SO lately i got back on the social part of the internet again. BUT I am still kinda dead on Facebook. Died on Instagram a long time ago. Quit Snapchat too. I don't know about these social media channels but they just don't quite work for me except for tumblr, pinterest, twitter and YouTube ( I LOVE YOUTUBE!). I even got myself a channel and a new hobby: vlogging! Yes, i picked up vlogging and film editing (still a noob) after watching Casey Neistat videos. Seriously, that dude is so amazing and such an inspiration to me. He made me do things that i didn't know i am capable of doing like starting a vlog and editing videos and looking at life at a positive 360 angle. Although i am still working on finding that right positive angle. I am pretty happy about my first vlog entry on my trip to Bali back in June this year. Do give it a watch if you're reading this, i hope you enjoy the video. I'll be over the moon if you subscribe to my channel (not that i'm popular in my country nor even the street i'm living at - i feel like i'm talking to myself here because i don't think anyone reads my blog but then again, i'm just gonna enjoy this imagination.) Well, i hope that i will be able to make more videos so my family and friends can watch them and know that i am doing fine and keeping healthy.
I don't usually do throwback Thursday post. One photo triggered this new interest incidentally. Look above. Yes. That. I guess I have found my Thursday routine now and I will make it a habit to post my beautiful flashback(s) on this space. I'm sorry Instagram;I don't like the idea of "hashtag #TBT or #throwbackthursday" simply because I don't have any kickass cool photos in my phone to upload on the platform whereas on my blog, i have plenty of photos to scan through from my hard drive.
Anyway, this photo was taken last year when I was in London with my friends for a random shoot. It was fun and it was the beginning of summer albeit it got chilly when the sun went down. We all danced, laughed, walked, took potty breaks in between and smiled so much for the camera. Everything was good. And, I miss London.
I can't remember my initial subject of this post because I was distracted by an insect. And I am not too sure about that insect type. It looked like a fly but if you look at it longer, it might resemble a flying ant or a nymph. I just had that googled by the way and came to know a baby cockroach is called a nymph. Anyway, that bug is dead and I am the sole reason for its death. That makes me a bug killer and I don't feel anything about it. Maybe slightly annoyed? I squashed it so hard and dragged it wickedly on my nice clean white IKEA table that left a matte maroon stain behind. With no tissue around me and my butt refused to move from my seat, I searched through the trash for a tissue but found my used mask sheet from last night's facial instead. The used mask sheet is dry which I thought was perfect to wipe off the stain but it made it worse. It gave me an abstract stroke as seen on paintings so now i have a small piece of art on my table -And, that makes an abstract au naturale table. Perfecto!
Moving on, I just remembered what i wanted to post. It's an old photo taken in Barcelona during my Euro trip last year. Looking at it reminds me how happy i was back then. If only my pills are like time capsules that can bring me back to those good old days. But, reality isn't the friendliest in life.
Au Revoir!
Moving on, I just remembered what i wanted to post. It's an old photo taken in Barcelona during my Euro trip last year. Looking at it reminds me how happy i was back then. If only my pills are like time capsules that can bring me back to those good old days. But, reality isn't the friendliest in life.
Au Revoir!
I shall blog about my Korean adventures soon. Meanwhile, spare some time to marvel at this gorgeous landscape photo that I snapped when I was on the express train from Incheon International Airport headed to Seoul City. Breathtaking indeed.
Last July was literally my last summer spent in London. There are so many wonderful things that I love to pen down but my heart feels heavy for the memories. I am not ready. Emotionally of course. I shall visit the little quaint streets of London one day.
It has been exactly four days since I'm back from London and I am still having massive jet-lag. I think this is by far the worst jet lag ever. Waking up in the wee hours and falling into deep dreams by noon. Head spins every now and then accompanied by flu and chesty cough. Hoorahhh!! WORST Jet Lag for the record! Anyway, here's a snippet of my trip and I will be blogging about it soon. Meanwhile, take care and drink plenty of water, ya'll don't wanna be sick for Christmas. Happy Holidays lovelies! xx
It is very cold in London. The thought of it sends auto shivers down my spine and the violent wind absolutely does no justice to the cold and my weak knees. It was MAD or british would say MENTAL. Anyway, forget about the cold and let's talk about London! Briefly of course. I miss London and the people and the tube and my solitude time roaming in the streets and getting lost on purpose (that's the real fun!). London hasn't changed ever since I left about three months ago, it's still the ever busy dreary London and there's nothing much to hate about London actually besides the cold and the gloomy weather. People are constantly and rapidly walking in and out of somewhere - be it the shops, tube, restaurants, parks, roads, public loo, alleys... every corner of every street. Dressing up in winter is the fun part! It's the only time where I get to go crazy with layering and bundle up like a nice colourful diet doughnut. Here's one of my coordinates I pulled for the day. A very appropriate hobo look for winter I'd say.
I'm wearing : Trench & Headband - H&M, Top - Uniqlo, Harem Pants & Scarf - Vintage, Shoes - ZigZag

Photo by Catherhea Teoh
Editing by me.
Just got back from a short trip to Melaka with my all time favourite rockstar glitter head-banger, Catherhea. It was a relaxing trip but it could do some fun with some REAL bundle shopping :/
If there's one place in England that I would gladly lay my heart onto, that place would be Brighton. Brighton is a small town, down south of England and its main attraction would be the rocky beach. I love how colourful Brighton is, from the dodgy streets to the little stalls by the beach and the people. Everything about Brighton is so warm and lovely and also not to mention, a dreamers rehab. Being a mediocre food lover, I got to say the best food in Brighton would be the flake ice cream or ice cream with flakes. Correct me if you want, I put 'ice cream' into the food category on purpose where it suppose to be labelled dessert. Dessert is food, just that the term 'food' is king for all types of foods. Anyway, I will be leaving UK soon, in two weeks time. My heart feels heavy same goes to my body mass. Till then x
Ciao! Buonasera lovely readers! Just got back from Florence a week ago. So here's a little update on my trip: stayed in Il Magnifico B&B hotel during my visit to Florence, Italy. I just loved my quaint room! The room is so cozy with old-fashioned furniture, washed out parkay flooring and huge old window shutters. Everything in the room and the place where I stayed just exudes viva italia except for the LCD telly. I really enjoyed my trip to Italy and wish I could stay there longer. Perhaps I shall visit during summer? Anyway, I will definitely blog about my Italia adventure soon. Take care and Happy CNY! XxoO
I'm wearing: Cape - Brave Soul; Dress - Zara; Shoes - Rockport; Shades - Ray Bans; Bags - Blurry
Shot some random pedestrians and my friends on the streets of Oxford in London. First impression about the big city was just busy. Busy. Nothing but just mad busy. People on the streets doesn't seem to stop but just constantly moving. Like the hardworking tiny ants, just that they are the giants version which are clad in fancy clothes. Interesting, I must say - the busy fast pace of the city. There is something beguiling about people walking at different 'fast' paces in London for which I stood by a corner and just watched them while my other friends dispersed. People watching in London is definitely far more interesting than in KL city as in the wide diversified style ranging from couture, vintage, punk, high street to classic. You get to see a blue hair lady clad in formal wear with creepers whereas an old man all geared up in biker jacket with studded leather pants. That's what I called true stylistas! Speaking of style and age, people here absolutely don't give a