Friday, November 27, 2009

Daul Kim

I've been too busy lately that I only just found out 2 days ago that one of my favourite supermodels, Daul Kim, committed suicide.

It saddened me to my core not only because I loved her so much as a model, but at the fact that a 20 years old, as beautiful as she is, as successful as she is, decided to end her life. I always knew she has a dark side, but something was possibly so bad that death was the only choice, it must have been so horrible.

So many girls in the world would do ANYTHING to be Daul, yet she didn't want to be anybody no more.

There is a part of me that still cannot believe this. You love someone so much and never expect they could just be gone the next day.

It just seems such a timely coincidence that my recent jewellery collection, was named "Deadly".

This is very wrong to say but there is such an alluring, mysterious obsession with death. You can't deny it.  It's somewhere you can't help getting drawn to peek into but you're lucky if you could stop yourself in time. The sometimes twisted portrayal of Death as glamourous, excitement to push boundaries keeps you addicted and on edge. Right now I cherish my life very much and suicide is definitely not something I can see myself ever do, but I would never judge someone who chooses this path, I do understand for some people, sometimes the pain they have is so much none of us can even get close to understand, and death is the only option. If you can't understand that, you are very lucky.

We can't choose to be born, so maybe we should at least be able to choose to die.

Here's a sneak peak, enjoy.

Enjoy life, while you can.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009


Working has kind of numbed me so bad lately that I'm confused with my "passion" with fashion.

and no inspirations for shopping either, hardly have time to do it and when I do, everything around seems so mediocore and cloned.

Either they are so unaffordable,

or when they are, the absolutely overflow of replicas put me off.

There is something very wrong with it when even Garden Street markets are already selling Over the Knee boots and Padded bikers for less then $200.

Being original and stylish is getting harder and harder!

What also slightly amuse/annoys me is all that hype from every freaking collaborations between high street stores and designers, namely the most recent Jimmy Choo x H&M. I just don't understand why people would wake up at god knows what time and queue for things that are even way over-priced to begin with? It is just "Jimmy-Choo" all in the same old H&M quality, are the garments even worth that much anymore when it's so non-exclusive and to the mass? Or am I just not passionate enough and not fashion-crazed enough?

In some way I just adore the times when every single items in our wardrobe has a special meaning to it, a story behing it and a feeling from a certain period that gets carried with the piece. NOT queuing up crazily just to get a piece of some big cake we're told to love. Being too desperate is so not chic, No? I don't get it! I don't get it!

Either I am just bitter because I was not in the queue or just too frustrated from not having any interesting to buy these days.


Or maybe I am just still holding grudge from the time I spent £200 on the Karl Lagerfeld x H&M collection years ago and the only 2 items I kept from returning aren't even with me anymore. One was ruined in a flood and another in my best friend's wardrobe now.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Hard v.s. Romantic

Loving the hardness of the Leather Jacket against the soft, romantic flowy Red Velvet skirt.


She's The Lady

Where were you for Halloween?