just enough to fill the void.

love. i was afraid my perception of the noun had been tainted from the past, but in reality i’m surrounded by it. therefore how could one not be a believer or a witness to it, right?

submission and possession, i confuse the two for love. but this is how i see it. there’s this boy i know, and it wasn’t until i found out that he had found ‘the one’ that i realised our relationship was in every way an exemplification of the word. after all, this world only reflects what you see and believe in your own mind. i captured these images from the past couple of years knowing it would illustrate a story somewhere down the track. and here it is, the things i want in life. 
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i know you randomly read these threads when you’re curious of what i’ve been up to. this post is for you. as pessimistic and closed off as you were about love when we first started to get to know each other, i am at peace with where you are in your life. words can’t explain how proud i am of you.

you are here.

 

sadly this trip didn’t bring me much inspiration artistically the way last year’s trip did. but that soul searching bullshit everyone is on about, i guess this was that…

i didn’t take as many photographs as i anticipated, seeing that i bought a new toy camera specifically for this reason. but the experiences i had on this holiday are archived for life. a quick rundown of the happenings from the past three weeks, in no particular order.
revisited my favourite shopping spots in Tokyo. dyed my hair three times in a span of a week. got told that i 'had game' by a Harvard law student. i don't know what that means but... thank you? classily knocked over a glass of wine at Jamie Oliver's Fifteen restaurant. got my tourist picture taken by some randoms, sitting next to a dude passed out on the bench, who had way too many hand grenades (i wish i had this photo). got a homeboy's name tattooed on my arm. i didn't really, but we're sticking with that story. podium danced to One Direction in Shibuya. left my friend at a club on Bourbon St with random guys, sooked about it for a day and then somehow became even closer. and whatever happened in Amsterdam, was inevitable. but the highlight of this trip would probably be celebrating what would have been my friends 29^th birthday, with an awesome circle of people he left behind. Andrew, this trip was solely for you. your girl doesn’t realise it yet, but she is one strong woman.

we're on the home stretch now. coming back to freezing Sydney. i can't wait...

the land of trouble: New York.

 day one// sweating through 5th Ave: Ksubi tank dress, Comme Des Garcons shirt, Timbaland boots.

 day two// strolling through Bedford Ave, Brooklyn: Nathan Smith dress, Apolis Global Citizen tote bag.

it was far too hot to be remotely fashionable in New York at this time of year. getting a photo taken and taking the actual photo was too much to ask for this leg of the trip. hence the lack of enthusiasm in these snaps. soz about it.

photo credit: Raelene Baget of RnR productions.

curiosity van black: Amsterdam.

day one// afternoon supper at Bar Baarsch: Acne cut out top.

 day two// Monday Antiek  Markt: Topshop oversized dress, Agent 99 choker, Mango jeans, 
Havianas, Apolis Global Citizen tote bag, Mimco bracelet.

   day three// befriending a feline after our Grasshopper visit: Maiden halter dress, Mango jeans, Doc Martens, Stussy bag.

photo credit: Raelene Baget of RnR Productions, Amsterdam 2013.