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creative & photography SHINI PARK created for CALVIN KLEIN

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poncho STYLENANDA swimwear CALVIN KLEIN

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I know I’ve been charged with the crime of ‘over-doing’ things in the wardrobe department – evident if not by silence in the comment section then at least by the rapid-scan eye flick of my PA that is uploaded into the smile that follows. ParknCube_CalvinKlein-Swimwear_012. The empty smile, the flight-attendant-who’s-had-to-clean-enough-baby-spit-up smile. Yes, judge, I plead insanity (with a side of vanity*). But when it comes to swimwear, all I know is: KISS. Keep It Simple, Stupid. If we’ve socially accepted the pairing of exposed physical imperfections + tea-cosy-sized fabric for the sake of going into tempered water, then my swimsuits and I are going to do my best to slink into people’s blind spots. And to KISS, one must Calvin Klein, so forgive me if while I show some favs. Yes, one of my boob is bigger than the other.

*Am I maybe a poet.

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Net skirt – All Saints. Sandals – ATP Atelier. Bag – J & M Davidson. Bralette Bikini – Calvin Klein

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Calvin Klein One-shoulder swimsuit

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swimwear CALVIN KLEIN sandals ATP ATELIER net bag LABOUR & WAIT

Top: Black bandeau bikini top. Bottom: Zebra bikini top

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Watch – Calvin Klein class.

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Sometimes, just sometimes, you look up and around your hunch-back blanket-burrito and whatever deadline you’ve been quite professionally avoiding and think, my goodness the office looks like a tipped-over crap basket. The mountain of beauty products and pile of press releases printed on what seems like Peru’s last remaining trees have been long since shoved aside into a blind spot, but you conclude that the reason there are 19 irrelevant tabs open and three very very expensive things in the Net-a-Porter basket is all due to this mess. The juices simply ain’t flowing.

Of course, I do what everyone who has ever worked in the creative industry does and go out for fresh air, aka the equivalent of sweeping dirty laundry under the bed. When I was in Uni, I didn’t frequent much cafes – possibly something to do with the fact that my PC sang such noises (remember the ear-splitting Microsoft loading tune? That, coupled with my overheating spluttering Toshiba, burned coffees) and the fear of being judged by Mac-clad hipsters. I liked bright, big spaces instead… like libraries or museums. The British Museum was one of my usual haunts, with its vast, invigorating open spaces and architecture that made any dormant ‘good ideas’ to re-surface; on sunny days I’d sit in one of the triangle shadows cast by the giant glass-roof and read a paperback (gasp!) until I got hungry. Nobody bothered if you sat on the stairs for hours, and the staff only got riled up when a throng of schoolkids made too much noise or ran around. At which point I’d stop chasing them, but generally it was also a great spot to bring friends.

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Watch – Calvin Klein class. Ring – Calvin Klein beyond

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I have fond memories of this place, which is why I brought Calvin Klein to shoot the class watch, as a means of sharing one of my old stomping grounds with you but also because FRESH AIR is what this blog always used to be.

In Collaboration with Calvin Klein Watches

Jacket – Dagmar. Crop-top – American Apparel. Jeans – Levi’s. Sneakers – MySwears. Calvin Klein watch + jewellery

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Shirt – Filippa K. Jeans – vintage Levi’s. Watch – Calvin Klein class.

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art direction SHINI PARK photography assistance SIMON SCHMIDT location THE BRITISH MUSEUM

Top – Dagmar. Trousers – Rodebjer via Zalando. Shoes – Sarah Flint. Necklace – Lali Shop & Vivienne Westwood.

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My Sexy
art direction SHINI PARK photography MR TRIPOD in collaboration with ZALANDO & CK

If you happen to know me in real life, or follow along on Snapchat, you know my reaction to fresh-baked pizza, glistening spaghetti, or a steaming burrito wrap: “YAAaaaARS”. As loud as possible, and with a roll of eyes that would knock down a ten-pin bowling line-up. One bite of said burrito would send shivers down my spine and I’d feel an odd sense that I, am in love, with this food, would like to procreate with it, sit under the stars, read poems together about salted caramel, and roast garlic over open flame. #LongTechnicallyInacurrateSentenceDontCare. So, what do I consider sexy, you ask? A bowl of phô wearing Agent Provacateur.

On occasion of Zalando’s #SHAREYOURSEXY #UK campaign with Calvin Klein Underwear, fronted by ultrababe Joan Smalls, here are a few other things that I think sexy: Food, great sense of humour underlined by dirty jokes and sarcasm – sharp enough to make sashimi out of any serious/non-serious situation – and nerds. Talk to me ONLY using lines from LOTR and you can be Ron to my Hermione (also must be proficient in at least two FPS games and own a gaming mouse).

What’s your Sexy?

Shirt – Jil Sander. Corset & Skirt – ASOS. Necklaces – Lali Shop, Louis Vuitton

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humour (aka dirty jokes)
AKA Any joke including your mum, weiners and farts, essentially, because we all know I have a mind of a 13-year-old. Great humour make my knees weak, especially the borderline-inappropriate kind, laced with darkness and dripping with sarcasm. Arrested Development, Rick & Morty, Natalie Tran – I’m looking at y’all.
geekery/nerdery
If you haven’t dissected your PC tower at age 15 and spent 4 days catching Mewtwo in Pokemon Red, then you wouldn’t know the joy in communicating solely  using lines from Star Wars/Trek, LOTR, Harry Potter, Marvel/DC comics, Sims (yes, the jibberish) and occasionally dirty lines from Game of Thrones – the books.

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good food, bad food (ALL THE FOODS)
Doesn’t matter if it’s been swimming in grease, or fresh-plucked out of the ground, food is my BFF and lover. More the cheese, the sexier it gets, though – that’s one equation that works every time.

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One piece, three looks – Iris & Ink duchesse-satin top

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Look 1: Satin Top – Iris & Ink. Black jeans – James Jeans. Boots – Kurt Geiger (black). Bag – Marc Jacobs (via THE OUTNET.COM). Sunglasses – Carrera by Jimmy Choo.
Look 2:   Satin Top – Iris & Ink. Skirt - Calvin Klein (via THE OUTNET.COM. Shoes – Valentino. Bracelets – ASOS. Bird bangle – Saught. Clutch – Kurt Geiger.
Look 3:   Satin Top – Iris & Ink. Coat – Mango. Shoes – Mango. Skirt – Next. Bag – JinYoo103684. Rings – ASOS.

I think it’s high time I revive this series because honestly it’s quite fun putting together fantasy outfits, like I have somewhere to wear these to. Oh the joy of working from home. Take Look #2 for example – first date? any date? Dates with the hubby usually involves him telling me to go and change into trainers so we can walk his daddy-long-legs pace, and being asked if I ate a hamster because my lips are very very red. Or Look #3 – yeah pffsh, my business meetings usually happen over Skype, me in pyjamas munching on M&M’s, lying that my webcam isn’t functioning. I mean. I just don’t think they’ll trust working with a girl with no eyebrows. I’m kidding. I have eyebrows, please believe me. The colour of the Iris & Ink duchesse-satin top, exclusive to THE OUTNET.COM – hero piece of this month’s three-ways-to-wear – does put me in a rather romantic mood though. Plus, it’s the best kind of silk – those of the super-thick buttery sort that keeps its cocoon-y shape regardless of what’s happening underneath. I guess I can go eat a hamster afterall.

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Sea scallop, oyster, seaweed and watercress

Clockwise: Carrot puree with pickled celery and basil; Mushroom broth with buffalo curd and water mint; lemon sole with smoked marrow and roasted bone sauce

Dessert: Macerated strawberries with Butter milk custard and Strawberry meringue

Silk trench coat, Calvin Klein. Trousers, Topman. Grey t-shirt, Gmarket. Bag, JHYoo. Shoes, Topshop.

Let me just go collect a few more scrap metal bits to sell so I can once again afford to take some more shots inside Roganic to show you. Or, just book and go, actually. I don’t think I’m confident enough to explain what the dishes are anyway, that’s usually Sophie‘s job and I’m the pizza-belly photographer that nods fiercely pretending to know what a hake is. (‘Yes, this hake is so delicious, can one grow it in the garden?‘) The funny thing is, I didn’t near expect Roganic to be this good despite all the gushing, although when I arrived at the address the low-key grey-pistachio exterior with frosted windows did throw me off a bit. When I plan to spend £60+ for a lunch I expect at least a carpet of some variant of red, and servants, bowing. But then again yours truly is cheap-azz that cry over a £6 burger. I went for the 6 course option, only because it’s a no-choice tasting menu which means the 3 course option would’ve been like having glorified finger food for lunch and the 10 course option would’ve been having LOTS AND LOTS of finger food for lunch. If you’re a foodie feel free to leave that dijon mustard-smear in my comment box now. Said glorified finger-food was beautifully presented on surfaces with contrasting or complimenting textures, and served with the most adequate tempo; every course had such harmony within itself – by the time we were on dessert my palate had been active like an LED dance floor. The only time I’ve had that kind of party in my mouth was when I first tried peanut butter and Oreos after watching Parent Trap in 1998…. YUM. Before the company put two and two together and forever ruined adolescent excitement of of food-experimentation, that is.