the terror held in wedding bells.

our David Jones bridal and Mother's Day windows have launched. come take a peek at our display work. you literally have to look through peep holes. and fyi to those bride-to-be's, there's some sort of bridal expo happening soon, i don't care too much about it but perhaps you do. enjoy.

this game is very religious.

i've visited zen places in Tokyo, threw coins in the wishing well, and put out my wishes to the universe.  in Paris i stopped by the Sacre Coeur to light a candle and even went into the Notre Dame and left a piece of paper of prayers. i'm not the religious type, but spiritually my heart is there. somewhere. each time i have wished for the same thing. come soon Mr. Wish Sir... 

bringing up crazy.

(weird) is an adjective i am associated with more often than not. and though it can be disheartening at times, in most situations i’m thinking the same thing about you. girls question me, boys think i’m strange, and the elders like to shake their heads in disapproval. each to their own.

this design pilgrimage is going to take me to the most fashionable, obscure and inspiring corners of the world. and so i will be posting a day-to-day outfit diary with no restrictions and complete access to my weird and wonderful head space.

neckpiece: Sportsgirl, nail polish: O.P.I, t-shirt: RVCA, coat: Zara, pant: Zara, shoes: Mango

wise men say...

they say the weird and crazy come out on Friday the 13th. i did the craziest thing that night. without having this sound like a page out of my grade 8 diary, i told him. him being the beautiful person that allowed me to see the world in a different light, and him who i find myself being in a weird relation with. it's a bittersweet feeling i now have knowing where we both stand with each other. this passage from one of his favourite animations describes us perfectly.

now he knows. and now i won't die wondering. 

the darkest element.

today my colleague and i dressed a few mannequins on the young fashion level at work. the only briefing and direction we received from H.O was to go black and minimal. instinctively i had a big grin on my face. i started off with a black mesh bra and ended up with this, the “Widows” as we are now referring them to. as we were wheeling the mannequins onto the shop floor, one sales assistant commented, “omg that looks scary, she looks like a cancer patient” – enter// shit dumb girls say. rather horrified by the sight of my model, i turned around and replied “a burns victim actually!”. not to offend or mock anyone. but things that are not straight out of the ‘on trend’ catalogue is quickly scrutinised and categorised as ugly. especially here in Sydney where fashion is nothing more than a carbon copy of what the next person is wearing. think about this when you next step into your local hipster store, you are actually getting ‘styling tips’ from a 15 year old, with the kind flattering gesture of being called babe. real trendy at  the most.
but other than that one comment and several strange looks from children and elderly women, this has all been taken as a compliment. disturbing the public is more satisfying than giving the customers a traditional DJ’s store experience.

 on another note here are a few shots of my Ksubi window from a couple of months back. again, a look that i am completely comfortable with and enjoy styling. i dream of styling for these kids, or better yet, design for them. so Ksubi boys - get at me!

escuchar la cinta.

(that means "listen to the tape", i learnt it in year 8 Spanish class haha)

the older i get the more i observe other people's priorities and outlook on life. conversations between circle of friends have shifted from talks of our selfish wants and needs, to dreams and accomplishments. i sit and ponder from time to time about what my friends are up to and where in the world they are. it fills me with joy when i think of how far they've come. i don't measure they're success on they're bank accounts or how high up the hierarchy they are, but knowing they are truly happy doing what they love. they did not settle for what is comfortable, they're passion and perseverance got them there. if you've become so consumed with money and materialistic things, i don't have space for you in my backpack.

i say "life is weird", my friend says "life is beautiful". it's almost certainly what you make it to be. this little seagull represents life to me right now. he may look like he's walking around aimlessly, but look at that big smirk on his face... he's loving life and doesn't give a fuck what you think!

let's unwrite these pages...

and re-write them with our own words.

i await for the day i produce one of my own.