May 3, 2013 § Leave a comment
I actually choose to ignore the fact that this was said at 2am outside some random bar, the guy was giving me the whole take-me-home look and back in those days I used to make pink Powerpoint slides with little hearts instead of bullet points.
I kind of prefer to think that I actually do have a natural talent for presenting.
Or that I’m smart and funny (despite the fact that I got this “smart and funny” thing once 4 years ago, and “you say so much shit” is basically all I hear these days).
Surprisingly, there are still some lost souls out there that do enjoy my words of wisdom. Well because all the stuff I say is so wise, doh’.
In case you haven’t checked Stiliukas yet, you should. I was a busy and very important guest editor there for a week, sharing my thoughts on nail polish and other existential matters. Here it goes once again:
1. The Slutty Lesbian Virgin Suicides by Maje
During the last 4 months I spent more time looking for a dress for my Master’s graduation party than actually writing my thesis (I genuinely hope my supervisor is not reading this, even though between you and me, he could benefit from checking one or two fashion blogs)
Anyways, I think I found THE dress. Maje calls it Columbe, which is apparently French for a dove, but I feel that slutty (20 centimeters above the knee) lesbian (rolled up sleeves) virgin suicides ‘(baby blue and all) is a little bit more appropriate for the look.
2. COS PERSPEX HEEL
Frank Ocean once said: I believe that marriage isn’t between a man and a woman but between love & love.
Hence… Mr COS Perspex Heel Shoe, will you marry me?
3. CHANEL INTERNATIONAL
Have you guys checked the L’ÉTÉ PAPILLON DE CHANEL Makeup Collection for Summer 2013?
First, I thought this nail polish was called Belarus. Like blue glitter and all.
But apparently it’s Bel-Argus. My bad.
In my own defense, the last time I wore Chanel’s Peridot, I was mistaken for a Polish hooker. Belarus only seemed like a natural next step.
4. iPad vs iPad case
Today I woke up thinking that I really need an Ipad. And only because I am dying for this Acne Onyx iPad case. Given that they both cost pretty much the same, most likely I would have to pick one of the two.
You reckon if I stuff the case with old Cosmopolitans, I can trick people into thinking there’s an actual iPad inside?
5. Vitaly Design
A couple of months ago I made friends with this Canadian guy in Thailand who was some sort of a jewelry designer. Not sure you could technically call that ’making friends’ because I was working on my second bucket of rum/ diet coke in front of 7-eleven, his buddy was fixing my smudged make up and I can’t remember most of the conversation.
Nonetheless, I tracked down the guy’s website (I know, very CIA of me) and Vitaly Design actually makes pretty hip jewellery.
Their double rings are a bit too much of ‘a gangster that went to a private school’ for my taste, but then again some other stuff is very Love Aesthetics-ish. Kind of makes me want to swipe my credit card like there’s no tomorrow. Tomorrow, where I am an unemployed recent grad asking parents for money to afford a gin& diet tonic.
Note to myself, Canada is yet another market for potential husbands (along with Swedish snowboarders, French wine makers, Australian farmers and Russian Sugar daddies)
March 9, 2013 § Leave a comment
Last night I re-watched the Virgin Suicides.
Today I feel like doing nothing just eating raspberries, soaking up in a bath with Lush’s Rose Jam Bubble Bar, listening to old records on a vinyl player (not that I have one, so I guess will have to settle for my iPhone #whitegirlproblems) and lusting over boys.
I also got myself some perfume, a pink lipstick and macaroons. Well you know, just to set the mood.
Not that they had Ladurée in American suburbs in the 70s.
Also, this is like the greatest scene in the history of movies.
October 11, 2012 § Leave a comment
Another day, another Korean manicure. It’s just two shades (blueish grey and green), but lets all pretend that it’s 50. Sounds so much more
Please excuse my inappropriately short skirt, but I got back to Korea from Philippines last night, therefore I am really into showing off my tan. In the country where sales of whitening body cream are skyrocketing, having a tan qualifies me as a major rebel.
Above you can also see my little Ebony Triwa watch. God bless Swedish goodies! If Triwa is cool enough for Lily (the ultimate Upper East Side) and Rufus (the father of all Brooklyn hipsters), it deffo works for me
September 12, 2012 § Leave a comment
I can now clearly relate to all happy Ugandians who get visited by
white people Red Cross with all the medical aid. In the country where it’s practically impossible to find tampons in stores (and if you eventually succeed to, they cost 10 euros) getting FREE ones is a biggie. What a happy camper I was. Yupi! Vamos a la playa!
Tip for female budget travelers. Given that 10 euros for a pack of tampons is a major rip off, you may want to consider taking your birth control pill for breakfast, lunch and dinner for 6 months in row just to avoid your period. That is unless you are a pad chick
or a Christian (a.k.a contraception is pure evil) or you want to be able to conceive at some stage in your life.
Disturbingly enough Korean tampons are called USB.
On the package it says USB, 18 sticks. I – kid – you – not.
First I though maybe it’s a code that Korean women use around men. Like…Hola chicas! Does anyone have a spare USB I could use?
But then it got me thinking. Maybe its stands for
Uterus Severely Bleeds ? something way more disturbing..
Heyo. Easy Tiger. No need to gross out. Apparently it goes for U are So Beautiful. Those Koreans are very creative I must say.
Peace & Love.
September 7, 2012 § Leave a comment
This is it. I have now officially moved to Asia. Reporting live from Seoul for the next half a year.
May 4, 2012 § Leave a comment
January 8, 2012 § 2 Comments
Say WHAT. It’s my birthday!! So I am turning
24 freakin’ OLD. While it means that I have to stop acting like a kid, hence eating 2 packs of Skittles right before dinner is no more acceptable, it also means greater investments to look young and reckless.
I remember the days when my mummy thought I was too young to wear mascara. Now she’s insisting on buying me Dior Blue Tie Palettes and Estée Lauder lipsticks herself. I hope it’s not too naive to expecting that she will be also covering my Botox bills in a couple of years. Kiss Kiss.