Trench & Umbrella – Uniqlo, Dress -Mum’s old, Tights – Courtesy of Gal Stern, Shoes – H&M, Bodypiece – Surround by Brook & Lyn (courtesy of Mimi), Bag – JHYoo

Product photos from Surround by Brook & Lyn

Never in my life I’ve had to say ‘Hello? My eyes are up here‘ – maybe once in a while I’ll do some promotion and say ‘Hello, my boobs are down here’. I kid. Thanks to Mimi’s Surround body rope I’ve had curious stares at my chest the whole day, but more so because the trio of agate rocks also look like windows into my chest and everyone saw, that in the cave, there was no heart present. I am indeed a cold cold woman. There’s this beautiful ephemeral quality that I love in Agate where the crystals look like they are still stirring and reacting endlessly. I just can’t help but thank God for such delicious surprises in nature as these.
The stone is first enclosed in a hand-crocheted frame, and then the rope is sewn on – and most of this personally done by Mimi the designer herself. It’s rather amusing to know that not under a year ago Brook & Lyn was a blog not dissimilar to this one, and in a  few months she upended it into a whole brand. I should really stop moping about jobs and visas and look for rocks.

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Thank you Ellen for the outfit photos!

Jacket & Cashmere scarf – Uniqlo, Sweater – Courtesy of Quiksilver, Jeans – Courtesy of Levi’s Curve ID, Shoes – Zara, Bag – Courtesy of Chanel, Watch – Casio via ASOS #teenvogue

Photos by Yu the 11-year-old again, talent-o-meter raising the roof.

Dear Diary,
I woke up today and had a swig of yesterday’s red bull to start the day fresh. There was a slight whiff of bacon burning in the house, but I think it was the neighbours roasting a pig in their snowcovered lawn again. Weirdest people ever. I shuffled down to the kitchen in my blue teddybear pjs expecting to pass the thumping music from my brother’s room and my mum’s blowdry opera, but there wasn’t a sound. The ventilation in the toilet was humming but where were my mummy and daddy? Where was my brudder? AHHHHHHH!! (wait, I skipped to the part where I put some of my brother’s cologne on…)

Is it just me, or is this always the story of December 27th after the official festivities have died? The noise of the holidays is suddenly zapped, you wake up in the Home Alone movie with everyone else gone to resume their lives and next thing there’s maple syrup and broken glass on the stairs.

Shirt – Uniqlo Menswear, Belt – JHYoo, White Knit – Lithuania, Skirt – Storets.com, Shoes – Zara; Thank you hallway mirror for being ever so accommodating.

The Grinch has stolen bits of my tripod and probably also the remote for the camera. I guess it serves me right for inviting him over a tight scheming session to de-commercialize Christmas and dress up as Robin Hoods and steal Christmas back to the original owner, the birth of Christ. He must’ve grabbed them as he was storming out when I asked how much green foundation makeup is usually required to cover all his wrinkles & pores.

Happy Christmas Eve, all. xx

Coat – Mum’s Deni Cler, Dress – Mum’s Fürnkranz, Shoes – Nine West, Cashmere Scarf – Uniqlo, Bag & Belt – JHYoo

The minute I stepped outside Warsaw airport it was WHAM, a scratchy slap across my face with the rotten realization that I’ve been painstakingly lugging around 23kg of junk that’s altogether suitable for a different climate. As always, I’d completely underestimated the bitterness of -18Cº (-0.4Fº) and packed inadequately; forgive me, but UGGs are starting to make more sense now. There’s only so much shuffling I can do in my mother’s wardrobe to seem like nothing was missing during the raid, but I was never able to fool her by scattering food all over the dinnerplate to seem like I’m done – so I don’t really suppose I’ll get away with this.

On a separate note, these photos were taken by Yoo and Ji today, two cheerful 11 year olds in my church. Granted, I had to juggle a few snowballs to lure them away from their friends and plant some enthusiasm by turning the photoshoot into a game of sorts… those who’ve ever babysat will agree: the Who Cleans Up First Wins! game is so so soo deceiving and fun. I did all the camera settings and quickly explained how the focus works, and said the one with most focused photos will win. I forget the score but I think I won.

Evil, who, me?

Jacket – Vintage; Cardigan & cashmere scarf – Uniqlo, Bag – Courtesy of Chanel, Shoes – H&M, Gloves – Dorothy Perkins #teenvogue

Thank you Macku for the photos!

Oh the joy of internet scandals… in one corner there’s a bloke blatantly copying the style and practices of another blogger, and in another corner there’s a blog of a major magazine with no apparent education on copyright and, well, human-to-human manners. (Read about it) It doesn’t really matter at what age you start exposing yourself to the internet and committing yourself into these small communities (blogging, in our case) but concerning the game rules there’s really not much to it. It’s not rocket science, or brain surgery, or knitting hair from your back – you take something from someone – a newspaper from their lawn or a JPG from a blog, you let them know and credit accordingly. Well, I mean, don’t take the newspaper and yell across the yard THIS NEWSPAPER IS FROM 23A. My point is, you learn this when you’re 3, so there’s really no excuse.

This reminds me: ‘TFS’ is not a source. If the image was a scan from Vogue Jan ’10 issue that was uploaded onto TFS, then the correct source is ‘Vogue Jan ’10 found on TFS’.