spoiled feet at elle
THESE are what the people at ELLE are wearing to work, so it wouldn’t be completely unfathomable that they’ve found the need to set up an online shoe diary for us mere mortals to indulge in obtaining some visual ecstacy.
Peering down at my muddied clay-colored arturo chiang pumps now is making me feel slightly depressed.
And what might YOU be wearing today?
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not that i like pink, but what a pretty street to live on
my dream yellow kitchen + dining table
- Up-inspired proposal (sab says no ring, no deal)
Another monolithic Monday, with us sombrely attired in black + white. Figured a couple color insertions would provide some much-needed mood-lifting effects.
It sure is tiresome when your emotions are darting all over the place – thankfully the highs are HIGH speckled with mild lows. Everything in the past 4 months have proven to be immensely cathartic, and lately, the only thing capable of bringing me down is PMS.
The year will soon come to a close, and looking back on the events of ‘09 through the old blog, I’m pretty satisfied with what I’ve accomplished for the year. Kinda glad I blogged rather religiously because my goldfish memory often fails to capture the good things that have taken place over time. Gonna put up a reading list because I’m amazed at the amount of books I’ve read this year – it’s not a lot but with school out of the way, I’ve had time to read tons more.
Alright, stay tuned (not that anyone’s interested).
Peas.
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life on a plate
- omelette @ hatched
- p.s. cafe
No meal is complete without some egg in it.
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stained for satin
- for the love of lace
- fallen at 20 – R.I.P. Daul Kim
- taylor tomasi – my favourite redhead of all time
Slow start to the week, but since Tues, some invisible phenomenon seems to have somehow propelled me towards non-stop productivity. Right up till this afternoon following a massive quiznos lunch and food coma.
Comfort zones may not be a thing of the past, but it’s nice to have my little world derailed every now and then. Takes a lot to nudge me out of my routines, but now that someone’s decided to do it, things’re starting to look up.
Munich, NY, Tokyo, Tuscany, Paris, Rome, Greece maybe?
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greed
orange you eggcited?
- little red shoes
dream cabinet
girl crush on dree hemingway
style crush too 
running away in this ride come december
looking forward to watching the star-studded cast of NINE work their magique
kate hudson's got some hidden talents
top on my xmas list - ze hermes leica m7
The trouble with wanting everything is running the risk of spreading yourself thin, having to deal with the chaotic aftermath, sacrificing ME time for the sake of a couple dozen guilty pleasures a week.
After the past couple of months of everything all at once, my body yearns to return to the mellow routines it was once used to. The danger of allowing yourself brand new experiences is ending up feeling exposed for the sake of exposure.
I need to learn better communication skills. Wanting everything will most likely leave you with just about nothing.
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hair envy - taylor tomasi
lust
- magnet calendar
ernie smokes these
First off, I leave for Shanghai with Le Champs in just under 19hrs. We spend 4 days there, possibly hit up a Halloween party Shanghainese-style (no idea whats in store) on the day of our arrival, chill with my folks before we jet off to HK unsupervised for another 4 days.
Pretty psyched, and at the same time slightly bummed about missing out on the fun stuff that’ll be taking place back home over the week that I’m away. Thrilled that I managed to catch ‘This Is It’ with the bestie + KY (I’m a seasoned third-wheeler). The film, which documented the massive preparation/direction that went into what would have been a phenomenal tour, evoked feelings of sadness, admiration, sympathy and (never thought I’d say this) love – for him, his music, the dedication/passion he possessed with regards to his art, and the kind of love his fans had for him. It was just amazing to watch and by the end of the 100mins, I was so blown away by the rehearsals captured on film that I wished it wasn’t the end.
Been pigging out with no inhibitions, particularly with my workmates, and I think its starting to take its toll on my waistline. My skinny jeans are bursting at the seams and I haven’t even left for my trip yet.
Time to get back to work.
PEAS.
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food glorious food
Elvis
junk feud
Buying into your own claims in a state of inebriation will only lead to the residual effects you swore would never arise. While the aftermath may, for now, be deemed mild and manageable, I can only hope that my selective amnesia will come and scratch this entire ordeal from my memory.
The week of highs dipped to an all-time low yesterday when I decided to let myself be persuaded to do the dumbest thing ever. Hiding in my hole from now till forever.
My massive Sunday to-do list beckons.
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