Saturday, October 11, 2014

Florals & Oxblood

{top, Bangkok / shoes, Doctor Martens / bag, Burberry / cuff, Claire's / ring, Stroberi}
(photos by my dad)

Because who wouldn't be happy on their 19th birthday, clad in the easiest combination of florals and oxblood, and sporting a pale-pink lip? The pale-pink lips are a rarity, because I have an obsession with buying the brightest, reddest lipsticks I can find, and then chickening out and never wearing them. Still, the occasion somehow called for pale-pink despite my natural aversion to it, and so pink it was. 

Looking at cake when you're sick should be outlawed. I'm currently down with a terrible sore throat and flu (the third sore throat in three months, I really need to be more careful), and... moist chocolate cake with caramel, pecans, and the occasional chunk of surprise brownie? Looking on it is almost bordering on painful (and not just literally). Apparently my 19th birthday was spent gallivanting around town filling myself with sweet treats, including trying the strangely popular yogurt store that seems to be the yogurt store to visit lately. (I thought it was fine, but the long queues turn me off from a second visit.)

In any case, stay healthy, all of you-- the flu bug seems to be making its rounds again. Til the next time!

Sunday, October 5, 2014


{top, Japan / skirt, Dressabelle / triangle necklace, Lovisa, Prism necklace, Claire's / shoes, Topshop / ring, Japan / bag, Emoda}
(photos by Aileen)

I edited these photos for another blog post amidst studying for next week's test, and I shall not feel guilty about that. Or at least, I shall attempt not to. I try to comfort myself with the knowledge that I did do (a little) work today, and this is effectively my form of stress relief, and I am entitled to it. Yeah, I can keep lying to myself.

So. Waffles, scrambled eggs, a sausage, and maple syrup at Selfish Gene Cafe. Lately, the craving for scrambled eggs has been building up yet again; I do not think I will ever tire of eating the buttery golden goodness. It has been ages since I managed to get a good brunch into my stomach, and here's hoping that I will have a little bit of spare time to do some cafe hopping with my favourite girls. 

I brought my Emoda bag out with sheer happiness, because, well, I've always wanted to own Emoda, for no reason at all.  And then again, black and white has never lost its appeal. While I am currently stocking up the wardrobe (I've been on numerous clothes-buying sprees such that the wardrobe is now packed) with all sorts of prints and fall colours, black and white will always hold a fond spot in my heart. Besides, you can never go wrong with a little bit of lightning; it keeps the magic in a stormy sky alive.