christmas tree syndrome– parte tres
Last November, I suffered from my usual bouts of Christmas Tree Syndrome. Because it was so cold, I decided to embellish the plain pullover with it. I met a friend after school, who looked utterly stunned with that weird sneaky smile saying, “Only you can pull such stunts off.” Lol, before jumping to quoting me, “You only live once.” That idiot.
pullover: Mango
necklaces: all vintage or my mother’s
corsage with feathers and nets: Sportsgirl @ Perth
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christmas tree syndrome– parte due
Always random. Always haphazard.
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. 
top: Zara
bangles: Mango; store at Patong Beach @ Phuket
black beads: self-restrung
rosary: gift, from Lourdes
bauble biker chain: Mango
handcuff chain: self-designed.
bangles: Mango; store at Patong Beach @ Phuket
black beads: self-restrung
rosary: gift, from Lourdes
bauble biker chain: Mango
handcuff chain: self-designed.
