friday
motorcycle diaries
Perched atop a friend’s bike. 
Every Saturday when I head down to the pound I cannot dress up too much. Hence, the shorts and singlets. I bought the gold slippers the previous December because I realized I had no flats for my holidays; and I was heading to the rocky desert parts in The Land of Oz.
top: customized Mango
shorts: some factory outlet in Perth
sandals: Pazzion
necklace: Diva
bangle: Mango
christmas tree syndrome
I have a penchant for what I call The Christmas Tree Syndrome, wherein I mix and match at random. Often, I like the effect. This one was taken about a year ago; and I think that an avalanche of accessories always spice up a simple racerback or a wifebeater.
The handcuff chain, which I designed myself and got The Best Friend to make, consists of an aluminum chain, a gambling die with hearts, red-and-black lace, and a pair of handcuffs that can be opened and closed. I call it Sex, Lace & Gambling.
Place your bets.
bangles: Mango; store at Patong Beach @ Phuket
black beads: self-restrung
rosary: gift, from Lourdes
bauble biker chain: Mango
handcuff chain: self-designed.
vain fug // biker chic
I had bangs and stick-straight hair for a week last year, both of which were cut by myself. And then I decided I didn’t want to maintain it any longer. The spygurl look, which was in line with my previous job sleuthing around. Ho ho ho.
top: Zara
jeans: Warehouse
boots: Chinese Laundry
chain: Mango
shades: Mango
