Shirt Mum’s Stefanel | Tee FCUK | Jeans Zara | Shoes Office | Bag DIY Studded Vintage | Necklace/ring Warsaw Antique market

Thank you for all the Turkey recommendations for the last post – I was intrigued by the restaurant on water bit, that actually comes quite close to fish coming to sacrifice itself in a puddle of lemonjuice! :D Still quite worried that I haven’t found a bathing suit yet. I’m going through the swimwear racks in all the shops but all I can find is bikinis that look like 3 pieces of tree-leaves strung together, or those that accommodate a balloon party if you know what I mean. I wish I could pick and order from ASOS’ vast collection, but we can all expect that to arrive after I get back from Turkey. I guess the only choice now, is to knit a swimsuit since we all know that DIY is the answer to all wardrobe dilemmas. Let’s see what kind of yarn I brought home…

Mohair… hm.

How about this, bathing suit from the year 1858. VINTAGE!

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Tee Lego by Paul Smith | Pants Zara | Shoes Monnari

We’re planning to go to Southern Turkey, Belek in a few days so I’ve been constantly shopping for beachwear. To tell the truth, this is the first time we’re going to on a proper beach holiday – we’re more of a city-touring folk, well at least my mother and I are, the smarter half of the family. Pffffff, lying on a piece of cloth wearing a few pieces of cloth by a mass of water, nonsense! No, we need to go into the city, the huddle buddle and the dirt that we’re meant to have vacated from, look at buildings (because we don’t have buildings where we come from), walk until our feet look like elbows, and all the while looking like idiots trying to blend in. Fact is, the ‘trying to blend in’ never works – three things that only tourists do: 1.Carry a map of the area in a different language, 2.FIGHT WITH YOUR TRAVEL COMPANION over that map, and 3. wear your camera across-body. Sometimes we will even consider eating in McDonalds or Burger King. Hey, it’s in the tourbook, try out the local food: FRENCH McPOISSON BURGER.

So my point is, I think my father and brother have a point when they stress for a holiday on the beachside, although I do fear my mother and I will go on a quest to find out when the hotel was built and can we please have a map of this area in Korean please. Do you also sell plaster models of the Mediterannean sea that I may purchase?

Anyone else who’s been to Belek and might have something for me to get excited about? Like, do the fish spring out from sea and sacrifice themselves on our dish? Something like that please.

Shirt Gmarket | Pants Zara | Shoes Nine West | Bag Pollini

• Slept 3 hours in the past 24 hours.
• Watched Slumdog Millionaire with le boyfriend again and ended up competing who can slurr the millionaire part of “Welcome to…Who Wants to be a Millionaire!” line best. (BF: Who wants to be a millioerrrrele! Milliereareeee! MiRARGAHRGHRRrrr)
• My mother keeps shoving ginseng pieces in my mouth whenever she comes into my room. Like sock-in-mouth kind of shove.

• Recent grey sandals I bought in Zara sale is rather strappilicious. Slowly realising that most of my shoes are composed of straps and buckles. One cannot have too many straps and buckles, yes? somone please comfort me.

Hope everyone had a great Sunday!

Jacket Zara | Top Uniqlo | Pants Gmarket | Sheos ALDO | Bag Alphabetbags.com | Sunnies ASOS | “Bodychain” DIY

Took a train down to Portsmouth with Ellen to visit the D-Day museum and spend a day at the beach. The weather was a bit too chilly to relax on the pebbles but we did windsurf on the boardwalk. The wind literally pushed us down the far side of the beach where we had to refuel ourselves with cotton candy and icecream to propel back against the monster. I must say, something about cotton candy makes you feel like you have an extra limb and wheels on your toes, or was that just us high on sugar.

British seaside is so lovable, the colours and the smell… feels so good taking a break from the city.

Bolero, Pants Topshop | Tshirt Zara | Shoes Gmarket | Sunnies Warehouse

Spent the day going to church, shopping with Ellen, dipping in and out of the sun on Oxford street, then ending up in Hyde Park with a bagfull of snacks. Overall very peaceful day full of highstreet store dissing and R-Rated lovescenes in the park and I’m not talking about dirty horny pigeons.