Monday 27 September 2010

Holy smackers! That is a lot of cabbage rolls!



This gal immediately caught my eye over at Copenhagen Street Style. For me, the outfit is a bit on the ho-hum side (though certainly better than what I've been coming up with lately!) but just please look at that close-up. Fresh fresh FRESH. Amazing hair, great skin, no makeup and looking perfect.



Now if my skin were only as lovely as hers, I would gladly follow with my best face forward. Sadly, my sebum production/blemish factory of a face still thinks I'm 14.

Sunday 26 September 2010

Certainly, this is no time for fooling things.











When Sister & I took a walk in between rainy periods in Pacific Spirit Provincial Park near UBC recently. It's so refreshing & gratifying to suddenly realise how lucky we are to live in such a beautiful city. I attend university amid a rain forest plunging into the Pacific Ocean...

I have an image/feeling of Vancouver/the West Coast that I suppose stems from trips here as a kid; it is so faint & fleeting that I can only hold onto it for a matter of seconds and can't even conjure at will. But it reminds me of what drew me here four years ago. Now I can't imagine not living here. (At least for the time being...)

Now, Advanced French Composition homework & banana pear muffins in Cyril's pyjama pants.

Wednesday 22 September 2010

Do you ever wonder what would happen if we just weren't here?

Typing from my new (hand-me-down yet souped-up) laptop! My big brother is a computer man and thus obsessively buys new computer things and thus gets rid of older computer things, making them available for purchase at seriously discounted prices and in seriously refurbished quality. Plus he installs fancy things that are too complicated for me.



Imma tell you what - I really have not felt this fashionably uninspired in quite some time!
School. School deserves to be blamed for everything. Soul-sucking, money-draining, procrastination-master-creating big mess.



And so consequently I have been wearing a variation on this outfit since Friday. Today is Tuesday and this is what I wore today.
Now why should I choose today of all days to post a self-proclaimed uninspired look? See qualification # 3 of the soul-sucking etc big mess. That, and I find "everyday", "errand" getups very interesting. We all have 'em; here's mine. For the past four days.



Tomorrow is the last sunny day before doomsday. What should we do to savour it?

Monday 6 September 2010

Let it sing, brother. Let it sing.

Hello Vancouver, nice to see your true colours again. I have possibly, minimally missed them. Then again, is not rain, jazz trumpet and homemade sweet, milky chai tea the love triangle of the century? Soon joining the menage-a-trois is a handmade salmon burger for lunch. Yes, Vancouver, you're alright.

If I were even thinking of stepping outside my one-bedroom apartment today, I might like to shimmy down the street in something resembling this:




But I think Etsy item descriptions are calling my name for the day. And maybe so is Louis Riel, A Comic-Book Biography. I should confess my graphic novel love soon - in a world-wide broadcast.

Friday 3 September 2010

There were quirky titles on that one as well.

Well, I... still... only have seven items in my shop, BUT NEVERTHELESS the time has come for a sale!



You pick items from your inventory to list at the beginning of July, they get listed near the end of July, THEN IT IS ALREADY FALL.



So, Fall, thank you for that! But that means sale time! And I must say, it was rather fun slashing those prices with my own two hands. Happy Etsy browsing.



Quite unrelated is this:

Going through an old LiveJournal I kept for over 4 years, I was inspired (& embarrassed!) by how much I used to write. Almost every day. And though I started it 6 years ago, I still like my style of writing back then. But I suppose that comes with writing just about every day. I also kept a pen-and-paper diary at that time. I certainly feel rusty and self-edit a whole lot on this blog, but perhaps the simple act of writing more often would ease some of that. If only a bit. Get ready for some blah blah blah!