Contrastingly Controversial.

Whut derr fakq iz vis!
Seriously,

Let's start with,

The bad catch of the day:

This lucky Hollywood duck has landed a collaboration with THE Max Azria behind all those bondage dresses and she doesn't have a background in fashion whatsoever but the power of her name for branding, marketing and of course, getting all it takes to raise that profit margin of Walmart, ingratiating into the tween market, the start of looking into the mirrors much more in depth and wanting to dress like their idol stars.

Sure it does, as I checked it out online, I've clicked on a couple T's and it's all sold out. Super thrifty price all under $20 however designs are for the Juniors section (which means sadly I, as a anti-Cyrus however since the price is such a bargain and a slave for absolute good stuff for a damn price AND of course it's not only Cyrus, it's Azria [but does he really do anything? Only as a brand awareness? Designs are more like from the fashion CAD and just adding patterns, really]!)

Rockbottom cheapo liquid leggings that I love, of course that Union Jack tee slashing the Topshop price for 60-70% of the original price and the slim body I want (hate to admit).

“I love creating looks that are all about personal expression and individuality,” Cyrus says. “Collaborating with Max Azria has been an amazing experience and I’m really excited about launching this line with Walmart. There’s even more to come!”
-Miley Cyrus

All I can say is, nyyyeeeeeehhhhhhhhhh. Here I am one of the million gazillion so-called fashion students and there she is having NOTHING as her background and just making people laugh and since she's a starlet obviously designers would dress them for free but would have to state their name, and I'm JEALOUS. ENVIOUS. GRUDGINGLY. Resentfully bitter against her. Hollywood is surely the best little stepping stone anyone can do.

I HOPE TO GET PAST INTO THE HALLYUWOOD INSTEAD THEN MAKE MYSELF KNOWN THERE AND THEN THAT'S 50% OF MY LIFE'S GOAL. :)

The other 50%? Well, all those Kim's and Lee's and Choi's be forewarned. I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha...

Continuing on, controversially is overated and hyperbolic. It's just a comparison but yes that Cyrus-Azria is surely controversial and makes me regurgitate for the 50% part of the collaboration... in which I wish I was in that position. It's so easy without going to the dreadfully design (killer) school, getting the degree for the standard 3-year labor pains work in the sewing room or wherever we have classes then hard to merge into the industry growing like... (mushrooms/fungus are just icky) wild flowers.


On the flip side, the 'shocked' phrase of WDF is not always negative, there's always the sunny side up instead of the overly cooked turned black right...

Good good stuff!

A catch from The Sartolialist and Anna Piagi and fashion blogger Moohoop in a comparison...

The snapshot captured by The Sartolialist immediately put one in mind of another visual image I've seen, which is Brooke Kao of moohoop. The imminent pattern from both are the polka dots; I recall Brooke has an outfit post wearing all sorts of patterns but since it's dreadully long earlier I couldn't find it and gave up after 40 posts back; the latest BW pattern dressing post however also matches. :)

It's fascinating how Anna as a lady dresses ever so stylish. Nothing beats caucasian ladies, I guess. I've never seen except for petite Japanese obaa-san's to dress up like this. One factor which is the weather would also be the one why they would have to layer up, but since she's got the genes, it's not a surprise. Comparing to the Y-Gen which surprisingly is not too different (right?) with just a zest of youthness and the bigger dare and since we're young we would not dress too elegantly (then I would just look much older. Grrr. I just don't like the numbers to add, anxiety, anxiety).

Then from the Teen Vogue Girl/Guy of the Week roll, I found this Singaporean girl named Yi Lin and clicked on her blog and found her talents and also passion in drawing, in which she posts her artworks in another blog address here entitled "Disturbing Muse" which I find it a genius, attention grabbing kind of title. Scrolling through her drawings, it reminded me of my old assignments back in Foundation where we had to draw these kinds of styles and poses were timed.

*her take on a Chanel ad, I like the signature tweed details bringing out the primary point of Chanel*

*this familiar fondy thing! drawing figues in color pencils for what, 3, 5, 10 seconds to a minute up?*

An addition to more illustrations, I again found and exclaimed at heart that there's now numerous countless other indie unknown designers out there and it's not fair - I want their versatile fingers for drawing! XD

Taken from Heidi's Illustration, here.


And ridiculously love love love this (sadly) image, if I do get it on paper then I would simply love the paper, that's the ridiculous part, from an illustrator found thru Tavi's new display picture... here for more!

OHDEARLORD blogging does take time and I still haven't done the translation for Teen Minute Magazine on Lacroix's exhibition since I'm not in the mood somehow then the so-called goal to finish a novel by my birthday or printed and it's impossibly will never happen at this date.

And that phrase comes from my high school teacher Mr. Peter Lord and we would say Oh dear lord... Not in the Roman Catholic way.

Happiness...

is coming.

*taken from LASALLE alumni's upcoming performance title*

Yes, yes, my happiness somewhat is coming. Yesterday two things made my day. Well, one and a half. Firstly it was the shoes that I ordered came with the postman, right in front of my door when I was on my way home. I was ecstatic, like finally! I got my (hopefully) awesome new pair of shoes!

But it was quite a disappointment that the shop didn't copy exactly the model I gave... Now it kinda sucky looking, plus they have measured my ankle size and in the model the top part wasn't this tight... It's too small I can't even zip up smoothly - needs extra strength really, thank God it was real leather (does that help with extra tugging strength for not spoiling).

*supposedly...*

*but it turned out like this...gold some more...:(*

Should it have a negative, it also has a good side which is comfortable. I dunno why, the sole's thin and all and it's 9cm heel but I feel like walking in the clouds... And I could possibly not zip it to have another effect... :)

Noontime, I was heading back to school when that person happened to just arrive, facing towards the entrance, wearing a pair of baggy jeans with tan suede boots and a reggae colored armband and a cap. Seeing on the floor, his desktop computer and a dusty keyboard caught my eye. From afar, I thought it would be the moving man, the one from pick-ups that help with people who moved, looking from the way he dressed, especially that boots he was wearing. It was when I passed, he shouted in Japanese and I peered back (drat he's not the ugly kinda of type but actually the cute kind oh mother of Mary my heart palpitates I don't wanna leave just yet) to see this guy. I casually left and saw a girl taking out all the stuff out from the taxi (maybe his sister... maybe his girlfriend...!) but they seriously do not look alike.

He was speaking like the actor Masaki Okada.

I think my heart skipped a beat at the point I was passing him.

I thought he was the moving man. But then he wasn't the hideous all-pierced tattooed kind of Japanese, he was the nicer (yeah, Okada's the figure).

Did I tell you I was dreaming that Okada would be coming here for school, to get out of the Tokyo hypness and learn like a normal student, knowing that probably no one would recognize him?

From that hour on, right after I came back from school (goodie bag packing) I searched every floor where there might be 'clues' of where they're at. It now sums up it's either on the 5th of 6th. I've instigated stalking plans and this is my only sole entertainment in Singapore I'm looking forward to, live, not on screens. And I've also got an 'agent' on the 5th floor in which I haven't inquired to about anyone moving in.

THANK GOD MY FLAT HAS ONLY 6 FLOORS. YIPPEEEEEE~


My nephew, baby T has grown outrageously! Compared to the last time I saw him, he's now all grown up with bigger marbly eyes and super smooth milky skin, also a weird hair pattern...


Cuteness! Then the happiest time of my family, or my Singaporean family, is eating! So I tempted him with the banana walnut muffin from Delicious Muffins in Sunshine Plaza which are the gods of muffin making here.

*ohhhh it looks soooo good, I want but I can't eat it...>,<*

*take a closer look at his watering mouth... =P*

I'm a very bad auntie for him. But then again, the whole family (except baby T's dad and mom I guess) loves to eat. It gives happiness and bliss when good taste enlighten our taste buds. And like today, I was invited to eat at PS: Cafe at Dempsey Rd., which serves western cuisine and of course, a wide range of tempting desserts to die for. The main courses were just right in taste and in the tummy, eating a whole but didn't feel heavy: Caesar Salad mixed with bits of bacon and lots of crunchy croutons which were absolutely smashing, then a chicken dish that was cooked like pizza (as in the topping) and I didn't get to try the , except this tall dark double chocolate BLACKOUT cake (the second from the right).


SEE HOW TALL IT IS? DON'T ASK ME. Served with vanilla ice cream and chocolate sauce which was a good combination since the cake was heated and I would puke if I ate too much chocolate. Of course, it was shared into 4 slices. Currently I am sick of any kind of chocolate, meaning I won't be eating my chocolate muffin anytime soon...

Baby T today was not in a good mood. He was famous for his quietness and his friendly approach to strangers; he's not scared of a lot of people in one place; today was very different.

I was thinking he knew the truth about the dalai lama or guru my cousin invited for lunch to (an undisclosed comment for me) and he was upset he was carried by him, then I think I saw a little moment - a hint, a second of him making a (totally hilarious) ugly face after throwing his face to the opposite side of the guru's face; I found it very entertaining, with his versatile hands of picking up the angpao from the guru's pocket. Who would have guessed? We all didn't see it. Does he have what it takes to join the Master Junior, a show which showcases youth talents in magic?

*sleeping soundly in his mom's arms in the cafe*

Afternoon came and my roommate suggested that we visited IKEA. We departed about 3PM, went to both floors and scanning almost everything in our way it took 4 hours before we finally decided to eat dinner in their restaurant.

While I was at the megastore, I thought of calling two friends, one was Ika which was the IKEA card holder which we could have gotten a discount, the other was Putra, because I remembered him as an IKEA fan. So I thought, why not join for dinner for an invitation? But then again, my credit's running out like a big mama running to catch a culprit. Get the gist?

And how interesting we DID cross paths in the RESTAURANT when I came along to where my other friend was waiting and my friend pointed out 'is that your friend' I'm like 'where I don't see' but then after a while this bulky figure I recognize was in front of me. I hit him with my bag so he would turn but he DIDN'T. I was thinking, should I hit even harder? Was this the place those chicken wings are stored? Then I hit the second time where he FINALLY wanted to scold but stopped to see it was me...

Yeah, how interesting that could be. The person to call was also going to eat dinner at the same place with his friends. So we left it at that state.

For dinner, CHICKEN WINGS! That was enough for my dinner; I was sick of the smell of the restaurant which reminds me of airplane food. Ugh.

It had been a great time, 'wasting time' while I have all the time in the world, before I would be inside a little world where 24 hours is not enough at all.

At 8PM we then left to return our snuggly - NOT - home.


Happiness... is when you get something you have dreamt and plan and work hard for it to earn it; is when a little butterfly releases in your stomach; is when I stuff my face with delectable cooking from anywhere I go. :)

Illustrators Inspired.

From model Coco Rocha's,


found in my LJ mynameisbritta,

blogger Paper Fashion,

Igor+Andre,


renown French illustrator Coco,

and many more, still in the works and me scourging for more.
These are the new artists I've just discovered today; my database has again expanded and needs more memory!
I'm a sucker for illustrators esp. watercolor... OH. <3