The Bag Issue

And yet it is titled with the repetitively ubiquitous caption because, don't you just think that it is efficacious in getting the issue (note the pun) across? No?

You might all go 'omg not another bag post', or 'seriously, when will this ever end?'. But let's just bear with me with the yet-another-bag-post, alright? I'm doing this post because I've went on an endeavor to discover several purses that would bring about convenience during times of confessions-of-a-Shopaholic moment, yet not compromising to one's magnificence (lol).

If by this time, you could guess what type of bags I'm featuring, I will award you with the trophy of intelligence and clairvoyance.

Yes, it is the Cross Body Satchel. And I just realized the above collage gave away the answer..

Okay fine, I lied. The actual reason to why this post was concocted was not exactly about the aforementioned reason, but it's due to the fact that I am dried on ideas that renders me to cook up a post that I am by far, the most capable in (confession).

Okay, at least there was an eighth of truth to the (doubly) aforementioned reason. I mean, how can a cross body satchel not aid and improves one's life when their hands (and arms maybe) are busily occupied with shopping bags?

From top left in clockwise direction:

1) Rebecca Minkoff mini MAC bag, $195

2)Versus studded bag, $395

3) Mini Boy Chanel, a whopping amount of S$5,810

4) Givenchy Obsedia in royal blue, $1,555

5) Topshop panther embossed sling, a Coachella-worthy bag for S$79

And lastly, 11 inch Cambridge Satchel for S$204

We all can make room for new bags, right?

The #Armparty

#Armparty has played a significant role in my life recently. For those who are unfamiliar with the term 'hashtag armparty' that I've been using, it's basically a synonym for arm candy that was coined by the awesome manrepeller. From posts where I pile up multiple audacious (atrocious for some 'normal' people) arm parties, I definitely have been (deeply) absorbed and influenced by the daily life of being a manrepeller. And I can reassure you that I have officially become a successful manrepeller (no pun intended), or at most probably still at the stage of impersonating her.

Reminiscing those days where arm parties were innate as a hassle and nuisance that could only impede my trys on unaffordable garments or cleansing my wrists. I guess manrepeller somehow manage to wake me up from the abyss I have been living in for the past sixteen years. Figure B shows a bohemian x tribal-esque arm party that my Matryoshka doll (actually it's a measuring cup) decided to werk it as a hat. Days of being arm naked are buried in the archives and now, not having ten pounds weighing down my wrists makes me feel bereft.

Not to forget they actually teach you how to be classy. They prevent you from being (and thus looking) unglamorous.

They always say beauty has a price to pay. And the price that tags along gorgeously elaborated and intricate wrist armaments further justify that statement. Dannijo is the best example to describe the aforementioned, where a paltry teenager could only stare at their website with dejected and sullen puppy eyes (not applicable if your parents are tycoons). Pleading my mum to splurge on a phenomenal (not to forget moderately expensive) arm party for me would equate to reducing her lifespan into half. That is why she chooses to say 'No' and/or 'No no'. She surely does not know the true benefits that arm parties bring. It isn't that surprising because she isn't a manrepeller, nor is she keen to comprehend the advantageous traits of arm parties.

Arm soirées, a subset of arm party also coined by manrepeller herself, is a more subtle version to arm party. Just from the term soirée, it is obvious that it's an invites-only gathering. That's why they evoke a daintier and classier version of arm party, yet not losing what constitutes to the term 'party'. This is how I picture an arm soirée. A mini get-together with the polished and anorexic-esque guests who are still pondering over Champagne or Moscato, and whom and where they should socialize. Above figure shows a majestic beast (aka horse for the horseweave) fetching my commonly worn arm soirées on its neck.

That's my story on the birth of arm parties. I wonder how many times I mentioned manrepeller in this post. Hmmm...

Lips Like Sugar

I could really need these on my body right now. It's a pity they went OOS when I found them... Brb while I go sob in a corner.

Featuring Mouth Jewelry by Patricia Nicolas for Topshop

Images from polyvore.com

Your Second Skin

I named this post as 'Your Second Skin', partly because the above luscious, mouth-watering, to-die-for items are in a skintone/nude shade, and also they are essentials for one's outfit, which somewhat is equivalent to one's second skin.

I mean, shoes and bags do almost all the necessary pimp to one's outfit. From the Devere to Lydia to Prisma, we can all probably come to a general consensus that arm parties do not solely mean the mandatory guests on one's wrists (or in any/my case; all the way up till your forearms), but also those lust-worthy objects that you carry with everyday.

In short, I mean bags.

Let's talk about feet. If I were to recall spotting flip-flops on people who are decently extremely well-dressed, the only word I could use is, countless. You wouldn't want to be staring at those Crocs in disgust when you see someone in a flawless two piece suit or even in a gorgeous tulle dress. Or worse, those who top it with unkempt, repulsive toenails. So what's the best suggestion? Offer them with your kindest help and opinion on those Sonja Pumps. And maybe a location for some pedis.

Anyway, I've saved Lydia in my cart at Shopbop. Let's just say manrepeller in this post (Figure A) made me do that.

And yes she definitely did. (still living in self-denial and always pushing the blame to others)

P/S: My first successful collage! Hooray to me!


From Clockwise: Devere Satchel, Lydia Clutch, Sonja Mid Heel Pumps, Prisma Flat Pouch. All from Alexander Wang in Bandage.

Images all over the web with the help of Google. And yes, I did colour Google.

The Pashli Bag

Image credits from 3.1 Phillip Lim's website.

This post is dedicated solely for Phillip Lim's iconic bag. The Pashli Bag. Got intrigued by the gorgeous design Pashli was structured when I first chance upon it on Tumblr, especially those zippers that run down the sides which gives the trapeze-esque feel to it (think Celine Trapeze tote). I remember mentioning it in one of my previous posts regarding my list of dream bags, and pardon me, I'm preferring this bag in Aubergine or Jade now rather than Black. I think it resembles a younger version of the Birkin Bag by Hermès (I have no idea why either), and definitely a version which can be pulled off by any generation. I mean just look at it, magnifique colour, merveilleux structure detail. And at an affordable price? Voilà! You will be in my closet one day, I'm sure about that.

Henry Holland x Le Specs

So apparently ASOS is having sale right now and the item for this amazing Circle the Mesh were like 'Low in Stock'. And guess what happened next... 

Anna Selezneva for Mango F/W 2012

Image from designscene.net

Above are a few looks that I'm highly interested in with the upcoming collection (especially those tweed coats and printed trousers!!). It looks like Mango has really step up their game and damn, hopefully I could lay my hands on some of those beautiful gems before they go out of stock.

Alexander Wang Trigone

At last, I've laid my hands on my very first Alexander Wang item. Yes, Wang has been one of my favourite designer because of his awesome designs, especially with those hardware and studs infused with masculine x feminine feel. The feeling of receiving this brand new baby, the Trigone Compact Wallet, is just so amazing because the design and shape is just so perfect and unique (especially the wrinkled leather effect with two side zippers!!). Cheers to myself in owning this, and hopefully the bimbotic and careless me wouldn't get it damaged within a day.

Anna Dello Russo x H&M

My eyes literally sparkled when I clicked on the email H&M sent me. Anna Dello Russo at H&M. Anna is an editor-at-large and creative consultant for Vogue Nippon (aka Vogue Japan), and she said she was is obsessed with accessories. Obviously as a fashion victim (nicer word for clotheswhore), this Accessories Collection/Collaboration is something I MUST (notice the caps) have in my closet. Just by looking at the Turquoise with deer detail clutch and those snake bangles, speechless. Sorry, I can't afford to miss out this collection anymore after missing my chance @ Versace x H&M.

Anyway, forget about the above bimbotic and hyperventilating moment of mine. Video for the collection/interview is down below, so do enjoy!

I am not a Shades Whore

From Top to Bottom, Left to Right:

ASOS / ASOS / H&M / THECULTLABEL / F21 / THECULTLABEL / F21 / RANDOM / F21 / GIFTED

I can safely say, I am not a total whore for shades.