Strange Dreams

I guess I might be a little "over" lately.
Been getting strange dreams.


Dream1
I dreamt that I had to use a pair of scissors to chop off entirely, Just one side of my hair.
It was in a tangled mess and specifically I chopped off only the right side of my hair with those cheap stationary scissors.
Avant Garde trending soon Maybe?
If this is how trends might work, we should try 4D numbers soon k.


Dream2
I dreamt that all my colour pop lipsticks melted from the heat of the sun.
OMG!
Does this mean I'm too obsessed with my Colorpop much?

On a side note, reality speaking, the pink fuchsia ones (not withstanding to colour pop only) ALWAYS get into accidents more. #truestory
I'll open up and they'll flop

I guess my nightmare sparked from my recent "almost" lipstick accident.

Dream3
I stared at my toes and they were not my current toe colour.
In fact it was a hideous shade of blue that I absolutely hated, and it was all melting off; as if I have just dipped my foot or emerged from a pool of acetone.

I've been in love with my chrome powder nails, and everyone knows it.
But I highly doubt i'll be obsessed to a point where I'll be dreaming about them, especially my toes?
Unless it's my brains complaining that the toes haven't had as much attention as my fingers, considering that they're equally gorgeous.
OMG so much bimbo talk filling up in this space..


I have always been vain, therefore I highly doubt my recent dreams has anything to do with aesthetics or self confidence or whatever.

Most weirdly, I don't ever dream, or remember dreams.
This is what puzzles me more... why do I have weird dreams? Is it a sign? If so..what is it?
Hahahahha
Maybe I'll open a nail parlour, hair salon or makeup shop?
Then again, over working and giving yourself treats might have caused this.
Hmmmmm

#sleepdeprived

On blogging; a million years later

I have not been writing much here lately.

In my head, there is an entire list of stuff that I would like to write about..
off hand, I had a list to check off one by one...
Taiwan trip in March
Phuket trip in May
Taiwan trip in July
All that skincare/makeup/facemask that I stock up like mad all the time..
Activities with friends, new places discovered.
Pictures all stored up in my laptop and mobile phone... they are potentially stories untold.

I used to fancy writing about my life quite a bit, and yet the inertia sets in..
and I hope this is not a growing up phase that I'm progressing into... if it is, I'll really get a little sadder.

Perhaps it is precisely because I'm (trying to be) a little more grown up now, I'll chide myself into using the extra time to clear off one more box off my to-do checklist.. instead of writing, like the frivolous Daphne would used to do with her time.

Right. Lets set this straight, it's not like I'm super efficient with utilising my time now or something.
I'd say that its a lot closer to the feeling of guilt.

Guilty that I spent too much time writing about myself, my life, my whims, my fancies, like a self-centred girl (*ahem* Mind you, I still am very self-centred), instead of doing something more productive that would help with the business, or spend with the dog, or cleaning out my room...and many more..

I placed myself on a writing ban - just because productivity, Daphne.
Productivity.

Just the other night, I spent 3 hours writing an email on behalf of Trixie, just to enter the dog into a charity photo shoot contest for adopted/fostered dogs that a friend tagged me to.
When I was done with the email, I was horrified to discover how much time was spent, just writing THAT email on behalf of my pet dog.
Yet deep down, I felt a kind of Happy that I have forgotten.
The forgotten feeling on how it has felt, after a long while, and probably something that I would allow myself to do so...once in awhile.

It's roughly categorised into the kind of happy that I could immerse myself into doing, that has no intrinsic value of sorts to my life in general.

Considering the fact that, I am not paid to write nor blog about anything.
Along with my questionable grammar and language faux pas that the BF critiques on...
Nah.

I did it because I enjoyed it.
I did it because I wanted to.

The same goes to those art projects that I used to enjoy...
creating random bag, skirts, tops, accessories and all.

spending 3 hours hand hemming my dress because I found it therapeutic, instead of taking it out on the sewing machine...

Changing my nail colour and design every other week...

Fixed up a hair vine for my cousin in law's wedding photoshoot because I wanted one after watching an inspiring hair tutorial and ended up with sore fingers...
This was the mock up of my sparse hair vine just to see how it turned out.
I shall fix up the finished product and photograph it another day!

Those fleeting moments of exhilarations that truly made me happy, are activities that I (sort of ) imposed a restriction on,  just because I believed that I should use it on something else that has more worth to it.

As much as I sounded like I've become an activity Hitler on my daily life, I've also taken on simpler and less time consuming projects such as sketching, colouring, improved my photoshop skill level.
Sure, my PS skills have definitely upped many levels since I started blogging in 2007 where I relied heavily on fancy brushes to create cool picture effects to be used as my Display Picture and stuff.

I can somewhat make people a little skinner, change their posture, fix their make up (kind of), clean up the skin.. I can even "remove" braces off someone's teeth..but no one's gonna know, because I've stopped posting pictures here now, and really those are for work more than for personal consumption.

I'm still fabulous you know? Who needs photoshop?
*flicks hair*

Lol.
Turns out, I do still rely on using photoshop for all my cool couple pictures with the Bae!
We shot these separately and he picks his favourite shots, while I pick mine, and viola...
Happy lee is happy!

oh and there's all that sketches, in case anyone actually thinks that I've turn into a stale and boring Daphne..
I'm Still very much alive on instagram!
It's taken over into my "short" blog of sorts pictorially.

Here we go! Snippets of my random fashion and sketching projects for the heck of it!

Ending it off here with a picture of Trixie and I doing the #ootd.
It's also my subtle way of saying: Yo Bitches, I'm back!
Lol

Unicorn and rainbows

Oh Hello there.
It's been awhile since I've posted anything.
Posting this awesome paw some unicorn picture that I've stumbled upon earlier...

and my infinite obsession with rainbows, sprinkles, unicorns and more...

I also need this in my life!


A unicorn mobile charger.
My bag of random treasure is screaming to say hello to it as soon as I can lay my hands on it!
Note to self to find time to swing by shop to grab it soon!

#MyOhSoImportantThingsInLife

Here's to 2016

In a blast, it really IS 2016!
Happy new year everyone!
I ended my year with Claudia over a yummy lip smacking dinner at Miam miam..and the Boyfee brought me over to Marina area to watch the New year Fireworks!
My love for fireworks... it's a good start!
I am happy, in more than just words can describe.

I spent a lot of time eating, socialising, sleeping and just reorganising my thoughts for 2015, and the intended changes and life directions to be in 2016.

For starters, I CANT WAIT FOR THE FRIGGIN POOL TO BE RE-OPENED.
Plenty of delays and I am sure upset with the contractors.
From the promised September, to late October, to Christmas and now they are saying January.
Lao niang is not pleased!
Off with their heads!

I miss swimming. ALOT.
Its practically like the only exercise that I would do, without much thoughts.
Hmmm I might be a mermaid~
As it is, my swim suits barely recognise me anymore. :(

They opened up the house Gym as a replacement fat reducing venue.. well, it totally isn't my cup of tea.
I'm learning to appreciate it, but I do not like machines, metals, loud clanking noises in general.

Half the time, I am sprawled on the floor doing floor exercises (which I enjoy more.. than prancing around on the treadmill), besides, mirrors are distracting!
Hair needs to bounce correctly when I'm treading the treadmill. Otherwise, displeased.
ARgh.
I think I used the gym 5 times in 2015.
Maybe I'd do better and utilise the gym 6 times in 2016.
Hurhurhur.

In the span of my lazy sloth-like festive week, I have already reorganized my accessories cupboard, they currently look like an accessory shop that can rival Lovisa or Accessorize.
Threw out old paper stuff that I no longer needed, and went through the cheap thrill of flipping through old magazines that I exist in (I know... i'm such a has been... not! Lol), and wondered why I always look so awkward in photos.

Did A LOT of face masking, because I bought 3 boxes of face mask before Christmas, and received a dozen of mask as gifts..and so happy to say that I will look glowing awesome in 2016!
It also means that everyone sort of know what a vain, vain, vain pot I am.
Oops.

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In my focus on self, these are some project that I intend/ have already started working on for the coming year.

There will probably be ONE dive trip.

More attention to my nails (It's a hobby that I wish to reconnect with, after a year of negligience. super uncreative paint job)

Drastic Change to the hair.
I'm almost done being Rapunzel, prolly after another self - dye job just for the kicks of playing hair technician. :D

Le Boyfee plans to bring me to Taiwan.. still waiting for the plane deals to surface! :D

Dance a little more! (than I did in 2015)

Take the sewing machine out to create stuff!
It's been neglected for a really long while.
I usually make do with hand sewn alterations / project, just because Lazy.

Be a little fitter physically (If only the pool would cooperate!)

Clear out my wardrobe, and not be a softie with my clothes.
I love love love all my clothes, new, old, and antique!

Eat less!

Spend more time with mommy, family and Trixie.

In a contradicting statement, to be less perfectionist in some ways, and harsher on myself in other ways.
Lol.

Spend more time reflecting on self actions, give gratitude for the blessings that I have received, and be a better person.
This is an ever green goal for life.

There!
It's quite a hefty list of things to focus on, yah?

Cheers!

Marina Barrage

Le boyfie and I went exploring at the Marina Barrage sometime back, and it was a tad sad that we didn't bring a kite along with us + the kite shop was closed that day.

We resorted to strolling around, I sort of threw a mini tantrum/grumble about the stuffy and hot weather after awhile.

According to DL he claims that there are mainly 3 problems that would cause grumpyness in le Daphne

1. lack of sleep / having to wake up too early in the morning
2. lack of food/water
3. too much sun (which essentially would be the morning sun) - anyone who's slept in my room would definitely understand why I hate the morning sun so much.
My mood improves considerably as the sun settles off for the day + not having to slather on sunblock along with fretting for the freckles aids the mood.

hurhurhur.

My mood improved when we got up to the green roof, instead of the stuffy hot basement area that was insanely un-touristy.

I am currently fixated on my recent 不求人 (beg no one) photo project, where I make le boyfie pose in a series of shots, after which, we would swop roles and I'll position myself somewhere nearby where he was standing previously, then do my thing!

It's kind of fun, but le boyfie's got this grumbly thing about my insistence that the camera angles CANNOT be changed! It's not so awesome for him, because the camera angle is probably suited better for my height, instead of his! (Well the perks of being the shorter one here)

This, essentially could be solved by bringing a tripod +  camera + remote out.
Seriously, the weight hassle of lugging everything along will kill/annoy me, though I'm not sure which (the weight or the hassle) will spark off first! :D

In any case, here's the latest series of our beg-no-one pictures.
It's definitely better than the garden bench one that I posted sometime back, and
you can say that you've seen them here first, since I have yet to load them up onto instagram or Facebook.
*smirks*

The last and the first.

This was the last pair of dance heels that I customised before I left dancing for good.

<<  >>

It is now the "sole" survivor, that remains amongst the dance shoes, with the rest crumpled into dust.

In fact this one's semi dying as well, but it's holding decently (for now), while I shop for new ones.

Hello to the beginning.

The start of muscle aches and adrenaline rushes from too much dancing.

Before dance practise even starts,

I can hear my bones cracking already.

Hahahahahha.

Whatever happened to kizomba, and Kpop I guess I will shelve them to a proper time.

;)

Wish me luck!

Narcissism decline..

Ohaiyo!

It's been a while since I last found the mood to look at photoshop in a fun way. 

It always and mostly will be work work work work work related.

I took this picture a couple of months ago (when the hair was still mermaid length, and the shades was new), The new speckled aviator shades, I seriously love how the colours popped and spoke to me. (Ahhhh.. come on, I can never resist the combination of purple/ red or purple/fushia. )  

I made the attempt to capture the crazy colors

Months later, I finally found the mood to fix the picture and made it the way I wanted, even if its just a 5 minutes work.

Greyscale + shades in its original colour.

I had to cheat a little and whiten my teeth, just because the grey makes them look yellower than necessary. (hohoho)

Here's my forever amateur end product, and a narcissistic picture of le Daphne in a jiffy!

Truth be told, i have about 230089682 picture of myself, waiting to be edited into whatever I have in mind. 

Sometimes they turn out well, and sometimes they don't. 

Rwar!

Most of the time, I'm just too lazy to post a picture of myself.

Don't get me wrong.

My narcism level hasn't declined much in person. 

I still dress up like i'm in denial. 

It's just the online postings on myself that has dropped. 

I've reached a point where I do not need to post up fancy schmoozy pictures of myself to justify how much I love myself for personal record.

It's like how Claud pointed out that I haven't changed my profile picture on Facebook circa 30 Dec 2013. That's close to a year! 

How unlike myself.

I love change, I love doing things different, I love challenging routines, and new projects.

I still do. Just getting a little lazy.

And taking things off public record a little.

Ageing anyone?

:D

Blast from the past

Cleaned up the photo album cabinet and I discovered old pictures of everyone!

I emailed daddy some of his old black and white pictures during his teenage years just for the fun of it. 

His first question to me was 

Where did you find these from?! 

And the second email to me was... Who do I resemble? 

Handsome right? 

I replied him with a gaggy face, and told him he's picked up from the dustbin, since he doesn't resemble my grandparents. 

Haha. 

This dustbin trick never grows old on me. 

Oh, I picked out random pictures from the past, and these would be at my second birthday party! Always pleased in the presence of cakes.. 

My mom obviously chose my wardrobe during my toddler days, but I'm still in love with the cropped top flutter sleeve with high waist pants and a contrast sash set outfit.

Oh and no one touch my fluffy kitty please!

I spent the later half of my childhood dragging kitty on leash around the house, like a dog, and kitty turned grey at the bottom from too much abuse. 

The mommy threw kitty into the machine for a wash, and I no longer became friends with kitty, just because kitty no longer feels the same ;(

Tangled, rough and ugly - I couldn't even find her eyes amidst the fur tangling. 

Sorry kitty! 

Next would be Le Daphne at some chalet. Back then, my parents were always full of activities. 

Company events and outings with friends, weekly Karaoke and majong sessions at my place. 

Wow wee. 

Back to the picture, Those bear bear shades totally nailed the look. Mom matched my shades and shorts together?

Hahahha 

As for the pose? I apparently started young with fatty belly and all!

Next, 

This was taken at home with the sister and our beloved piano. 

Sometimes random stranger would ask if we are twins. 

We understand that our mother fancies dressing us alike, but one really short twin and one really tall twin?! 

Well.... When Da and I talk about it in recent years, she'll reason out that those strangers must have been really naive with low comparative skills. 

One really short twin? 

Doesn't make sense at all. 

Tsk.

Accessories accessories accessories.

The outfit of the day #ootd would be furry headband + sunnies + layered frilled dress. 

Le sister and I are obviously delighted with our matching dress and accessories!

This picture in the backdrop still exist at home to date. Omg!

Vintage frames.

The mom tells me that she very much misses the house when it has less furnitures.

We have so much stuff lying around everywhere, that she gave up prettifying the house a long time ago!

At one of our monthly outings to the beach, If my memory wasn't failing, we were heading out for an island tour/ ferry trip to Sister's island.

This is my mom still working her stylist aptitude on her kids. 

I pointed to her that she obviously dissected the set of outfit and exchanged them, and she laughed. 

Good job mommy!

This is my mommy and I "bickering". 

We start our love-hate bicker really young. 

Judging by both the parent's expression… 

I figured it must have been something that I suggested or said that triggered their reactions.

Dad's like huh? What's going on you both?

While the mommy would give me her usual "you sure you're allowed to do it…" sort of standard answers..

While my sister usually just ignores and stares far away doing her own stuff~ 

This picture depicts family life as it is.

Oh and the brother isn't in existence yet. But in reality, he adopted Da's far away stance whenever Mommy, Da and I start on one of our epic girlie topics over dinner. 

Totally predictive. Who's to know that our personalities would have been captured at such tender age?

Lastly, a random picture of us at home, celebrating daddy's birthday. 

Their friends and colleagues all hidden behind the photographer. 

My folks used to throw parties at home every week, so perhaps that's why my mom dressed us up so much when we were kiddos. 

My dad, mom and uncle. 

So young! And so skinny!

My brother looked at the old pictures, and jokes that the picture is daddy and uncle at normal size, and what we see of them now in person, is similar to how wide screen TV works. 

Stretched. 

Blast from the past, evokes so much Nostalgic feeling, and seriously, home is truly where the heart is.

The dust from going through the photo albums is epic. 

They get into the eyes and nose, and made me itchy all over. 

It's good that I had mimi training, prior to picture spring cleaning. 

Mimi's been adopted by a Dutch family, and is currently on trial at their place. 

I hope everything works out for Mimi there! 

Posh place 

Bigger place for her to run and explore. 

Better food 

Access to the balcony ( mimi has a keen interest to birds.) 

I found out about it when I let her out for a stroll, and (her reaction) when she saw snowy the speckled pigeon who lives by my room's air condition unit.

She practically dashed to my window in a flash, just to bird watch/ bird hunt.

I'm super glad that mimi's in good hands, and I am thankful for everything that has fallen into place so far. 

Thank you universe and the big guy up there for taking care of Mimi. 

Appreciation

The prettiest flowers in the gardens will merely be flowers if there is no one to appreciate their beauty. 

It's the same with the people around you. 

Once they stop appreciating you for who you are, then you'll merely just be another human on this planet. 

~Daphne 2014 

Fushia pink, purple hues and baby's breath. What's there not to love? 

It's pretty and truly my favourite color combination ever. 

I appreciate the details.

Yet. 

My heart didn't skip a beat.

It forgot how to flutter, or perhaps its lost its wings.

I have a dream. 

I want to know what it feels like, to fly again, and fly forever.

Someday whatever will be, will be. Que sera sera

:)

Catching up with myself

After a really hectic week of work and activities, the thing I really appreciate most, is to find time for myself and do whatever that pleases me..

For all that I put myself through, I owe myself a bit of pleasure in return right?

For tonight, it goes pretty much like this.. 

Lowest form of multi tasking, is to boil the water for my floral tea. It's pretty to look at, easy to drink,  and it cleans out my system. 

Next in line would be honey oats for brunch tomorrow. 

Customized oats are like my newest fad food. Added fresh milk to make it creamier to soak overnight. Totally intending to throw in slices of banana when I'm ready to consume my oats! 

And for instant consumption, would be trixie's freeze dried beef for her supper before bedtime. It seriously smells very good for dog food and she licks her lips a lot more when I'm serving her freeze dried meat, than when it's kibble time. 

#dogfoodconnoisseur

This is about as housewife material I'm made out to be. Lololol 

Unless the instant noodle cooking skills are to be added into the kitchen resume. 

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And then there's getting rid of dead skin that really fascinates and thrills me. 

My newest toy would be Skin inc's pure revival peel. 

Tried a few peels to date and the amount of dead skin that comes off like "eraser leftovers" for the Skinc ones are very impressive. 

I'm not sure if it meant taking more skin layers off though...

The price is rather hefty for peels. Comparatively, "The cure" cost half the price! 

Anyway, the skinc ones works pretty well, so if price tag isn't the issue, then just buy.

The one I have, is their trial set. 

Dead skin removed, it's now time for my Naruko rose hydrating mask for the face. 

I'm a sucker for any hydrating products for the skin (I've recently realized this actually) 

Like what French thermal spring water... 

Or Japanese Onsen water in my facial products.

Blah! 

I've also taken to drinking mineral water at least once a week. 

Water is essential! I don't know how else I can emphasize water = good skin!

It is to me, externally or internally. Both!!

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Anyway, as I digress. I'm under the impression that my system is extremely dehydrated. 

My entire mouth and tongue feels like it's been freeze dried. 

Everywhere (in the mouth) feels sore and dried out, and just yesterday, it's evolved into ulcers ünder the tongue and just this morning, a crack appeared at the corner of my lips while I was brushing my teeth. 

It makes laughing out loud and eating a pain (literally!)

The corner if my mouth looks like I've just been sucker punched by someone.

I don't know how the boys deal with it after a fight, but I like the corners of my mouth intact. :(

Poor thing huh. 

Ok and lying with the bed typing this out on the phone... After slathering my skinc capsules and hydrating sleeping mask. 

I bade thee farewell... 

Zzzzz

Post thoughts:

Taking good care of yourself ( exercise, eat right, skin care.. Etc) is a discipline Of mind over self. 

It's not just for vanity's sake, but rather it's the non verbal cue that tells people subconsciously "hey! I'm in control of my thoughts, self and body."

It speaks of prolonged mental determination to overcome the lures of being easy with yourself, and letting go. 

Taking the easy way out, is never an attitude to adopt. 

Work hard, play hard, treat yourself well in the right way, after all there's only one of you in this world and you can never reverse time.

Peace out

When the heart and mind is at quiet and at peace, everything seems so clear.

Remember, quieten the mind, and listen to your heart.

Anything is possible. Everything is achievable.

So the chinese says 心静自然凉; when the heart is still, you'll naturally feel cool, despite the sweltering heat.

Supper's good today!

Had my favourite teo chew porridge, went over to raid Shell for ice-cream, and now its time to sleep with the sudden rain and gust of wind and listening to the wind chimes dancing along, makes me happy.

Ooh lalal~ 

Life's good.

 xo

*hums "Titanium" and gulps down the amaranth globe tea*

The Alchemist.

Sometimes, all you'll need is just a good book and some good eats to refresh your soul. 

Had spare time between meetings, and I filled the void with a book and the Shiok maki.

There's also something very energizing about slapping on a favourite facial mask and blanking out in the bed, while inhaling the fragrance and enjoying the coolness of the mask. 

Waking up to refreshed skin is akin to waking up with renewed energy to achieve "maktub" for me. Afterall, if 15 mins is good enough to create wonders to the skin, it sure does alot of good for me in more than one way.

"Every search begins with beginner's luck. And every search ends with the victor: being severly tested.

Just like how it is said that the darkest hour of the night, came just before dawn."

My heart is capable of speaking to me, and i'm still learning to listen to my heart.

I take comfort that so long as I stay true to my course and never falter, I'll eventually find my own destiny.

Of course, "Anyone who interferes with the destiny of another thing, will never discover his own". Too bad.

Being vain, I want good skin. 

Thank you universe, and the rest of my wish list, my heart will convey the rest of request for me because I'm not gonna let the entire world know what I want la! 

"When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." ~ The alchemist 

I guess that's what they call, self fulfilling prophecies.

Self appreciating night

One of those nights where i grew 2 pimples on each side of the cheeks. 

What to do? 

Used eyeliner and colored 2 moles out instead and went out for dinner.

Hahaha. 

The brother said I looked stupid doing that. 

Idiot!

But it was quite amusing for me when I paired the stupid moles with my newest acquisition... The hat! 

Obviously one was taken with the mole, and the other was taken after I went to watch how to train a dragon 2 before the outbreak.

I love Toothless!

I know I should start acting my age, but seriously, it's now or never! With regards to all the kiddish things that I find fascinating on this earth. 

Obviously I'm not going to pull off hats like these when I'm 80 years old or something, so everyone's just gotta bear with me, as I challenge the notion of growing up, and ageing.

zzZz..

Ok I'm done with my self appreciating post.

Xo

One of those rare rare days that I'll wear a shirt.

That aside, nope. Dont like shirts much.

I reckon that there would be more narcissistic pictures to stay, since I'm intent on using my Camera to its maximum.

Keeping this picture here, incase I'll ever need a resume-ish looking picture.. might come in handy!

I secretly think that the red lipstick makes the picture a little more magical.

You think?

Glorious Saturday..

Saturday..

It's been a long time since I last clocked minimally 12 hours of sleep...

I must say that it feels good to just sleep.

and sleep 

and sleep!

Waking up at 6 in the evening feeling really contented, and a little guilty for wasting my saturday away; I decided on a short swim before dinner, because I was feeling pudgey from my melaka trip, and also the foot reflexology uncle said I needed to exercise a little more for the sake of my liver. 

Ok here we go.. Pudgey selfie before swim.

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Kinda happy to have completed summer collection's photoshoot for iisa in just one night.

I pushed myself really hard to finish it all, and despite feeling faint after the shoot, and feeling crappily tired the next day..

it's all worth it knowing that i've cleared something major off my to-do list! 

Not forgetting the handful of hairstyles that I did up in just a night. This is just one of the crazier ones that I like!

Looking at this, I missed working on Bowtique, but since iisa is a waaaaaay bigger project that Bowtique, I really can't complain.

Ok done airing hairstyle, need to carry on photoshopping the outfits and send them out asap.

xoxo!

post edit:
Sometimes I wonder why I have to itchy backside and show my mom what makes me happy, only for her to tear apart my happiness in 2 seconds flat.

She kept nitpicking on the cropped top that I've chosen to pair up for the chiffon cover and cotton skirt.
Kept explaining to her that i'm not selling the top, and she kept insisting that the Chinese wont buy the cropped top. *Roar***

We fought over the cropped top designs that I had last year when Daddy invited her to join us at the Shenzhen Fair. Just because she heard some auntie at the fair mutter that cropped tops are too revealing and she told me that I have to design stuff that the people there will wear, and not just what I think is ok.

Seriously. I'm in the fashion industry.
A world where Models strut clothes naked without undergarment. Reveal cleavage, nipples and legs without batting an eyelid.
Here I am hearing my mom lecturing me about cropped tops.
She used to wear them. I wear them. My sister wears them, people run around in freaking sports bra.
*rolls eyes*

i'm Not working in a nun factory.
If I style my coordinates like what normal people would wear daily, then I'm not quite sure why magazines and fashion stylist would go over the top with their exotic works and portfolios, when it could just look like a John Little catalog at the end of the day.
Just because the auntie with a huge belly wouldn't wear it, does not mean that the entire world wouldn't.

I really really hate how the smallest comment given by an insignificant fly, would shake and move her world, and therefore she thinks her daughter commits a heinous crime because of what she hears.
Perhaps its from my mom that I learnt to shut out what the world thinks about me.

I'm almost certain that woman didnt give birth to me whenever we broach up subjects relating to how I'll like to live my life or my visions.
#confirm fight or cry.
Just because something looks frivolous, does not mean that effort and hard work wasn't invested in it.
In reality, it does take skill to look frivoulous okay.
:(


For example, I actually took 34687294- shots each outfit..
only to shortlist and create this.

In that case, I guess i'm my daddy's daughter then.
*but to be fair, even if she doesn't agree with me and how I envision my life path to be, she still lets me go through whatever I want, and puts me through design school and all despite hoping that I'll choose something more useful academically.
That's what love is all about. I'll try to like what you like, even if I don't necessarily agree with it.

~forevermisunderstood

Engrish engrish and growing into a tree

Alright! 

Did I mention that I was done with the pictures?

I was wrong.

I'm now stuck at part 2 editing again.

ZzzzZZz.

Everytime I thought I could take a break and watch my love from the star in my spare time...

Well it turns out to be a scam.

IF time is money.

I really feel stuck.

My time is important. Yet if I traded time, and paid clowns to do up stuff for me, I'll get shit.

I saw the template that my pictures goes to...and I nearly died.

the template has atrocious english.

At this rate im going, I'll never be able to delegate any visual work out to any "professional" in China.

From the way they fix my face and my limbs, to the layout. 

T.T 

Enough already!

So many Engrish.com moment that I don't even know how to start grumbling!

I took this blurry image off my phone app, and there's no way I can get a clearer version of this due to one reason or another.. 

                                                                  

It's kinda blur...

Let me blow up the mistakes here...

dum dee dum..

qualificalion will eb your fist choose.

Huh?

When clearly it should be Quality will be your first choice if god even allows this sort of sentence to be on a fashion spread.

Index Notice? 

I'm gonna turn a blind eye on that one because the sentence jumbles at the bottom is even more painful.

Like being knitted warm gentle protectionWith casual turtleneck pamper yourselfWith the edges of pavers out a wanton.

Dafaq much?!!?

My blood pressure went sky high when I spotted it. 

Nothing makes sense, and the spacings between each words got discounted away.

Ahhh itemS size!

What exactly is that?

ok and the jibberish below is so awesome again.

I dealt with this shit, the last time I edited the catalog.
All the words I wrote out, buggers discounted my spacesbetweenthe
words
                       like this.           Rearranged my spacing
and now again.
       
Those Chinese should just STOP using english as if it's damn happening and fashionable to be have a print page laced with bad english.
It's super loser.

Luckily for them that I'm in Singapore, and that I discovered this error in the middle of Sunday morning. Otherwise I'll have this very big urge to yell at somebody.

I know it's nobody's fault.
The people do not know the language, and therefore they would not be able to know where to add spaces and additional S in items and all.
But im not even attempting to blog in Chinese.
Why are they attempting to add bad english into commercial stuff?!

ARghhhhhh!!!!

Aside from that crazy rant, I need to share a secret.

Do you know that this entire entire entire collection of pictures that I've loaded up lately (that is linked to the collection)  was taken solely with the iphone 4S?

It's pretty decent for a phone right?

It was a huge gamble that I took. 

You must wonder why so budget?

Sometimes, its not all about the budget, but rather the degree of control that you have, that makes the difference.

In my case, I might not be the most professional model. or photographer. or photoshop specialist. or layout specialist. nor editor.

But i'm sick and tired of being controlled like a puppet, just because I'm a foreigner without resources.

With limited time from my trip, and no proper camera, the only thing I had with me in my suitcase, was my phone.

I thought to myself... Let's push the phone camera to new limits.

If nokia lumia could produce a short movie, I do not see why an Iphone could not produce a small collection of fashion show case.

I also had the ease of cutting the photoshoot from a 1 day rushed affair (with at least 3 pairs of eyes staring/assisting me in changing outfits as I strip down to my knickers + 5 pairs of eyes watching me pose for photoshoots),  into 3 (half day shoots).

I had the luxury of changing in my own changing room in the office, at my own speed, and pose comfortably with just my assistant  (Well I did say that I'm quite an introvert right..)

So why not?

I've taken a new approach, and it's a "let's do it my way" sort of game that i'm playing with my assistant and dad lately.

I do not care if people take pictures professionally, or do layouts professionally.

They aren't doing things my way.

I mean, if they made it look super super good and magical, that's fine. 

But that's not quite the case, for the exorbitant price that they charge for professional fees.

Saying this, I do feel like a control freak.

I might eventually be a little tired of being in control, but this, is not going to last forever.
When I set my expectations right, things would flow and follow along.

Perhaps you could also say that I've grown up a little more since.
It's a change within that I've not spoken about to any one in particular.

However, I'm tired of being a little flower, that sways along with the wind and gleam in the sunshine.
The one with vibrant colors that catches the eyes, only to be plucked at the whims and fancies of others.
Nope.

It's time that I become a big tree.
The one with the deep roots that can withstand rainstorms and heavy winds.
The one that provides people with shelter from my branches of flourishing leaves.

Goodbye little flower.
and it's really rather apt that I received a book on Empress Dowager Ci'Xi from the mail.
All the way from Sweden.
Thank you Olle!

Yes I want to be a spectacular and remarkable person when I leave this earth.
This is my journey, and it will take some time to grow into a big tree.
Nobody said it was easy, but I'm always lucky to be surrounded by very positive and encouraging people, even when I say nothing at all.
:)
For that I'm thankful that the right people are always sent my way like angels.