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 change—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.

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creative direction SHINI PARK photography assistance SIMON SCHMIDT in collaboration with ZALANDO
Dress – POLO by Ralph Lauren. Bustier – Fenty PUMA by Rihanna. Bag – Louis Vuitton.

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top FENTY PUMA BY RIHANNA skirt GLAMOROUS

True story: In August we shot a story for a one-pager print feature (coming to newsstands near you come October – more on that later), which involved a few extra bodies in the studio than usual. You know, stylist, hair & makeup, light people, sandwich people, champagne and massage people…etc, the whole jazz. Halfway through look two, the theme of the shoot was determined: COULD WE TRY AGAIN THIS TIME WITH SHINI’S DAMN LEGS CLOSED, because apparently this harlot kept posing with her legs wide open like it’s peace sign.

Glasses – Ferragamo. Dress – Lavish Alice.

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right: FENTY PUMA BY RIHANNA skirt GLAMOROUS boots J.W.ANDERSON

But here’s the dealio kids: posing like a d-bag, or Mrs Duke Nukem, makes one feel powerful, confident, brave even. Zalando, you asked me – how does fashion help be who I want me to be? Uncross your legs and look straight in the lens – send that glare down the barrel, let it parkour up the internal mirrors and poke the cameraman’s eyes while growling I’VE GOT BALLS OF STEEL. This will genuinely help getting past any insecurities, trust me. You’ll be able to wear anything and feel confident in anywhere. Like Fenty in a ballroom in South of France. Or don’t fit in. Alas, imperfections make the best charm.

No ragrets.

Top – 3.1 Phillip Lim. Trousers – Just Female. Heels – Bally.

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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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Zalando Collection launch

I’m wearing: Trench coat – Uniqlo, Black leather jacket – Day Birger et Mikkelsen, Jeans – Zara, Boots – Friis & Company, Camerabag – Stylescrapbook x Kipling, Bag – Coach, Top – YesStyle, Earphones – Urbanears

Guten tag meine Kindereggs! …I just offended somebody’s grandma, didn’t I? I’m thinking I can take this post down two different paths – either one that involves a lot of 9th grade German-class related stories (i.e Ich bin ein Toilettenpapier, bitte? BITTE!? Translation: May I please go to the toilet and avoid answering whatever question you just threw at me) or I can be an adult and tell you how I’ve had the lovely opportunity to visit Berlin. Second option it is, but not because I’d like to be serious for a change, I think I just used all the German I know in the above example…
Growing up, Berlin to me was Disneyland, Hogwarts, and Never-neverland where the lights were multi-neon and the long-haired rollerbladers at the banks of the Seine were the emperors of dance. This is the time when MTV actually played music videos and teenage emotions oscillated with weekly charts and highly coveted ringtones, only purchasable through mobile phones that only kids with Nokia parents owned. The ‘internet’ was but a series of muffled bleeps from the Forbidden Box and I was a 13 year old kid living in Warsaw, alienated by the locals and wanting to ring the Y2K at a music festival in Berlin. So it was with glee that I accepted to fly to see the launch of Zalando’s new collection, if only to have a proper taste of the brand but also to finally attempt at experiencing the teenage dream never fulfilled. Here’s part one – snippets of arrival with travel-buddy Carrie and the evening of the collection launch. More of the city to come in Part Two!

Thank you Zalando for having us and Carrie for the shots of moi. 

Sweater – Topshop (shrunk in the wash :(), Belt – Vintage, Shoes – c/o Zalando, Socks – c/o Tabio, skirt – c/o Storets, Bag – c/o YesStyle

You know me, exaggerating everything like it’s nobody’s business… this is indeed how I lost ’10kg’s, sorry to disappoint. But hey, the very notion that you’d

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think I have enough willpower and self-discipline to lose 10kg is very flattering, thank you. I did lose 2kg the past month but that was purely accidental, kind of like how people lose their kid in a supermarket… you get it back no matter how fast you hide. Anyway back to the hair – what was initially hoped to be ‘shock and awe’ turned out to be more of a ‘dude, where’s my hair‘ fluster. Lothar of Sassoon (Covent Garden Salon) played his wizard tricks, as he – naturally – does magic with hair, and next thing I knew my Samson locks were on the floor next to his neon orange kicks. I guess what I’m trying to say is that it really is a beautiful cut, except I have no clue how to flaunt it because I’ve had utra-long hair for forever (and the fact that I don’t own a blowdryer might also be a contribution…). I’ve also been catching myself in the mirror and realise I look exceptionally ‘Korean’, or ‘Asian’, but that conversation with the reflection usually ends with ‘dude shut up, you are Korean’ and I end up smearing toothpaste at the mirror, crying.

Thank you Lothar millions for the haircut, and Kit for the shots!
(Also here’s the number for the salon if anyone’s interested in some wizardry – +44 020 7240 6635)