VOGUE 180° Alice McCall dreams big.
She likes a bit of theatre, her shows are notoriously showy, her collections are fast-paced and amped with a twist, but then Alice McCall dreams big.
She is a whirlwind, Alice McCall. No wonder she fell down the rabbit hole into a wonderland of candy, cups of tea, bright flowers and more and more. Her work is a riot of oftentimes colourful ideas – a dress-up box driven by a passion for clothes. Playsuits, flirty dresses, lace, macramé, short, sheer, fun, good times. Escapism. She has the DNA of a true Alice: a girl who likes to show off, a girl who has imagination and knowledge. She will pursue her plans with a forthright belief and so she makes it happen, all with a certain cheekiness. A laugh, a big smile. Disarming. She wears trainers with her dresses (except for her Vogue sitting). She loves art. And if you had to pin a decade on her it would be the 70s perhaps, and all the sexiness that it bestowed. She holds court here in Sydney’s Centennial Parklands, kind of leisurely, almost lounging among the Royal Albert china, English breakfast tea and stately broad-leaved paperbarks, the Moreton Bay figs, long grasses and real-time superb fairy-wrens and noisy miners. Fantasy and fun, always. She has a bunny in her lap. Why not?
Alice McCall wears an Alice McCall dress. Alexander McQueen shoes. Floral installation by My Violet.