16 October 2014

Being Square

From sweater season, to turtleneck err... teason, it's slowly, but surely getting chilly. Big apologies for being so slow in posting for the past week, all you need to know is that it's my final year in university, and neglecting errands and saying you're busy or held up becomes more of a routine than daily oral hygiene. Speaking of oral hygiene, I've been in immense excruciating pain for the past three days (and counting), as I broke out in stress ulcers on my tongue and inner cheek, rendering me literally speechless (or speaking with a lisp), and taking solid food with any exciting flavors off the menu. *Cue Awwwws* No, no, no, I'm not fishing for mass sympathy, I'm fishing for pain killers, which even upon receiving prescription versions of them have yet to dull the sore pain. But enough about oral inconveniences, and let's get back to talking about the weather and the need for neck covering apparel, which come to think of it only involves turtlenecks and scarves, maybe ascots, but that's pretty much it. At this point of pain, my turtleneck mind as well be a noose. That's what happens when I'm off the grid for a while... either something amazing has happened like industry-gossip filled dinner with the Vogue team, or something terrible like errr, well... this! #CantShhpeakPopperry
top, trousers & loafers CÉLINE

photography BRYANT LEE

07 October 2014

Fraying at the Fringe

In an attempt to keep things relatively consistent both in my life and in my sartorial choices, I decided to set another style rule in stone - choose a common theme/trend and vary it multiple times over your outfit. It may sound odd, or even ridiculous, but allow me to extrapolate. If I wanted to put on a fur stole, I would then pair that with a mohair jumper, fuzzy trousers, velvet brogues, and a hairy clutch; it's very yetti chic. The best part is I'm totally serious when it comes to not taking it serious. Oxymoron statements and ironic mentality plagues this platform, and I'm glad you're sitting in the same boat as I am. Alright, so since I was so adamant about featuring these canvas fringe cork wedges, the only pair of trows I could fathom of that would fall into the same subcategory were these fringe hemmed jeans that I repeat are not DIY patchwork denims. Then along came this hippie out-of-context Aztec woven fringe-for-all scarf that's finally weather appropriate to throw on without pedestrian judgement. I scoured my entire wardrobe for any tops or outerwear that also possess dangly bits and blobs but the ones that existed didn't quite do the trick, I'd even settle for anything with tassels or hair. It's a bit of a cop out but the toggle strings that drop from my parka still relates to fringe, well, maybe more like distant cousins? Meh.

photography by Annissa Mawida

29 September 2014

Featured in MetroPop Magazine

Monday mornings... they can feel like a mild case of depression wash over you as you swipe your phone or in some cases smash them to activate snooze mode; but wait, you can't... It's Monday so you have to get up and get shit done. But at least in my case, I woke up to discover I received a little something in the post - a magazine that made its way half way around the earth, all the way from Hong Kong. No, it's not a subscription, I'm not that dedicated to reading materials ever since the internet existed. Back in July, I spent some time visiting family whilst working on a few projects in Hong Kong, and one of those projects was an interview feature and photo shoot with MetroPop, a weekly magazine that covers anything from art, culture, music, design, beauty, health, and of course fashion. I'm delighted to be part of their 420th issue, and even more delighted to find out I received a three page spread in print #SWOON! I'm still snuggled up in pajamas, with a serious case of bed hair, but I'm already reaching for the camera and putting this featured post up. As much as I'd love to say 'read away!' I think my non-Chinese reading readers might just have some difficulty in deciphering the code. Oh trust me, you're not the only one, I too have difficulty when it comes to reading though speaking wise I'm fine. But don't worry, it's more or less simply me describing what it means to be a 'provoker', blurring gender lines, my undying love for novelty accessories and a styling tip or two. Okay, now back to the real world, with my eyes glued to a monitor and caffeine coursing through my veins. What courses through your veins in the morning? Tell me!
A big provocative thank you to MetroPop for featuring me.

25 September 2014

Navy Moments

After vetoing what felt like sixty potential outfits in my mind, I grew weary from that incessant psychoanalytical internal debate that drove me to the brink of sartorial-insanity. I feel like when people say 'don't overthink it', you probably already did. So if you were to think about that, you'd have thought more, thus, further overthinking it... right? Okay, I'm spiraling down a mental affair I can't get out of without professional help. So, after indeed overthinking it, I said fuck it, I'd just wear a one-piece. Let me tell you, once I've decided the base of my ensemble, it was a load off my mind! Hence this navy knit dress, all hail navy to save the day; I swear, navy IS the new black! Alright, now the matching of my starry shoes and Heidi book clutch may appear as a conscious accessorizing decision, it actually was pure coincidence, seriously! Perhaps my mind subconsciously picked up on the colors, and whispered to my consciousness like, "Hey girl, I think you should totally hold onto an embroidered box and put on those all-star bowling shoes with a wooden platform." And my weak-willed consciousness that always yields replies, "Um, hells yeah! That's not weird at all." The sad thing is she wasn't being sarcastic or ironic. So I did, and hey, for once it worked out quite well. Ma' novelty accessories did me proud! So just as everything seemed to fall into place, and my London Fashion Week can commence properly with the right look, I came to realize I've chosen a boiling hot day to wear a long sleeved, over-the-knee knit dress with a turtleneck #merde. Another one of my inglorious moments that keeps me grounded. Come to think of it, there's a chance I forgot to put on underwear, now that would be mortifying... there goes another dollar in the shame-jar.
 photography by Adam Katz Sinding for Le21ème & W Magazine


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