Regular readers will know that I am sick for a vintage trophy. And a pennant, and a rosette. I can't seem to stuff my home with enough of them. My mate Jen is a trophy collector too, and we'll often go out on the hunt together. Luckily though, there's no ugly squabbles over them, as Jen is a shiny silver trophy kind of gal and I like them grubby - the more battered and tarnished the better. Our families think we are nuts, but we know the truth. We are winners - and we have the prizes to prove it.
This page appeared in the Sunday Age M magazine last Sunday. Photography by Mike Baker, Styling and writing by me, assistance on the day by Marsha Golemac, copyright owned by Fairfax Media.