tight tweeds and secret needs

Last night, I was miffed because of this pair of boots from ASOS.

Isn’t it stunning? Well, technically it’s a shoe-boot. Anyhows, it was lust at first sight. And £10!? That’s around 27 SGD here. A measly amount. I needed to have it. And so I entered this, together with this pair of cutout socks. The black with the white piping is too adorable, purr-fect for matching with my Dirty Nun Dress.

But as I factored in shipping. . I thought it would be obscene to pay SGD 75 for freight charges alone! Even Sock Dreams and some other Ebay store I adore are way cheaper. Plus I’d so many shoes earmarked on the shelves here, to be smuggled home one day.

And eventually, all I did was order the socks (too irresistible) and add in a gorgeous green beret.

Today, though, I went to ClubMarc. I’ve never been inside, although I did read about them in the papers a few months back. It was a rare day where I read the local papers. Normally, it’s simply BBC and The Guardian, because clicking in the morning and night is easier than flipping real ink-stained sheets.

The service was impeccable– normally, I get pretty good service, but the staff were exceptionally friendly and attentive. So I picked out some pieces of clothing, and saw a pair of black booties that really looked like my Topshop ones.

I was a tad excited because the store’s having a Marathon Sale of sorts, meaning everything’s at a 50% discount. And the quality of the stuff in the shop are good.

And then I saw this beige pair. I was sold. Hooked. I bit the bait. Hook, line and sinker.

The funny thing was the sizing of the boots. I’m normally a 37 (Continental) and a US5/6. But this one was cut so much so the largest was a nine, and I could only fit into an eight. Meaning it was made for bound feet a-la ancient China wherein the aristocratic had the females bind their feet as a sign of dimunitiveness and exquisiteness?

The platform front makes this pair one of the most comfortable boots I have ever tried on.

And apparently, they only came in yesterday, and are the first pair of boots that ClubMarc is retailing. I must be a lucky girl then to get these and have my size.

So, when I went home, I took some brief shots. .

This is a little embarrassing to admit, but I’ve been craving beige sneaker-like booties since I was 15 and extremely poor. And these days with the proliferation of wider ranges in the market and some income, some of my dreams come true. The heels of this pair are about four inches, but it sure as hell feels way lower because it’s uber-comfortable.

And I realized that I’ve acquired four pairs of boots since the beginning of this year. Which is a tad strange for tropical weather; and because flats are more common here. The beige ones at the bottom was one of my first pairs (well, the first pair has been discarded because it spoilt), from Mango, and I absolutely adore it for it’s side lace-up system. The black studded ones give me the rockaholic feel. All I lament is that my ankles are too small to look normal in calf-boots.

And then I’ve always thought I’ve only got about 30 pairs of shoes, of which most are in my Shoe Candyland, of which looking at it always makes me feel like Charlie in Willy Wonka’s factory.

Today, upon counting the pairs on the floor (because there is no space), I realize there are close to thirty pairs of heels on the floor alone. I rest my case.

Anyhows, the ASOS clearance is still on. For those in Europe, go grab them!

P.S. ClubMarc I love thee!

On most days I wake up groggily and stumble to grab any clothes in less than five minutes. That is all I have to select and get changed. Today, whilst walking past a reflecting surface at the interchange, it hit me that I looked fetishistic. Shit. To which other people said the same, with silly smiles on their faces, topped off with stupid winks. Christ.

“You look like Madame”.

So, I decided to retort, “At least I can look like Madame”.

I think it’s the skirt with its zippers. And the boots. And the belt. And the Schoolgirlish top. Having been previously accused of looking fetishistic many-a-time. Well, a different kind of accusation. Let’s see the number of themes they’ve identified in me. Nun, schoolgirl, librarian, Madame, Secretary, etcetera. Until these days I have some fun figuring them out too.

It’s scary how so many people tell me I make things look themed. Unintentionally, that is. You know, one day if I turned into a full-blown Fetishist, you know just who’s fault it is. Ahh well, I love the boots, which were a gift, and are over four inches high. I always like pointy-toed stuff, so this is no exception.

It makes my legs look long, anyhows. I love legs. It’s quite freaky how people remember me as The Girl With Legs. I used to cut classes alot in junior college, and my skirt wasn’t even short then. After I left, I was told by acquaintances of friends who remembered me as the girl with long legs. That was before I started dabbling with short skirts. Ahh well, legs are made for walking. G’night world.

top: Red

skirt: Mango

belt: Mango

cuff: Purple Smoke

boots: Chinese Laundry

The Mother, too, has tons of clothes. Sometimes I like to take her stuff, which are way older than me– I’m turning 22 in a few months’ time– and mix them up. I have no idea whether my bottoms are leggings or slip-on pants. They certainly looked like the latter to me on the hanger, but they fit better than a glove.

top: my mother’s
bottoms: Osmose
belt: vintage
earrings: Live (at Perth)
booties: some boutique
necklace: customized Forever 21
shades: Mango

It must be the freak weather but I’m lazy to dress up even though I’m cold, so I throw on a puff-sleeved top and a lazy necklace. I love my red drainpipes, but the thing about them is that I’m sometimes afraid I’d end up looking a bit punk. This accidental look, however, is nice and slouchy.

top: Red
necklace: some shop
drainpipes: some shop
boots: Mango

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

top: BySi
drainpipes: Victoria Beckham for Rock & Republic
boots: Charles & Keith
handbag: Guess?
diamond earrings: gift
choker: some departmental store