So apparently, I am currently reciting reasons to why I am not doing a regular post update every week. Here are as follows:
A) Army life is tiring and I need my weekend for recuperating.
B) My photographer is delaying the shoots for the next post which I am dyinggggg to do! (lol)
C) Lacking of substantial inspiration as to what I can (and should) do an update on.
D) I would rather opt for rolling on the bed doing nothing as compared to sitting upright on it, while typing away and trying to get inspired.
And the list of goes on for my procrastination...
And as I am frantically clicking slamming typing on my black embossed Mac keyboard during my last few hours of book out (lol booking in like later, which is really sad considering I'm going to have a tough Thursday and Friday...), I felt that the latter part of option D is giving me the kick. I am literally getting the 'Omg eureka!' moment right now, which is relatively weird considering the fact that I'm actually suppose to produce a blog post content from the start, but I'm only doing the image collage right now. And as I ramble on continuously, let me get into the main crux of this topic for a, yet again, collage cum styling post.
You may question, how the hell do I get inspiration from typing a post that would actually end up getting me from here to nowhere? To be honest, I'm not that sure either. Perhaps whilst typing the aforementioned redundant crap about how I love procrastinating (yet being renditioned to whip up a blog post, not because I have to, but because I want to, and love to for all of you. Awww, I know that. ♥), I recalled a particular outfit that I came across in Style Men's magazine. It was something that I've never thought of doing, never ever (everrrr, I insist on repeating), nor even the slightest bit of putting it to a test.
Okay, I lied, I bought a camo printed sneakers from Topshop a few months back.
But the point is, camo was nothing I intended to indulge in. But upon seeing that editorial piece, perhaps I was struck by a ray of holy light (aka I was enlightened but I prefer using the former) whereby I've decided to bequeath my obdurated self. Is it because I'm starting to intuitively transcend my 'comfort' zone of 'being synonymous', or is it because I've simply chosen to conform to trend?
From left in clockwise direction: Acne green leather jacket which I am dying for; patiently waiting for sale (lol, ain't no bitch has two thousand dollars at my dispense), H&M for Water Aid palm tree tee, Comme des Garçons camo trousers from the men's section, iPhone 5 (sadly, the casing only) from Dannijo, holographic sunnies from Le Specs and the Charlotte Olympia banana leaf pandora clutch which all of you should know, and is something that I wish to attain.
Images all from Google.