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loving the flat shoes worn with almost everything. seems like strappy shoes are in; don't look too flattering but it's a nice change from the pointy ones.   

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not the most flattering pictures but here they are anyway. if i dared to head outside and be seen in this outfit, it means it's passable. lol. but i was merely going to church. the only fashion rule i applied for such occasions: don't be too sloppy. which basically means no slippers. even now, on dress-down fridays at work, i couldn't make myself wear 'expensive' slippers like birkenstocks. i'd feel so obviously sloppy. many colleagues do that, i don't always approve, but somehow it's just not so obvious on them? it's all in my head. 

wore the jumpsuit with the top down so the bottoms looked like paperback harem pants. if i had broader shoulders and longer legs, i would be richer today, from all the savings on alterations. almost wanted to wear these boots but i think i'd look really cartoon.  

CofC

 the top's reversible. i got it cos it's reminiscent of fashions past. is this outfit (below) sloppy? i can imagine why management would frown on dress-down fridays policies. i don't envy those who have meetings scheduled on fridays. thankfully, i get to wear casual on all fridays except the 1st friday of every month for the next 4 months.

all the talk seemed to have nothing to do with the post title. i'd been at quite a low point... i hadn't been documenting much about it, it's pointless i guess, cos i'd still be in the same place. not sure if it's not as bad as before, if that could be ascertained by looking back on the blog posts. it could just hit me suddenly. i almost never made it to church just now. the haze was rather bad. i didn't have the desire. i was openly defying my Lord. i deserved better. i didn't deserve His grace. i wanted more. i just wanted to stay put.

"Jesus embraces to all who come to Him... He took our shame, our guilt, our unrighteousness... everything was done so you would come...." 

- Vincent Lai


  

明如水晶

thank you for the blessings, Abba. please give me the courage to enter into the land flowing with milk and honey. i've taken long enough already.    

realised i hadn't worn this jumpsuit(?) in exactly a year and three months. or maybe it's been closer to two years and it's just that i decided to post up that outfit on the eve of the ex's birthday. i almost wore the same white drapey outerwear today as it's right there where i could see it. even the hairstyle's similar. i tried to plaid up my fringe but i was too lazy so i simply twisted the strands and secured them with my 'cockroach' hair claws (my SIL once mistook them for the insect, lol). this remix is a bit more me.. but in all honesty, this is a  really sexy number, so the kitsch polka dotty cardigan was used to tone down the vibe. the cardi was bought during my tokyo trip and i'd clean forgotten about it until a coupla weeks back.

Blessed 不惑之年: May Jesus illuminate your paths ahead and lead you His way, so that from henceforth you will be crystal-clear about which way to go, ie.不惑，不惑，毫不迷惑！

- 静扬

luca luca ss10

i'm exactly where i'm supposed to be

i got a serious case of wardrobe malfunction today. i went out in the outfit above. would've worn the tan huaraches in the centre picture (i'm pissed just talking about the shoes: i wore them barely once or twice and the side straps gave way before long). they're still wearable but my last few toes would fall out. so i made do with the pair on the extreme right. they're strappy too and i've had them for quite a few years. i feel somewhat sentimental about them as they remind me of my last KL trip with my bro and SIL. i enjoyed myself so very much then. tomorrow, i join them with 语馨 in JB :)    

anyway. as i was saying, i had a case of wardrobe malfunction. i dunno what happened but as i was getting ready to alight the bus when it reached my stop, i felt the pants hanging off my hips. i dunno if my butt crack saw daylight; i hope i did pull up quickly enuf as i walked from my seat. then it's the same as i crossed the road - at a junction, no less. i couldn't care anymore whether i looked less embarrassing holding up my pants or letting them drop. how thankful i was that it was a short walk to my office and that the jumpsuit's still functional - as a jumpsuit. so much for being experimental.

(the bottom pictures show how the jumpsuit looks like when worn with the 'top' up and with the cuffs pulled to the shin)

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)))crunch time(((

preens

we got a bunch of sporting people at the wedding dinner. there's a dance floor in the middle of the ballroom. a duo was hired to sing 'live' oldies. the aunties line-danced and some uncles danced waltzes, cha cha and rock 'n' roll with their mates. i spied much grannywear and vintage bags and shoes. lotsa preens. you can see three here in one picture.    

^the lady in the toga maxi (wearing glasses) was the star of the night to me. not counting the bride, lah. there's this lady wearing a bareback LBD, bejeweled at the end of the 'bareness'. she's quite hot lah but her face was like so fierce lor. well, i guess i have to be a man so she'd relax and smile for me. now i get why my friend always tells me to smile more.

^my outfit. bought the jumpsuit from topshop at half price and two sizes bigger. somehow it'd look better than the one in my size (uk8). i didn't wear vintage garb but my accessories are all vintage. bag is vintage celine. peeptoes from GDO. braided belt is ferragamo. i surprised myself by wearing the chunky gold necklace. i was doing black and gold from the bag to the belt. lol. the hair - i couldn't do any better. if i looked like a folk dancer from china, so be it. i don't mean it in a negative way. i remember this was how i'd looked during folk dance performances when i was a kid. minus the pink furry stuff mothers liked to use on their daughters' buns. i did the korean bun here but tied tight and high.

^thank goodness i brought along this chinoi silk jacket to ward off the chills. it's very gaudy with the gold necklace, though. well i was in competition with some trendy grannies i gotta step it up, yeah :P i think it's my first time attending a wedding dinner alone. doing movies alone is nothing. this one needed me to shift gear; there's no way out. thankfully i sat with a sociable and rather charming uncle who came with his wife, who's the bride's chinese teacher from her secondary school (did you get that??) ok, that's all for now.

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my craze for mint green or seafoam green or aqua green continues. i got these at flea titan today (the mask is a gift from a church brother who just returned from hcmc vietnam). i clocked up more damage for sure but the phone cam's just not for taking decent photos. i was going for shoes again (sigh) but i'm quite proud of my restraint so far. this pair's a good deal. the lady said she has to close shop as she's migrating (FEP fans should know of this shop named sugarhouse, i reckon? i seldom shopped there). they're leather, at 10 bucks. i forgot if i asked her if she'd be back there tomorrow. the a/x top cost 10 bucks too, from a different seller. i got a few other pieces of nice tops (she's into mesh-y or net-ty textures, i think) and skirts (thai silk!) from her. i got more OL suits; at fifteen bucks per set. come to think of it, edmundser's things are very cheap when they're on clearance? oh well. i just don't really mall-shop these days. guess flea-shopping is being 'green'..? heh.

i almost melted in today's heat. it was so chilly this morning i almost contemplated putting my boots to good use. wore a giordano jumper as trousers. bag is lesportsac. shoes are by melissa. i found out more about them here.

friends don’t let friends wear jumpsuits

not the most flattering combo, i agree.

and what's the difference between a jumpsuit and a romper? the title of this post was taken from some email blast. the seller called it a jumpsuit. how about this one below? looks like the one on the guy?

fowl play + dream jumpsuit (?)

so i procrastinated long enuf to finally hit the national museum to catch lacroix's costumier exhibition on sunday. free entry - yay! and i'm glad i went early.

much should've been said about it already, i'm pretty sure. i first read about it here. brilliant young lady, this blogger. i always claimed to want to be a writer but i obviously was just talking thru my butt. she can draw and she makes bags and necklaces and stuff. she's got better pictures, too. i didn't bring a camera as i didn't think they'd allow it.

i actually dunno how to articulate my experience. i can only think of "magical". it's a shame one can't touch the costumes. there's a boudoir where fabrics like taffeta and velvet were upholstered onto some boards. it's not the same, of course.

i watched the films last. i must admit that my impression of the magical things kinda altered afterwards. when i went thru the sketches, i was thinking, "even the maid gets to dress up pretty!" when the images came to live on human form, it's not quite so magical. the big bows on their heads were dangling over their faces. my heart sank and i imagined that's how it must be if i were lacroix. so what if you're a lacroix, when this happened. but maybe it was intentional - that they had to exaggerate their hand movements of flipping the bows back to the back of their heads after scrubbing the floor. i cannot imagine how it's like when they had to do other dance movements.

as they filmed how people put the clothes together, i recalled my hotel days when we once had a ballet dance group check in. there's this very pretty girl who'd always be with two men (not always the same men and they're good-looking). anyways, one night, one of those men got into a crazy fit and destroyed the room. the hotel GM was flabbergasted and insisted they pay for damages. i was just suitably amused throughout the episode. i never found out why it happened. i suspect the guy was consumed by jealousy. so draa-maa!

the other thing i smiled about as i watched the films was the fashion of the 80s and 90s. there's this sweet young thing who has the coolest punk do. the aunties wore batwing tops, had waves or scarves on their heads, and clear frames with tinted lens perched on their noses. loved that.

you can read more about the costumier exhibition in this blog and here.

two sentences lacroix said jumped off at me:
Colours are the reflections of the soul.
C'est la vie! is a perfume and a state of mind.

oops. long entry. btw, you tell me if that's a jumpsuit or romper (picture at top right).
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