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Popsicle Designer Fashion Market

5 September 2008

I’ve been busy checking out stuff at the Perth Fashion Festival! There is much more going on than one girl can get to, so I’ve had to be quite choosy.

Popsicle Designer Fashion Market

I was not disappointed by the Popsicle pop-up shop – a temporary retail experience that will last only for the duration of the Perth Fashion Festival.

A selection of West Australian designers of fashion, jewellery, accessories and art has been brought together in a little boutique shop. Here, you can buy things that are literally hand made in Western Australia in very limited numbers, and in some cases, you’ll be buying the only one of its kind. So it doesn’t get any more exclusive than that!

Popsicle Designer Fashion Market

Popsicle is driven by the William Street Collective, and like everything they do, it is extremely well organized, and unashamedly inspired by an arty, urban edge that presents fashion as part of a broader creative energy. Popsicle is located in an old bank from the 1940s, you can still see the old school vault where they kept the money!

It’s great to see wild, fresh, vibrant fashion and design rejuvenate an area of Perth that has seen better days, and is now clearly on the way up!

Popsicle Designer Fashion Market

Popsicle is at 214 William Street in Northbridge, almost opposite the Brass Monkey Hotel, and literally two minutes walk from Perth Train Station. Open daily from 11am-6pm till the 14 September.

If you aren’t lucky enough to be in Perth before Popsicle ends, you can still check out their great website, which includes lots of photos of designer goodies!

Going to Popsicle Launch PartyOn a different note, this was my outfit for the opening party for Popsicle – my tube snake skin dress which I paired with a rock-and-rock style vinyl jacket.

I borrowed the jacket from my sister (who is currently in London). It’s one of her favourite wardrobe staples and it must be around 10 years old.

However, after an hour of wearing it, I discovered that the jacket vinyl was crumbling off as it rubbed on itself! Near the armpits, the area where my arms rubbed the hips of the jacket, and the area where my handbag was rubbing on the shoulder.

I was leaving a trail of black crumbs everywhere! I was horrified! My sister’s jacket! Akkk! I didn’t even ask if I could borrow it!

For the rest of the evening I was trying to walk without rubbing on anything and with my arms slightly away from my body! Ok not really, but it was pretty bad. Sorry sis!