…In which I try to look like futuristic Cleopatra

March 8, 2011

Not quite sure what look I was after – Goth Ninja or Space Cleopatra, or both.

Three years ago I would probably never think of wearing such an outfit, but today, I’m a sucker for futurism. If it looks like clothes that are made for an alien race, I’m game.

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How to Dress Like A Futuristic Space Goth

March 6, 2011

I’m not an articulate person, to be honest, that’s why most of my posts are image-heavy and light in text. Whatever paragraphs that actually manifested in my posts, they took a good many hours to develop. Upon seeing the Gareth Pugh collection though, my inability to write got worse, because the beautiful coats and colours rendered me speechless. The only way to describe what I felt was a spine-tingling sensation down to the hair on my toes and very very briefly, tears forming at the corners of my eyes.

You see, Mr. Pugh has finally gone back to what I love most about him. The collection is chokeful of obnoxious, structural leathers that get in the way whenever you try to eat in them, and the new touch of cobalt blue, goodness gracious me, is simply electrifying. In this collection he found the balance between real-life and science fiction.

I can only hope that stores worldwide would stock up on these the coats below.

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And with that I shall leave you with the only catwalk video that I can find, courtesy of Antonioli.

Gareth Pugh Paris Women Fashion Week Fall/Winter 2011-12 from ANTONIOLI on Vimeo.

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…In which I compared Dsquared boots to Bugatti Veyron

March 4, 2011

Thanks to Jamie of Wardrobestories I mananged to hunt down these boots.

I love shoes, I really really do, and my obsession is akin to Pooh Bear’s with honey. But sometimes I wonder why this obsession continues, because buying a pair of outrageous shoes is rather like buying a Bugatti Veyron, incredible creation but utterly impractical for daily life. The fact that I lead a boring undergraduate lifestyle, not to mention not being able to drive, nor have champagne brunches every weekend, and visit the clubs once in a very blue moon (not my cup of tea, you see), limit the number of crazy shoes-legit occasions. Don’t get me wrong, I make every effort to bring down cost-per-use of each pair, but try as I might, some of my shoes sit in the cupboard like a hidden museum archive.

Perhaps one day my sensibility will grow, and I would be wearing Rick Owens’s comfortable wedges constantly. When that day comes, I’m guessing I will be offloading half of my collection. Who knows? If you’re a size 38, keep a lookout.

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Rust

February 9, 2011

Some close-up details, made possible with the help of the beau.

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Feuer Frei!

February 8, 2011

No, I did not wear the shoes out, although I wish I could. Ended up wearing a pair of boring boots instead.

I came back from the UK a few days ago, flew straight to Perth to catch my favourite bands Deftones, Rammstein and Tool, and flew home a few hours ago. Best showmanship went to Rammstein with all their pyrotechnics. I had to wait for 5 hours just to be at the front row but it was worth feeling the fire burning right in front of me, although I hated the extra uncivilised rowdy crowd who was rudely interrupting and booing off Iggy Pop. Tool was epic although not perfect, the latter title going to Deftones for their adrenaline-inducing stage presence and energy and especially not having your torso squished by the crowd who thought that the persons in front had no mass whatsoever.

2011 is off to a good start.

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Bird Lady

February 5, 2011

My hauls from Topshop’s sales rack

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