Showing posts with label brownlow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brownlow. Show all posts
Monday, 24 September 2012
Way Down On The Brownlow: Brynne Edelsten and The Girls
I am so disappointed this year to find that the ladies attending the Brownlows have clearly gotten hip to the cool and hired stylists. How else can I explain my lack of Brownlows material?
There is one beacon, no, three that can act as the light at the end of the tunnel.
Brynne Edelsten dials up 'Man in the Mirror' with this frock. Not sure how many years of bad luck that bodice has scored her, or how many birds she's really pissed off for her skirt (lucky it's not any longer, or there would be even more angry birds) but no matter what, she always aims to please.
As for the girls below - if you're looking for some gaffer tape, you might want to contact this lady.
Monday, 20 September 2010
I'm A Little Disappointed

You may be wondering why the sigh. Why am I so enamoured with the Brownlows? After all, I'm no ravenous sports fan sitting on the couch with pom poms in hand. On the contrary, I detest sport!
No, the reason for my disappointment, my sad malaise? Hardly any trashy outfits this year. That's why. Boo to the hoo!
Since when did the Brownlow girls decide to actually get dressed before heading out?
Apparently 2010 is when.
Thankfully Brynne Edelstein appears not to have checked her emails and didn't get the memo.
Three cheers for Brynne!
images via SMH where you can view other outfits as you please. (I think Felicity Harley's is one of my favourites. Whoever she is.)
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