I have a complicated relationship with sales.

On one hand, I love a bargain. I’m a lifelong thrifter, an enthusiastic finder, and someone who considers stumbling across something extraordinary for next to nothing a genuine personality trait.

On the other, I’m suspicious of anything that suddenly becomes desirable because a countdown clock tells me it is.

And November has a way of making everything feel urgent.

(Side note: can we all agree to stop sending Black Friday emails in mid-October? My inbox is already exhausted and I’m still packing away Halloween costumes.)

It isn’t just the sales and the Christmas shopping, it’s the mental deadlines too. The looming resolutions. The pressure to finish the year strong, get your life together, make plans, abandon them, and somehow enjoy yourself in between. The overwhelming urge to lock in, immediately contradicted by the absolute chaos of silly season.

Everyone else is wrapping up the year. I work in fashion, so I’m bracing for the retail Super Bowl.

So instead of another list of things you apparently need by midnight, here’s what’s been rattling around my head instead.

Things to wear, things to keep, things to take dancing. A few sensible purchases and several that require creative justification.

Some might go on sale. Some probably won’t.

I liked them anyway.

01 - the fashion edit

Forty pieces I’d wear, keep or take dancing this month, all in one place the MOODY ShopMy.

Shop Lauren’s edit on ShopMy

02 - the playlist

The weather is giving mixed signals, the group chat is making ambitious plans, and everyone is one bad decision away from calling it summer. Your sensible era has officially been postponed until January.

03 - the MOODY gig guide

Where we’ll be singing our hearts out from now until the end of the year.

Sydney is looking very tempting for an early December run, but Melbourne has some excellent options too. See you in the pit divas.

Forward this to one girl who’d get it. Then bring her in: the chat is here.

Love Lauren x

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Not because I suddenly want a fringe. Although, maybe.

I’m not nostalgic for the 90s. I’m nostalgic for how mysterious everyone looked.

For a version of getting dressed that felt more romantic, more instinctive and a little less explained.

That’s the strange thing about nostalgia. It doesn’t make you want the past back. It makes you miss the feeling of it. Memory is selective like that. You forget what was ordinary and keep the atmosphere. The light in a room. Someone’s perfume. A song playing from another part of the house. A coat someone wore once that somehow stayed with you for years.

The details get blurrier. The feeling gets stronger.

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Fashion memories work the same way. Sometimes it’s Nicole Kidman’s fringe. Sometimes it’s a print you were obsessed with, a slip dress you never owned, a pair of boots you can still picture. Something you saw once and filed away forever.

A faded floral that swears it reminds you of something. Worn leather. Old silver. Lace that feels a little haunted. A tiny cardigan. Brown suede. A dress that looks better slightly undone.

Pieces that don’t feel new, even when they are. I think that’s what I’m craving.

Not another perfectly decoded reference. Not knowing immediately what year, trend or aesthetic something belongs to. Just looking at someone and wondering: where did she get that, why does that work, who is she?

There used to be more room for mystery. Before everything was named, explained and turned into a moodboard. Before we got so good at recognising the reference that we forgot to feel it.

It’s about the strange emotional residue clothes leave behind. Romantic, slightly undone, a little witchy, difficult to place. Pieces that feel like they already have a story.

Maybe nostalgia was never about going backwards. Maybe it’s wanting the world to feel that mysterious again.

Lauren x

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