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Turtle-necks, scarves and shovelling snow are SO last season. Gladiator sandals and itchy eyes are in! As Spring approaches and our hayfever inevitably starts to get worse, I’m getting excited as the shoes I've been coveting begin to hit stores!

Spring Into Action by gabriellecapes 

Spring is my all-time favourite season. Baby animals are born, flowers are in full bloom and it’s host to one of the important dates on everyone’s social calendar— my birthday! Just kidding **nervous laughter** I’m talking of course about Melbourne Spring Fashion Week! While it may not be part of the holy trinity (London, Paris or New York), it boasts an array of talented designers from Alexander McQueen to Alexander Wang. And for all of the budding Alexander’s out there who adore fashion as much as us, the show is sure to be inspiring! But if cute baby lambs and fashion shows aren't enough to persuade you, here are some of my fave shoes for this season, guaranteed to put the spring back into your step.

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Pyjama Party! by gabriellecapes 

It’s been fourteen years since ‘The Princess Diaries’ was released, eleven since ‘Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement’ and one day since I last quoted ‘I’m a Princess. SHUT-UP!’ The films protagonist; Mia Thermopolis paved the way for girls like me. And I’m not talking about frizzy haired and unconfident, I mean undiscovered royalty. Duh! After all, life isn’t some Hollywood chick flick where the teen with the scrunchie gets a makeover and becomes the crown princess of Genovia. I am proud to say I’ve never owned a scrunchie. (If you don’t believe me, just read my resume). Ever since I saw the film, I vowed for my 21^st birthday I was going to have a giant slumber party with mattress surfing and mnm pizza just like in the movie.

Sleepovers with your friends make for some of the best all-nighter candy fuelled girl bonding sessions. That’s when you find out the best gossip in rounds of Truth or Dare (although I have a bad habit of constantly choosing dare, which always gets foiled in the end). ‘I dare you to tell me truthfully how many guys you’ve kissed’.

Afterwards we toss-up between the same chick flicks we’ve watched a hundred times;  Mean Girls, Clueless and Sisterhood of The Travelling Pants­ – which makes me question; how did a pair of pants fit all four girls? Were they jeggings? To this day it remains a mystery to me what guys do at sleepovers. I suppose I shouldn’t guess though, since all of the slumber parties I’ve attended have been a far cry from Victoria’s Secret angel’s pillow fighting in their underwear that they imagine.  

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