I'm home. Home is for rest. Ooh movies. Ok, I shall go watch Sparta and screencap shots of David Wenham's otherwise superhawt bod. Yummeh. Is it that easy to read me online when I'm irritated? Hmm.
I don't know what to wear tomorrow. Getting sick and tired of the whole jeans and teeshirt routine. Can't wear my skirt because we're doing a meeting with a school tomorrow regarding the WZ newsletter. Sigh. Unless it's a long skirt. But what about the top? And have I mentioned the fact that I hate it when it rains in the day?
Yes I do.
Right. LJ is still down. Fucked up. Shall go scrounge around some random fashion journal. Bugger.
Damn it. I am so envious of the fact that the crappy weather we have here do not allow us to wear trenchcoats. GAH! Saw a bunch of outfits on The Sartorialist that made me greeeeeen with envy.
Outfit 1 - The cutest combination ever of a grey thigh-length dress (with pockets in the front, possibly jersey-ish) with stockings, calf-length boots, a floppy sunhat and a cardi-sweater. Maybe its me, I like black. I like wearing black. Even in the damned heat, I like wearing black.
Outfit 2 - It's like a peacoat suit, greyish stockings, pumps, a simple browngrey scarf and a grey long-sleeved shirt on the inside. So classy! Damn it. Wear that in Singapore and in 5 minutes you'd run to the nearest 7-11 and jump into the ice box. Sigh.
Outfit 3 - This guy looks damn adorable in that getup. He actually tied the belt of the trenchcoat back to create that fin-like effect. Coupled with the tie/scarf-lookalike and neat white loafers. But then if you put it in the context of the Singaporean man, none of them could ever possibly pull that off. Unless you consider VJ Max. Hmm.
I'm not so sure how you club in the outfits that can be found here. London sure has got some really
Western women are lucky to always be able to pull this look off. It's because of the height and the built. Not to mention, the skintone and occasionally the flawless skin complexion. Oh that we Asians can only seethe with more green-eyed envy at desiring such traits bestowed upon our homosapic kin (I know that such a word possibly doesn't exist but I don't give a shit anymore) from the other side of the world.
Le' sigh, indeed.
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