I featured myself!;D

I’ve never really featured myself in my posts before as I wanted to bring myself out, ONLY, if I fit to the word ‘perfect’. And my version for good-enough-to-be-featured-in-a-blog perfection is obviously a thinner, clearer mostly like-a-model version of myself (I wish!) But then I got tired of waiting. Obviously chasing after perfection is like chasing an illusion. So, whilst trying to adapt to my self-made phrase ‘NOW is perfect’ I am coming out of my cocoon and doing the ‘what I am wearing’ section (yay!)

I am here in the country whose synonym is ‘cold’ and where multiple clothing is a must. I’ve never been fond of coats before but this white snakey collared coat which gives the impression of hybrid of cape and wrap is almost lovable!(I borrowed it from my sister by the way) It’s warm and equally stylish. I wore it with an H&M very summary maxi (apology as I could not show it;() and a great pair of 'ribbed' heels. Usually my choices are impulsive and bright but this is in one word- Classy!. This don’t mean the beginning of my coat ‘affair’ it just means I HAD to wear it and as long as I am wearing I am wearing something good. Plus check out those ear tops!

(Baby) you’re a challenge let’s explore your talent!

Of course you know who I am talking about! The one and only for whom there is raining men but stands with an umbrella -Ri-Ri! And much like her daring and dirty songs the popstress is as much daring with her style. She is one of those few who can rock a sexy gown to ripped denim to knee high boot effortlessly. Rihanna’s style is admirable because it’s loud and speaks confidence. For me she is the ultimatum of fierce fashion. Besides her clothing another thing to look out for is the ever changing kesh(hair) colour, and boy does she look good in every colour! I did some checking out in the net and here are some of her best style moments. Lets explore Rihanna's 'talent'

P.S she is the reason why I no more have to say shh..and only have to show my finger!

Digging out!

With diary full of plans and after fifteen months of hardcore Singaporean heat and sun, I am back to London for two months. It’s already been a week since I set my foot on the English land drinking orange ‘lucozade’ and yet I haven’t done anything! Why? Because I am busy nursing myself from this terrible cold! Yeah yeah it’s actually lot warmer now but I feel like I’ve entered a freezer!

‘How did I ever survive here before’ I am thinking and I remember I seldom had jackets in my wardrobe! Anyhow I still love the city and am excited for activating the plans (I hope they get activated)

Sun is smiling but its chilly (although I am getting used to and the weather feels wonderful) and I am spending my days sipping green tea and occasional luczade AND digging out my old stuffs! And blimey! Can there be any more of my textual antics!! My stuffs are just the way I left them! A confession, I am a bibliophile and I even collect text books! I guess I sound very geek, but I don’t care!

With these old textual antics flooded in old memories. I first came in London in the summer of 2007, when I was seventeen. Everything was new and I had this stereotypical image of western people – everyone living in the suburbs, kids cycling, a typical American dream definition, and I was so wrong! First of all why was I even thinking UK the American way and secondly I should stop comparing filmy scenarios to the reality! In simple words London is cold yet creative!

Five things London taught me-

*be bolder, beat the cold!

*cold is no reason to be fat and lazy!

*the clichéd- anything is possible

*the accent ;) (I mean I can differentiate ;p)

*this one is not exactly ‘taught’ but ‘gave’ me Lucozade, the best drink ever!! ;)

Again another article without any pictures! And it don’t look as appealing but trust me I am working on it ;) 

No more a fashion show virgin!

Albeit it wasn’t traditional and models didn’t walk on sleek n shiny stage, and instead made the very road of Orchard the ramp, where the audience weren’t as fashionable as you’d expect, I will still say it that now I am officially no more a fashion show virgin! It doesn’t take that much guts to witness these kind of show, when, especially it was all for public, but still I am all ‘yay!’ okay let me tell you the story!

I was so excited I reached Orchard three solid hours early! But since its Orchard it’s cool! I must say it’s one of the few places in Singapore where you’d really want to spice yourself up, for the area is all jammed with designer shops and you’ll see everyone really dressed up and dapper.

Adele’s rolling in the deep was blaring out loudly from the tented area where we could (I and my husband) see thin, tall lads and lasses with really sunken cheeks and we immediately assumed they were the models (and of course they were)

There were some raining in-between the waiting but for this I was considering anything!

The show finally started when it was all dark and nice. Even the weather fantastically bearable. Although over the loud music and noise I could not hear the designer’s/shops name properly some of the names were- Just Cavalli, Marks and Spencer, Vivienne Westwood and Dipdrops amongst others.

It was a showcase of ready-to-wear from the high streets, for the high streets. There were lots of maxis, colours and dresses, very much appropriate for Singapore.

Watching models in TVs and magazines and thinking that you are used to those figures was something I had believed in but when I saw them for real, their tiny face on top of the tall, lanky body it was kind of not exactly surreal but ‘wow’ and ‘dammit I want to have that kind of body!’ no wonder every model is the way they are. 

It was a great experience but there was a time I wished I was much more forward than I had been. Talking to models after the show was another experience which I am glad I did it (thanks to my husband who pushed me by saying ‘I thought you wanted to learn more of these things’).

the ramp ;)long way to go!

 I was so much engrossed with the show I didn’t even think of the camera, again thanks to my husband.