Just Two More Sleeps

The ladies wear has been priced! And boy, is it cheap. Hoping to have the boys wear priced and ready to go by the end of the day but, seeing as it's already almost 7pm, I don't see that happening. Only two days ‘till our launch party.

Only Three More Days!

Only three days ‘till our Grand Opening! Presently popping the prices of items on our brand spanking new price tags in preparation. Cheapest item of clothing? Thus far, a blouse for a tiny $2. Start getting excited, folks.

Just Four Days To Go

The man and I have been hard at work this past week setting up our new space for its Grand Opening that takes place in just four days. Finally however, the drill can be put away, returned to its rightful owner and *hopefully* never have to see my ugly mug grimacing at it ever again. The fittings and picture frames are up and the rails installed - all that’s left now is the fun stuff (hanging, pricing, prancing and playing dress ups).

Consider This Your Invitation

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes of Sydney's legendary Hibernian House Vintage and Retro Sales, Dear Pluto is your new favourite shop, friend, cinema and second home.

Please join us for a drink (or two) to celebrate our GRAND OPENING on the evening of September 17th at 5a Wilshire Street, Surry Hills. Dear Pluto's collection of hand picked garments and accessories from decades past will be available for purchase on the night, at the same low prices you've come to love us for.

Dear Pluto: No garish shop-fronts, no flashing signs, no bells and whistles, no pretension, just a whole lot of retro goodness tucked away in a laneway between Crown & Bourke St.

Cat's Out Of The Bag

The incredibly stunning Catherine McNeil was dressed to the hilt in '50s gear ON MY ROOF and I missed it. On hearing of the shoot, I vaguely recall making a passing comment along the lines of "Australian Vogue sucks balls" or something of equal eloquence. Never did I think to ask who the model might be or hell, I dunno, LOOK OUT THE WINDOW. Yep, I'm heartbroken alright.

Bed of Roses

GUESS WHAT? Two weeks from today, get your night vision on my arse and you will find me asleep, on a BED. For reals. A bed. Like, with slats. And a headboard. And a real mattress, with springs that don't jut into my back. What is a bare necessity for most, has been missing from my life for three whole frickin' years, my current sleeping system being a poor imitation of a bed - twenty-something crates tied together with bits of string and a rock hard, lumpy and stained mattress. The reason I'm finally getting my arse in gear and my back in line is because in two weeks I am moving out of the warehouse I share with four others and into an old coach house with just one other - Bobby. It's almost as though I'm growing up (hah! Almost.) AND I'M JUST AN TEENY BIT EXCITED. I really, really am. I truly will miss Hibernian House however, and I'm not saying good bye to it just yet. But thanks to the ever talented Xiaohan Shen, I now have the perfect keepsake to take with me. Xiaohan dropped by a few weeks ago armed with a camera and a whole lotta patience as I ran around changing outfits more often than Lady Gaga in heat.

You can find the whole feature on her website here.

Too Busy

This neighborhood's for the artists,
So how come I don't see any art?
This neighborhood's for the smartest,
They wouldn't pay so much if they were so smart.
I'm so BUSY,
I'm so BUSY man,
At Art Land.

- Art Land, Jeffrey Lewis