Couture & Botox can only do so much. There's never a bad time to match that Lanvin with a good heart and a happy soul. You know the drill: dance like no one's watching. Forget pretensions; no one's looking. After all, fakes are never in fashion.

Monday, 07 June 2010

  • Hello From Outerspace ----

    Been shopping without a care in this world. Just bought the long crushed-on Alexander Wang Rocco Duffel Bag with a 20% sale , and some Dior shoes that was a whooping 50%.. + the quiet months that I lacked in blogging, I was busy making my life out of shopping.................

    I know too much spending sucks you dry and spits you out broke.
    And I know there are plenty of other worthy things than to shop.
    But it's like all I see around me these days, in repetence, proves to be unworthy and inhumane.
    The distasteful acts people make, the values that lack in people today, and the choices they make.
    It's not me, so I could care less. But it's around me. The one thing that's hard to ignore.
    I am no where near to perfection. But at least, I know, I hold the right values, and my perspectives in life has taught me well.
    And they say, opposites are illusions.
    How I wish.

    This world can be so beautiful, but yet, so utterly disappointing.
    (even movie producers know it, that explains uprising movie plots of the world ending because of its undeserving habitats. Thus, resulting in horrible outcomes of the movies.)

    So, if I could stop shopping, it would be great.
    But if the world could be less stupid and mature, would be better.

    Oh, and did I mention a Phillip Lim dress & Valentino dress too?



    In the midst of chaos, serenity and balance and everything in between, you would still come to mind.



Saturday, 01 May 2010

  • Give Up, Give In, Or Give It Your All.

    Hello guys!

    I know it's been ages since I 've last updated. There's been so many changes going on in my life that I'm trying  so hard to keep up let alone blog about it.
    Well changes bad and good. That's how life goes isn't it? (:

    Kinda feeling messed up now. Confused, doubtful , you know the usual. Just cut it short, the only thing I know is keeping me together is my dream and my mother.
    The rest can fall apart but this always holds me back in place. I think......
    I realized that with people ,up till now, I still don't expect anyone to understand me. As all I know is, I will never be able to change into someone I absolutely just can't be..
    So circumstances just will stop forcing me.
    It's driving me mental. When I DO know people just can't get me, but I refuse to change for anybody.

    That phrase where people say, be who you are?
    A lot easier said..Society doesn't necessary like you to be, it spits out someone you're not.

    That being said, I'm still gonna keep going, no matter what people say, how they look at me, I know I can get upset but not enough to change me.

    ((I did A LOT OF SHOPPING like damn real did...and that mcqueen bag I was so heartily raving about, I'll post it up when I stop having a life!))
    Bye guys.
    <3

Wednesday, 24 March 2010

  • HAPPIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD, HERE!

    I AM THE HAPPIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD TODAY.
    IN 3-4 days, I shall receive my Alexander McQueen Bag!!!!!!!!!
    I was browsing through the net for mcqueen's stuff.
    Came across this gorgeous bronze bag. Not gonna post a picture of it yet... Shall keep this suspense. (;
    Never thought I would even get it.
    It's ok!!!!!! I will work my ass off for McQueen. Only you.

    my mom said; " die. if another one of your designers die tomorrow or so, I'll die too. "
    Technically, not really.
    As I'll be funding my own purchase...
    BUT STILL. I need the cash first. The pros of buy now, pay later. Just with family though!

    WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOO
    Really, I'm so happy, I can't suppress it!
    If you 're a fan of McQueen, you'll understand and share my happiness.
    Can't wait can't wait. I hope nothing goes wrong.

    && I'm gonna go get the runways dvds on eBay too... ((: before I can't find any.


    this is like the latest harry potter book or twilight movie, or an orange lamborgini (except that i'll take it and sell it for many many McQueens), your dream house. Any thing any one dreamt of having in their life....There, that kind of overwhelmed joy.
    Ok! Bye now! (:
    Hope you guys are having it AWESOME like how I am <3



Monday, 22 March 2010

  • Bad days
    makes me feel like I need plastic surgery.
    Sounds so shallow, I know.
    But that's what the truth is, it's shallow.

    I burp out the gas out of a diet coke can, & somehow that tastes like beer.
    Gross I know.
    Maybe I've been too much of a good girl for 1 and 1/2 years.
    That's where my body is lurking of some contained chaos.

    Back to reality.
    Work work work.
    Focus focus focus.
    When you dream for what deems to be difficult, that's what happens to reaching there. Of what seems to take forever.
    Patience patience patience.
    I always think I'm really good at that. So therefore, it's surely testing me.

    Got a ticket this morning. For  absolute NO reason. I am 10000% sure my calculations on the meter were right . And they come after 30 minutes and tell me it's EXPIRED? Did someone not get laid last night? (sorry, but that's what I'm thinking since he/she can write me a ticket for misreading on their part) I think, screw it. I'll just pay since contesting for it will suck so much of my time...And when it's the law, it's always right. Even if it's unfairly passed. Dammnit. Count my luck.

    I have my allergies again. Thanks to the insane weather here. It is somewhat supposed to be summer. But it's freezing balls.
    All these kleenex is tearing up my skin... I wish they would seriously consider making silk tissues or something. Let's hope I don't turn up for work looking like Rudolph tomorrow. -.-


    I promised no crankiness.
    But after you read this, how can one not !

    update: remember (or maybe you don't) I posted something donkey years ago bout me chickening out when i meet someone i 'm finally attracted to? But never knew what the word initiative was. Never believed in taking chances. Never bold enough... Yea i remember that post.  Yes! It stayed in my mind for about a month. Still ..like always...it would fade away and gradually just forgotten.
    3 words; "It'll Never Happen."
    That's why me & relationships never was a possibility in my life
    See, it even kills me more to know where my problem lies but am unable to fix it. :[

    Why this sudden mentioning? I came to realize someone i know knows the fella i was crushing on.
    OMG. i'm 20 and this is like when kid first meets lollipop.!  Except that I don't just grab it....like how I want it...Pathetic yes.

    & frustrating. Maybe i'm just a huge feminist. Encasing myself in the old-fashioned rules of dating. Leaving  my pride unaffected and the guy to initiate. Forever refusing to take chances and that STEP when it involves the opposite sex. Worse, instead of encouraging the guy, I discourage and show no interest. When apparently, there's a tornado whirling within me.

    So it went away..Now it's coming back?! Even God needs to remind me, I'm sucha coward.
    So.. fate or just coincidence? Or just mere nothing.


Sunday, 21 March 2010

  • Bienvenue à Paris!



    This shall lighten up my week.
    Mom & all just got back.
    Sadly, no major shopping done.
    But instead, that got substituted for even better..
    The bottom left 2 magazines are from 2004 and 1997!!!
    ::DD

    I'm a happy one for now. No more crankiness I promise.
    Springbreak is over! Back to school. Whooopie (;

Tuesday, 16 March 2010

  • So much of everything.....

    Paris castaway; missing bevan boy & momma; one new liability added to our assets collection (see picture below); too much starbucks; uncovering two-faced superficial personas at work; dreams across Europe; past days & springbreak(to be) spent with bestfriend; unexpected realizations & good criticisms; (maybe) change of future plans; Big dreams. Huge.



    Thought this was funny. Bestfriend and I were talking bout this specific designer that we don't understand how he got ''labeled'' as a 'real' designer. Just say, we aren't fans.
    Then I got home and watched PR... and the tv got stucked at his face for a good whole 10 minutes.
    -.-



    Lastly, I Fashion. & I think I can't live or breathe without it.







Friday, 12 March 2010

  • The Last Goodbye; Alexander McQueen

    Alexander McQueen - Fall 2010 RTW















    PARIS, March 9, 2010
    By Sarah Mower
    Alexander McQueen's last works were given final honors by his trusted team in a hushed and dignified showing that went to his core as a designer who scaled the heights of couture accomplishment. Sarah Burton, his right hand, described how, in beginning this collection, McQueen had turned away from the world of the Internet, which he had so powerfully harnessed in his last show. "He wanted to get back to the handcraft he loved, and the things that are being lost in the making of fashion," she said. "He was looking at the art of the Dark Ages, but finding light and beauty in it. He was coming in every day, draping and cutting pieces on the stand." The 16 outfits shown had been 80 percent finished at the time of his death.

    What McQueen was preparing had a poetic, medieval beauty that dealt with religious iconography while recapturing memories of his own past collections. He had ordered fabric that translated digital photographs of paintings of high-church angels and Bosch demons into hand-loomed jacquards, then taken the materials and cut stately caped gowns and short draped dresses. In its ornate surface narrative, that might read as a kick against the plain and restrained direction fashion is taking, but in their own way, the fluted, attenuated lines of his long dresses suggested a calm and simplicity. Instead of aggression, they transmitted the grace of the medieval Madonnas and Byzantine empresses McQueen had been studying.

    For anyone who had watched his development through the years, the references to milestone collections were apparent. The bandage-bound heads, some with feathered coxcombs, simultaneously called up the designer's rebel-British background and his landmark Asylum collection while also catching a likeness to the modest head coverings seen in Northern European medieval portraiture. When a high-collared, formfitting cutaway jacket made entirely from golden feathers appeared, it read as a direct retrieval of McQueen's first step into haute couture in his Icarus collection, after he took the helm of Givenchy in 1996 at the age of 27. This time, though, it was realized with even more skill, with a multilayered white tulle skirt sprinkled at the hem with delicate gilded embroidery.

    Somehow, that one outfit encapsulated everything about McQueen: both the tailoring and the romanticism. Perhaps he wouldn't have chosen to show it in such a simple and intimate way—in a small, ornate room to privately invited groups of editors—because that left out the full realization of concept and showmanship that equally drove his creativity. But the circumstances, sad as they are, allowed his friends and colleagues to share a long and poignant moment to look at what the man achieved, and to grieve for him.

    I guess this just sums it up all. I've come to terms that the good ones always go first...
    The last goodbye to a very inspiring artist of our century. I will never forget. I can't.



    :(


Wednesday, 10 March 2010

  • Currently
    On a Night Like This, Pt. 1
    By Kylie Minogue
    see related

    I love my life. Do you?

    with positive changes,
    altered decisions;
    and indebted sacrifices made;

    I love my life. Right now, at this moment.
    I am so lovin it.
    Drama-free,a  healthy lifestyle led, with ambitious dreams.

    It's at its most peaceful it has ever been... And I can find endless reasons to love myself each day. Because each day, I wake up and I know I'm doing the right thing and my days just gets better.
     That is why I love my life!

    Best thing is that, in the years to come, I know I'll come to love it even more.


    Ask me..
    "Regrets?"

    :Not at all.


    A blessing in disguise.
    I used to think, with a hell lot of fun, I would be happy, my life would be fulfilled. Fun is for the spur of the moment, yes it made me happy. But making the right decisions in my life, tops everything else. That I am actually happy , that I'm not elsewhere at 3am downing shots, bringing it to the dancefloor.. That I could actually be happy without 'fun'.

    (But hey I could use some fun stillll... )

    If any of you has ever felt , after your life has undergone tremendous change, you feel a fresh new start. And that is one of the best feelings ever.

    So old life, don't come back to taunt me like an old love. Even any wondrous things that may still be lurking around my past. No, I'm willing to let it go.. Cause anything's that old, I don't want no more.

    Sometimes, a change of everything could mean the loss of it all. But that could give a chance for a better you.


Wednesday, 24 February 2010

  • Fashion Alert; Spring 2010/Part 1

    Spring is the time. When birds, bees come out to play.
    So does the innovative designers of our century.


    Since I have loads of my favorite looks of each season saved into my computer, I thought, I might as well post it up.

    I like designers that constantly bring something new to the table. I tend to be attracted to designers who bring out the creative force and push the boundaries. <-- In this case, I admire designers who know no boundaries and create their own flow of innovation.



    First Stop,

     
    Christian Dior, Haute Couture (John Galliano)
     



     : I love how Galliano played with unexpected pairs of colors. Structural gowns, flowery tops, Amy Winehouse/M. Monroe hairdos filled the runway. Apparently, he was inspired by Charles James's gowns. I love Galliano, he's one who seriously knows no boundaries. Some call his style "crazy" , exaggerated. For me, he is more like abstract runway but is capable of mad sophiscation. He 's another one that holds a special place in my heart, but just after McQueen.



    Christian Dior RTW SPR 2010
    : And Dior's Ready-To-Wear. I've got to say, this is my favorite one out of everyone. I would definitely wear every piece... The way Galliano plays with the color palette just blows my mind away; the bright rich colors, that always brings life and fun into his collections and into the runway itself. Well, Galliano certainly has an eye for color. And he darn well knows how to play it to the human eye. I also loved that there's a tinch of sexiness & sophistication to this; peak-a-boo lingere and sharp tailored trenchcoats. Yummy. Once again, I heart John Galliano.


     







    && I love the way he poses at the end of his shows. Lol.

    Givenchy (Richardo Tisci )  SPR 2010





    : One of my all-time favorite brand/designer.  Never fail to always impress and amaze me. I don't think there's ever one collection I didn't liked. Black, mysterious, sexy all defines the perfect Givenchy woman. PS: I love that jacket Iman is wearing.


    Jean Paul Gaultier SPR 2010






    : Inspired by the hidden beauty of Mexico. This man is never afraid to show his creativity. Often over-emphasizing his designs, you can't help but to be intrigued by him. I Love his craziness (with a capital L). Which reminds us that the fashion world is never dull but always exciting.


    I noticed this is awfully long, since it's being squeezed into my pathetic main page. So I am going to do a Part 2 for you fashionistas, if there's any  out here(?) Also ,it's 3 in the morning...So goodnight !

    ---- I 'm having a major breakdown, dealing with the fact that my mom & the rest are going to Paris next month. Still, trying to fight it with acceptance. But I just cant seem to! Really, I'm upset. No Effiel Tower, no coffee shops & awesome pastries, no people-watching, no shopping, just no PARIS. It is my dream. Like always.
     God damn it.




Friday, 19 February 2010

  • Internet debates are a complete waste of time, finger muscles, and electricity.

    Today, I would like to say that: Internet Bashing is a waste of time.

    Here you are, browsing through the net, minding your own business,
    and Tadah!
    You come across some absurd comment made by some mindless creature. And you can't help but to not send in your rebuttal comment. Thinking you could protest your wise way in, and shut this ridiculous person up. That a wee bit of possibility of getting your point drilled into their minds... would happen.

    Not.

    Let me just say, arguing and  debating certainly does not help. It just all boils down to one thing at the end of the day: 
    Everyone has their own say and own view on each subject. No one is gonna bow down and start to change their minds even after essays and essays of  your opinion. Why ? Because everyone has their different opinions of things and just like you, it will stay permanent. If their minds could change just like that, they wouldn't post their views in the first place.



    So, that's the reason, why I never bother with ignorance on the web.

    At least you could slap that ignorant bastard in real-life! But what can the internet do for you? I mean of course many other things...the internet's my savior. But bashing at others through it is so demeaning to our lives.

    Simply, because you end up achieving nothing. And realize you just lost hours of what could be--grocery shopping, taking Sparky out for a walk, or finishing up that book you meant to finish this weekend.

    Bottom line : Don't bother. And when that finger picks up itching to 'type that b*tch out' , just go grab a bar of snickers or somethin'! You know, chocolate makes you happy.

    There said, we have enough drama in reality, we don't need more on the internet.

    Peace.


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