Top – Courtesy of Your Eyes Lie, Pants & Bag – Gmarket, Shoes – New Look, Cardigan – Massimo Dutti, Watch – Casio

Last week I received a comment that read something like I like your blog and the way you make it approachable for someone like me who’s not really into this type of fashion. The only criticism I’d give is that your layout isn’t necessarily fully accommodating and I think you can find some better looking designs in Blogger or WordPress, you can even make your own templates! at this point I let go of all my muscles and just went WHUuuu? I sat there stumped, not really knowing how to respond – my Web Design-heavy CV proceeded to mentally fold itself into an airplane and kamikaze onto undercharged previous-clients dressed as terrified villagers. Then I heard my boyfriend giggle into his laptop in the corner. Let’s put it this way, I will have to tie his laces from now on because, I HAVE BITTEN OFF ALL HIS FINGERS.

Have you seen the occasional ‘mean’ comment that advises me to buy a new camera because the photography is borderline crap, or one that says that all my shoes are ugly? They’re all from this man named Zbigniew and I soon learnt that that’s when my poor boyfriend wants some attention. He actually uses the opportunity to to ridicule comments I often receive that insinuate that the camera makes the photos. And he dislikes all my heeled shoes because they hurt ma feet, aww. This is a truly truly a 21st Century method of dating.


Sweater – Massimo Dutti, Shirt Gmarket, Pants – MNG, Bag – Mum’s Pollini, Necklace Amberline

I’ve had a tiny grudge on amber since that time I fell off a tree in our back yard trying to detach an amber resin with an insect trapped in it (mosquito…). Damnit I thought it was prehistoric and would sell for bazillions. What? I was 7, I only got a brain for my 8th birthday and that was totally a few years earlier than my brother. Curious how we all seem to survive from falling off trees and being grated on the pavement rollerblading when young. Now I feel like dying from this thing called stress? This magically powerful thing that doesn’t even have physical form will eventually KILL ME.

Anyway newfound love for amber. Thanks mum, I guess you know now where your necklace disppeared to. Oh the things I do to make you read this blog.