Top to bottom, left to right: ZARA over-the-knee suede boots, Vintage Military boots, Vintage Studded, Emma Cook for Topshop Zebra, Velvet Angels Wedges, ASOS suede shoe-boots, ZARA Suede wedges, Ashish for Topshop ankle wedges, Loeffler Randall knit mix boots, Office Military boots, Scorah Patullo ankleboots, Office oxfords, Chloé wedges, Doc Martens Pascal boots

Stocking up on niggles of colour for winter. I figured that it’s enough to be born with an extra organ for cynicism (under the thyroid glands to be precise), it shouldn’t be further applauded by wearing dark colours during the cold seasons – the sun’s short as it is, like the other day it was gone-o by the time I came down for lunch, very confusing… my body clock is now completely scrambled with a side of bacon and toast.

Well I must say that colour is incredibly vitalizing and mood-uplifting, not to sound like a nutrition capsule bottle, but right now the two yellow shoes are entrancing me in a way that keeps me up (and happy) at 5am. Now I understand why, come winter, we find increased fat deposits on our bodies – it was all to make space for some much needed energizers. Check your thighs, it should have a small hatch somewhere to fit two AA’s. Well either that or yellow shoes, I think.

Faux-lamb fur Cardigan, Jeans – Gmarket, Jersey Cardigan – Zara, Boots – Loeffler Randall from TwentyThirtyForty.net, Leather Harness – All Saints, Crop Vintage Top – Samantha’s Blogshop, Necklace – H&M

The sky is so hormonal lately I feel like throwing it a big fat painkiller so it stops being so pissy and sunny within the course of a few hours. The other day I misjudged its temper and went out wearing nothing but a blouse and that fake lamb fur thing and caught myself a tickly cough cold, the thing that only creeps out in the most inconvenient of times like in church or in a packed train. I’m sure that if it weren’t for bird flu, swine flu, caterpillar flu, refrigerator flu I would’ve received a gentle pat on the back from a middle class gentleman while being offered baby backup water from mothers. Well hot dang no, there I was in the train, suppressing the cough so much my shoulders were heaving as if I was laughing, then to finally burst into a choke/puke cough so loud and startling that the dozing man in the corner jerked awake and ran out thinking it was his stop…

Jacket – Gmarket, Jeans – Zara, Boots – Vintage DIY Studded, Bag – Etsy, Bodycon – Topshop, Shirt – BlackLunaVintage shop, Scarf – Gift from Ellen

No, I don’t have a violin or a flute or a recorder and a coin case in my bag. (A certain someone claimed that I look like a troubled musician…) I do have a cello in there, you just don’t know it because I haven’t whipped it out yet to show off my übercool cello scrubbing skills.

Jacket – Gift, DIY Cut sweatshirt – Uniqlo, Jersey Cardigan – ZARA, Pants – Gmarket, Harness – All Saints

Not feeling so hot today. It’s that kind of day you want to sit on a plastic chair and keel over growling like a pirate.

Nonsense, Mr Lamp is NOT for sale, he is merely supervising the stall while I get a burrito.

The rest of the 6 pairs of shoes are, though. While I was moving into my new apartment I realised how many shoes I adopted just to make them orphans in my own closet. So here they all are, looking at you with droopy eyes, how could you resist!?