Unattended yet undeniably, is how fashion took parts in people’s life that even innocent-8-years-olds are affected. Not even slightly aware of the reccurence of the grunge trend, or that John Stamos rocked denim jacket when he was the coolest uncle on TV, or even the fact that Britney & JT as a couple once showed up on AMA wearing top to toe denim, and generally any other cause of early 2000’s denim craze, a girl asked her mother for a denim jacket. All she knew that it looked cool and that all her friend seems to own a pair.
and to give this whole narration a little more context : this is the story of yours truly.
While this, and this, might indicate that i am a member of black glorifying troop (with Emmanuelle Alt, Victoria Beckham and Sara Donaldson as possible comrades), i have far less experience in wearing black from top to toe compared to my experience in cramming as many words as possible in one single sentence. Continue reading
I mark the time when two of (then) the most influential musicians in my life, Westlife and Sherina teamed up to sing ‘i have a dream’ in 2001 as the highlight of my childhood. Fast forward 13 years later, the feeling can only be compared by putting the only two brand and designer i’ve dedicated a post specifically about in a collaboration.
Alexander Wang x H&M, is Westlife ft. Sherina hysteria all over again!
To mark the end of the longest abandonment I’ve ever done to my blog, firstly I must clarify that I am still breathing and alive.
Secondly, for the sake of your attention span, i’m going to cut the part where i explain how dementor-ish the sixth semester is, and skip along to my latest where-i-stands (beside the bermuda triangle of home-dorm-campus).
One morning last week, i wander around a tea plantation, pre-shower, sweating under the chunky knit i wore on such sunshiny morning, carrying no photography device better than a point-and-shoot camera several years behind the time, and no photographer better than my baby sister,
yet i regret nothing.
There’s an ambiguous quality of the shades that lies between white and black. Such quality that makes them complements every other colors, including those from their own kinds. So when the rest of all my black and white clothes are piling up in the laundry, i decide that it might be okay to stay in the limbo.
- Nike Air Max in liquid silver is the closest i have ever got to love at first sight,
- 3.1 Philip Lim‘s bags are what i envisioned my ideal-self would carry from time to time,
- Stella McCartney‘s Jacquard Python dress taught me all i need to know about being detail-oriented,
- and yes, i would love to have Acne studio’s Rita leather jacket in every colors the brand would offer, s’il vous plait.
- Lastly, i made an agreement with Alexander Wang that my first designer items i will ever purchase is one of his. Of course Mr.Wang himself doesn’t know that such an agreement exist, but that’s not a reason to violate it.
Such are my tendency to romanticize pieces of clothing, but until the glorious day i’m able to call those babies mine… a collage must suffice.