I haven’t had the chance to sit down properly to blog lately due to work commitments but DON’T YOU LOVE OUR NEW LAYOUT?? I did spend some time (and a lot of money) at the Club 21 Bazaar 3 weeks ago and bagged a lot of bargains like this striped Gareth Pugh dress and Jason Wu bag. I also refreshed my hair colour at Hairloom and am officially a peacock now! I wish the camera could better capture how beautiful it is in real life. It was a gruelling 7 hours at the salon with my stylist Peter and his team working tirelessly on my hair.
Remember what I said in the last post about losing all the contents of my hard drive? Guess what – I found 3 pictures on my desktop (which is actually a 15″ MacBook Pro, but I call it the desktop for the sake of convenience)! Sometimes it pays to be disorganised.
These pictures were taken some time ago in Canary Wharf. I’m not going to tell you how long ago because it has been an embarrassingly long time since they have been sitting in a little unmarked folder.
In any case, I love this outfit and would wear it all the time. Unfortunately it calls for very specific occasions to be worn: a date at a fancy bar, a cool house party, and that time where you really needed next month’s pay advanced from your boss.
It feels good to come back after a long leave of absence – I’d like to blame it on the fact that my hard drive became irretrievably corrupted (thus taking ALL of my pictures with them. I’m seriously looking into cloud storage), but I’d be lying if laziness did not play a part in my radio silence. Chances are that you might have noticed a few (i.e. complete) changes we’ve made on the site. A few nifty widgets have been added, notably an interactive Instagram widget to the right. Click on either to visit Arissa’s and my Instagram pages, where there’s probably more frequent updates!
Third and last year in Uni has proven to be really tough: between planning my thesis and attending school, there hasn’t really been time for taking outfit pictures. I find the process of editing pictures extremely cathartic though, so you might just see more updates while I’m busy procrastinating finishing school work.
Anyway, I’ve discovered that the easiest way to look polished is to simply reach for a dark lipstick. Chanel’s Rouge Orage is a constant favourite. It’s deep without being dramatic, and the formula is easy to apply without worrying about uneven outlines.
Sometimes I like to pretend that I am a beauty blogger, despite being the worst at skincare and having the most boring makeup regime ever. What can however be said about me though is that I rarely ever venture out of my den without a full face of makeup… Surely that should count as some dedication, right? Having the same routine also means that I can apply a full face in under 15 mins, and under any circumstances: in the passenger seat of a car, on a bumpy plane ride, in a café…nowhere is sacred to me when it comes to applying makeup.
Anyway, it has been over 4 years since we’ve started this blog. So what better way to commemorate it than to draw up a timeline of my looks? Maybe a fashion timeline will come later, but right now I find it funnier to focus on the various makeup disasters I’ve had over time.
Perhaps it was individuality. Perhaps it was a streak of rebellion. Perhaps it was a way of expressing freedom at finally being free to bleach my hair during my school holidays. Regardless, nothing can explain why I thought having brassy box-dyed hair was a good idea. More mystifying, however, is the fact that I kept at it for 3 years.
Makeup wise, it has never occurred to an 18 year-old me that there was such things as too much eyeliner or too much mascara. Or as a matter of fact, too much of anything – I am sure that if I smiled too widely, my makeup would actually crack and flake off like dried plaster. Fake eyelashes were an everyday affair, an affair that would continue well over the next 4 years.
This picture was taken off this blog itself. After having a fringe for ages, I’ve finally decided to grow it out. What didn’t stop, however, was my obsession with light hair. To exacerbate things, I was a baller on a budget. Meaning that I soon became very experimental with boxed dyes. It’s no mystery that my hair eventually took on the texture of dried summer hay.
Having a fringe for years meant that I have never paid much attention to my eyebrows before. Not knowing how to deal with this sudden exposure, they went from ungroomed pastures to over-shaven lines on my face. Eyebrows at this point were basically arbitrary to me. I’m not even sure if I had eyebrow pencils then. They may well have been filled with whatever eyeshadow I had handy.
I wasn’t sure what happened, but something in me snapped and I finally decided to go back to my natural hair colour. I have a feeling it has got something to do with an especially unfortunate incident with boxed bleach, leaving me with black roots and bright orange hair. I have probably decided to wipe that debacle off my memory, and off it shall remain.
My eyebrows were starting to get a little more attention now that black hair forced me to create more contrast on my face. I have always been insecure about my lips however, so lipsticks were a huge no for me still.
I guess you can say that I became too focused on my eyebrows. At the rate they were expanding, I might have well drawn a unibrow ala Frida Kahlo. I decided that bolder is better, and that meant filling in my brows with a black eyebrow pencil. Disregard the fact that my hair isn’t even black to begin with. I had brows that would make my mum back in the 80′s proud.
I did however discover lipsticks during this period though, and soon amassed a pretty impressive collection of them.
Decided to experiment with ombré hair despite being several years overdue. Found a staple look, one that I’m still wearing this very day! My brows have come a long way since I’ve started wearing makeup, and I think I’ve finally found a look that works. A classic (albeit boring) combination of bold brows, winged eyeliner and bold lips.
Oh well, we will see how long this phase last!!
What are your hair and makeup disasters of the past?
HEY HEY! So I’m back in Singapore! It doesn’t matter how long I’ve been away from home – once I plonk my ass on the couch in front of the TV, it’s really as if I’ve never left. It has been an interesting summer. I visited two places I’ve never been to before (Berlin & Göteborg), but unfortunately no pictures until I manage to extricate them from my now-defunct hard drive.
I packed surprisingly lean for this trip. Half of my suitcase was filled with things for friends and family and the other half with T-shirts and sweat shorts. There’s even a pair of trainers (!!!) which I ambitiously thought I’d put to use somehow. Seeing my pot belly below though, maybe I should really go out for a run or two.
Manage to get this dress from Topshop on sale. I absolutely abhor sale shopping. It’s not that I’m too snooty to score a discount. It’s just that whenever there is a “sale” sign anywhere in the shop, it seems to bring out the animalistic instinct in shoppers. Everyone assumes that they have free reign to throw whatever they want on the ground and rearrange whole sections entirely. I think I would have an easier time sorting through the belongings of a hoarder, than to find anything I want during a sale. Sale shopping is like a timed challenge to me: how many items can I find that I like before my patience and my sanity begin to frizzle?
My eyeliner even matched my bag that day – I had a pink eyeliner (maybelline hyper glossy liner in hot pink) on over my usual liner.