November 19, 2012 § Leave a comment
You know how people ask: If you could meet one person, who would that be?
I assume some people would rather go for Benjamin Franklin, Isaac Newton or Confucius, but oh come on. Would you really take any of them home on Saturday night? I mean they ain’t really the Aussie-eye-candy-that-you-would-drunkenly-make-out-with-in-Thailand-while-sipping-your-bucket-of-rum type.
That being said, it was a no-brainer for me to spend my 2 weeks lunch money on a book just to get it signed by Scott Schuman, the man, The Sartorialist.
Garace Doré you are so going down.
November 17, 2012 § Leave a comment
Time for a little ego trip!
Me rocking my snake-skin loafers just before The Sartorialist book signing in Gangnam. I am a tad disappointed that it took me 5 days to find a nail polish that matches the dark green tone of my shoes and you can barely see it in the pic, but at least for a change my hair doesn’t look like a chick’s who has been running on the treadmill since she was dumped at the altar three weeks ago.
November 11, 2012 § 2 Comments
This needs no comments. Except that the chick in the video has my Fjälräven backpack, so I dig her long time.
Not in a female-boner-for-Mumford-and-Sons way but rather close.
November 10, 2012 § 1 Comment
You know how this Orwell dude said that “War is peace, Freedom is Slavery, Ignorance is Strength”? Well they say it’s about the Cold War, but I am so not buying it.
I am pretty sure it’s in reference to shopping. Like me voluntarily choosing to ignore my credit card’s balance ( If you are my account manager at HSBC, please oh please disregard the latter statement ) and keep on buying shoes even though it means that I may need to consider robbing a food bank. But think of it. Shoes obviously make you a more fabulous person, which is one heck of a strength. So Ignorance is Strength. And also a bliss. Makes perfect sense, right?
This time I scouted two pairs of shoes at Myeong-dong in 15 minutes. SCORE emotionally, FAIL financially. The black ones are very much Acne Tassel Loafers (SS12) inspired, whereas the green ones are more what I call classy with a funky twist. Plus the shopping assistant kept on saying “soft cow, soft cow” and hissing as if he was an anaconda himself. How can a
post-soviet girl say no to snake-skin.