Okay. Now there's a problem. The pair of Jessica Simpson wedges might not be mine afterall, now that the order is fucked.
Vintage day started last night when I was surfing my usual dose of those fashionistas' blogs. I decided to give life back to some of the stuffs which I haven't been wearing or I've stopped wearing totally. So I found a denim jacket which looks slightly worn out and decided to pair it off with a short green checkered shorts with a metal studded belt, knowing that I won't have to go through some walk-through metal detectors (the alarm went off when I was trying to get through one at the Petronas Towers). And I matched the whole outfit with a high cut red converse with my very vintage Gucci sling.
Antiquated Gucci and the things I won't leave house w/o.
No pictures because I woke up so bloody late this morning for work. But hecks, I decided to go al natural and applied only foundation, blusher, eyeliner and some white eye shadow around the eyes. And Desmonia asked whether I am not wearing any makeup. Ugh.
Des: "It's not bad, but I can't think of a word to describe how you look."
Me: "You mean, I look different?"
Des: "Did you just come up with this new look in collaboration with the quit smoking campaign?"
Me: "Decent?"
Des: "Nah. Hey you look like you're going to the forest, hunter."
I was speechless.
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2:58am
A lousy attempt to draw a hippo.
2 comments:
I think the word is to describe ur new look is "clean". Not as i'm saying ur previous was messy or wad. Its just "refreshing" btw LP said u look slim-er wif that look. :p
OMG. you invaded ma privacy zone and left dirty traces of your malicious foot prints! how am i supposed to trust the words of a testicles??! I am a pigeon now! please throw bread at me.
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