Sunshine.

Couldn't help but noticing that Singapore, in my hood at the heart of the city, lies a lot of trees and plants which sprouts out yellow flowers. Everywhere is yellow mellow, so then, good morning sunshines!

This was yesterday morning where the first morning, I didn't have to worry about my dissertation that is, FINALLY, OVER, AND, DONE, WITH, 3AM yesterday. Wondering why I was up so early about 8:20AM waking up to Boom Shakalaka (download ringtone here) and I was up fresh and ready for... my Mary.

If Singapore was so immersed with the two M's in fashion this week, I only could do so much to poem-ize to you for now as a preview for my next post:

m to the m

making to the ends

not for the queue

but for the goods

got my marni,

saw my mary

that was my week

end with a peek - down below, early morning, for the very short, nice Q for Mary Katrantzou at TOPSHOP Knightsbridge.

Because of course, the name of the building 'Knightsbridge' has such an English flair to it *insert your most gentlewoman Brit Engleeeesh accent* they gave us choco lollies in the morning that said "I less-than-three London Fashion Week (LFW)!" Because M couldn't come down to accompany in the end (really, my friend's name starts with an M, coincidence much? but we both got our Marni's, thanks much J!) so G joined me in last minute that she replied she likes Mary too. And so, early risers we met on the queue which was very nice and prop-ah no one skedaddled once the door was open.

So Gilbert, I told you no one exactly knows much about it. ;) But did you get something from Marni at H&M?

 

*wearing Alexander McQueen (yes it's carnation PINK) skull tee, DIY bleached shorts, Bata sandals. // As G pointed it out, my bag, from GoGirl! 7th Anniversary is skull-esque in a cuter way and it had to be also pinkish. Talk again about coincidence?*

So, yeah, the TOPSHOP NEWGEN tees and Mary and my little Marni at H&M loot. M to the M. Post up *cross fingers* next week. A sneak peek, here's below of the very, very limited rack of the items. Who knew the flower tee was 100% silk!? Felt like body lycra. We both were taken aback. Obviously not friendly in Singapore's weather...

Happy Sunshiney Sunday!

Catfight.

Update: the tee is now back in stock, HERE HERE HERE to start scrambling for this limited tee!

 
     This post was definitely long overdue, and it's already grumpy.


     The cat wakes up;
      It purrs before it starts to strike.
           Once the queen strikes,
           It's a bloodshed stained pupil.



The Balletcats first limited edition for The Goods Dept. 

 •all tangled up. the entire cat population are my best friends argyle-less yet furry sweater with claws over the back•

 •Over and above, inside and out.•

•Human is my new favorite bizzare food tee•

           These products which I collaborated together for the copywriting, and which is, I heard, sold out already? I teamed up with Jordan, the guy behind the cat-rabbit mutilation brand (Balletcats, oy) and we tweaked up sentences to another level of inhuman sarcasm. I don't get it what I'm writing. But anyhow it was mainly done by e-mail (I think it was only 110% email plus one package delivery) and I was pleasantly thrilled to recieve the package, minus the real packaging which was quickly deteriorating in your storage, yes Jordan as a LOT of people are bombarding for orders?

*toothy big grin inserted, Alice in Wonderland cat*

•Last served: Human is toasted and burnt to perfect crisp under the dryer•

           The copywriting collaboration was done during November-December 2010 and received the super duper goods in December, just nice as my early x-mas gift when I returned from SG.

They've got a new fairytale book stored in their latest work, and have you guys scene it yet of what I wrote? (Yes that was a hint. Scene it. It's a movie and a schwede dream).

              Then during the winter holiday I was then going cranky being home alone (well not. Let's just put a nice storyline to go along with the whole package) and so I took the cheese grater wanting to grate my wrist. But instead, the sweater saved my life.

 It doesn't give you much of a sweet dream but a sinister memory every morning. Well, you were big and you crushed the Liliputs.

BUY BUY BUY BUY BUY

End of the catfight.

    Meow! Well, guess it's time to share although I know none will do care!
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