I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a changeā€”a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

I had to check out the Sketchbook Magazine pop-up store in Carnaby Street before it reached its final pages at its location in Carnaby Street. It had caused a media frenzy with various events that were packed into 3 weeks, and had I been in London I would’ve brought my duvet over and settled down in the corner just to be at each of the events. When I followed Kit down to their basement the other day, what I saw were rooms that were like sketchbooks, spilled out onto walls and floors – paper mobiles, collages, paintings and murals… what a burrow of wonderland it was down there. It’s such a pity I’d missed literally everything that was scheduled (and everyone, including a talk by my darling bubble Susie), but I’m sure keeping an eye out for a next time. Who knows, maybe next time they’ll organize a paper festival for all they seemed to be capable of!

Silk blouse – Make Lemonade Shop, Sweatercoat – ZARA, Leather dress – Vintage, Nude heels – Kate Kanzier, Bag – Vintage thru Etsy

For those who don’t follow me on Twitter or my worldwide telepathic broadcasting (how could you not?) I’ve been in Seoul, South Korea (The country next to Sweden for those who missed out on Geography in Highschool) since the 30th of March. Since then I’ve been hustled around relatives’ houses meeting grandma 1,2, uncle & aunt #1, 2, 3, 4, 5…. Let’s just put it this way, my dad has 4 siblings and my mother has 5 – and I only packed heels.

I’ve had a chance to attend the last two days of Seoul Fashion Week as well, courtesy of Adrienne & Lynette of Kokokoreano, and soon will be bombarding this place with 2 days’ worth coverage. Brace yourselves, I know how hard it was during London Fashion Week.

Thank you Kit of Style Slicker for snapping these photos for me. Man, you’re good.

Coat – Vintage thru Etsy (Black Luna Vintage), Striped top, shoes – Gmarket, Leather top – Topshop, Leggings – DIY cut, Dress – Zara, Yellow bag – Uniqlo; Second photo from Style Slicker

Hi, I happen to enjoy being dressed like Thomas the Tank Engine [THANKS KIT] (complete with rail tracks and diamond fences) and possess a generic Asian face, thank you.

Disgruntled blogger says wussup punk. I guess having this 20 20 hindsight on the humiliating behaviour during LFW by certain fashion bloggers and learning about shockingly judgmental thinking behind streetstyle photographers is not helping the mood here. I remember when these photographs were taken I was in absolute bliss and gleefully basking in the LFW creative energy… I’ll explain the fuming later, but you can start by reading this article by Robin Scott of The Global Herald.

(Thank you Kit for taking these pictures1; the shoe shot I stole from her blog, as you can probably tell)