply not ready to imagine a world without smoothies.

It is likely that I am a not-so-closeted smoothie-addict; and also that I am one blended-fruit drink off proclaiming: ‘Hi, my name is Jess and I am a smoothie-addict’ to a room full of ashamed ‘smooth-aholics’… but, well, that is a conversation for another day… Meanwhile, to all my fellow smoothie-lovers here is a collection of some photos I took of my favourite morning blends.