Bush Crowns

Backyard to Outback, Always with Flair
Where wildflowers swipe on lippy and the outback sasses back.

Bush Crowns™ is a tribute to the sovereigns of sponge and soul—those bold Bloom Queens who wear strength like perfume and humour like a brooch clipped to a sun-washed blouse. From billabong fringes to Hills Hoists between ironbarks, these women have weathered dust, drought, drama, and driveway gossip with grace.

 

Led by hostess muse Daphne—curvy, confident, and crowned with wattles—this collection is country couture with a cheeky wink. Styled for sponge slicing, apron posing, and radiant living, it honours those who bloom unapologetically.

 

“Softness isn’t weakness. It’s a blooming superpower.” — Daphne
“She wore Bush Crowns and the horizon curtsied.” — Coral
“It’s not a crown. It’s a declaration.” — Daphne

 

The Mood Board

  • Corrugated iron sunsets
  • Sparkling pools and sponge floats
  • Possum-down cardigans at dawn
  • Grevilleas in gingham and marigolds in Blundstones
  • That pastel-painted Esky that hums with wisdom and soda

 

Inspired By

  • Native blooms like Waratah, Banksia, Bottlebrush, and Billy Buttons
  • Kaftans and courage slung from Hills Hoists
  • Aprons stitched with lemon myrtle legacy
  • That humming Esky full of truth and tonic

 

Inside the Emporium

  • Aprons for emotional hosting and dramatic exits
  • Hang towels with towel-flick philosophy and comfort curves
  • Greeting cards with rosella sass and magpie side-eyes
  • Scented gifts inspired by garden parties and backyard brilliance
  • Art prints that honour softness as strength and blush as legacy
  • Tees that giggle, hug, and speak fluent sponge
  • Totes ready for lemon balm errands and native floral declarations

 

Made For

  • Women who hose the veggie patch in curlers and cracked heels
  • Queens of the roast who wear eyeliner to the compost
  • Aunties who plant seedlings and boundaries in the same afternoon

 

In honour of Queens in the Bush

  • They are caretakers of land, laughter, and layered loss.
  • They’ve stitched resilience into routines, rewritten rules in muddy boots, and faced life’s dust storms with wit and wattle grace.
  • Their bloom is not just for beauty—it’s a signal fire of memory, legacy, and emotional grit.
  • They show up—not perfectly, but powerfully
  • Their strength isn’t loud, but it lingers, like bush perfume after rain
  • Every golden petal carries a chapter
  • They’re not performing. They’re persisting.

 

Bush Crowns™ is a flag raised by women who carry cracked teacups and whole communities. Not delicate, but deliberate. Not fading, but flourishing.