There’s a beauty to continuity. Almost every year, my family and I would travel down to Batemans Bay to visit my cousins who live there. What I once loved about Batemans Bay for the amusements and thrills has now been transformed into a love for seeing what has grown to be as familiar as the back of my hand. To see and feel and bask in what makes Batemans Bay so typically Batemans Bay; the hypnotic pulse of the waves, the languid days of playing mini-golf, the first view of the stationery boats as you drive across the bridge. It’s a place that bottles a lot of childhood memories that presents to me in the same way that I remembered it to be every time.
Like a usual family holiday destination, or an old photograph, or a half-forgotten song, I become attached to clothes I own because it captures a lot of memories. Growing up, I had always owned a polka dot dress. I remember the one my aunty gave to me as a gift when I was four years old- the one with spaghetti straps that were too long for a solid year so my mum always had to tie them up. I remember the polka dot summer dress my mum had bought me for Christmas when I was twelve. And to continue the line of fallen dominoes, my sister gifted me this polka dot playsuit from Alice Mccall.
Alice Mccall Senorita Playsuit. Similar dress found here
Gold hoop earrings with bar and pearls. Similar earrings found here
Armani black watch. Similar watch found here
Strappy lace bralet, similar found here