Girl, you'll be a woman soon (part 2)

  Top: Choies | Pants: FOS (Similar here) | Shoes: Koumi Koumi (Similar here)

Bag: Nine West (Similar here) | Lunch bag: Sugar Booger (Similar here) | Earrings: Old (Similar here)  

 

And now, the continuation to my previous post. To recap, Glamour Magazine had this article about what women should know and have by the age of 30 which we obviously know to take for absolute law. If you haven't gone around getting this list checked off, you must not be ready for REAL LIFE.

30 Things Every Woman Should Have and Know by the Time She's 30

 

By 30, you should know:

1. How to fall in love without losing yourself.
Also important, how to not fall down or get lost.
2. How you feel about having kids.
No snarky response here. I respect all women and their decisions.
3. How to quit a job, break up with a man and confront a friend without ruining the friendship.
a) Scream "I QUIT!" then pee on your boss' desk and run away. b) Scream "I QUIT!" then pee on your boyfriend's desk and run away. c) Scream "HOW DARE YOU PEE ON MY DESK?" then pee on her desk and run away.
4. When to try harder and when to walk away.
a) When you're trying to open a jar of pasta sauce and you've already boiled the pasta. b) After you've farted in a public space.
5. How to kiss in a way that communicates perfectly what you would and wouldn’t like to happen next.
I haven't managed to nail this one. Kissing to say 'I'm going to take a shower and then fall asleep' is really difficult.
6. The names of: the secretary of state, your great-grandmother and the best tailor in town.
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
7. How to live alone, even if you don’t like to.
I could totally live alone as long as I had a dog or a few and then I could fulfill my dream of being a crazy dog lady.
8. How to take control of your own birthday.
I don't find pretending that it's not happening very difficult. 
9. That you can’t change the length of your calves, the width of your hips or the nature of your parents.
It's like they've never heard of plastic surgery or being really bossy and forcing people to do things against their wills.
10. That your childhood may not have been perfect, but it’s over.
HALLELUJAH!
11. What you would and wouldn’t do for money or love.
I have a friend who would eat a fish chip squashed in someone's armpit for money. I think she would probably do the same for love. I wouldn't do either. 
12. That nobody gets away with smoking, drinking, doing drugs or not flossing for very long.
I think this is something you should know like at least by the age of 20. Honestly, it should just be known. 
13. Who you can trust, who you can’t and why you shouldn’t take it personally.
a) My mom b) my mom when she says she bought me a donut c) it's in her nature to offer said donut to the three other people she's met prior to meeting me.
14. Not to apologize for something that isn’t your fault.
SORRY NOT SORRY
15. Why they say life begins at 30.
Because they are bad at numbers. 

While these lists have some nuggets of wisdom, I would like to think that at the next milestone, whenever that is, the main thing you should have is moments of unadulterated happiness and to know that every person is different so checking off general lists of 'what we should know' is kind of silly. 

Thanks for reading! 

Advanced control

Shirt: Sheinside

Skirt: ASOS (Similar here)

Shoes: Superga

Clutch: New Look (Similar here)

Necklace: Topshop (Similar here) | Ring: And Mary | Bracelet: Agnes B (Similar here)

Sunglasses: Aldo (Similar here) | Earrings: Gift from Cyn from the V&A (Similar here)

I really enjoy reviewing things I use and sharing it with you guys because it makes me feel like I'm doing y'all a service (and good service is totally important don't you think?) and because then I make the stuff that I like a little bit more popular. This next thing I'm going to share with you is near and dear to my heart, because I literally apply it somewhere close to my heart. And also because without it, I might have those unsightly underarm sweat patches. You know, the ones that seem to appear mostly when you're giving the most important presentation of your life, and you have to lift your arm to point out something and for some reason you're in a kinda fitted blue cotton top and the colour around your pits is now a darker blue and everyone is giggling and it's like a nightmare you just can't wake up from.

INTRODUCING MITCHUM ANTI-PERSPIRANT AND DEODORANT!!!

Such control.

I use the roll on in the powder fresh scent (I'm trying Waterlily soon as you can see from the picture above) which I found in Boots when I was in London and it's really affordable so I decided I'd give it a try and I will be honest, this gave me some mad advanced control of my armpit perspiration. Seriously, this shizz makes your sweat glands just say ciao for now until you wash it off. It's got some insane staying power and I don't know whether that means I'm going to get armpit cancer but hey, at least I don't smell. I think this is a total service for Singaporean people because it's the tropics and it is motherfreaking hot outside.

Hey Mitchum, I've got a rebrand suggestion, let's talk.

I think the only down side is that if you apply too much, it can form a whitish layer on your pits that makes it look like you've got mad armpit dandruff or are possibly becoming dessicated from the armpits out. Be warned. But there is honestly no down side to smelling powder fresh (or like a waterlily - to be confirmed)

Thanks for reading!

Future me

Dress: Far East Plaza (Similar here and here)

Shoes: Missoni

I salute you!

Bag: Aldo (Similar here)

Necklace: Twentyeight Lane (Similar here) | Ring: Mango (Similar here)

In the future, when our cars are all hovercrafts and we travel overseas via teleportation tubes, I think that this get up will totally be our uniform. And that includes the guys. Because by then, we would have broken down all gender stereotypes and look it's just way more cooling so why not right?

Is there a point to this? No. Probably not. But am I gonna continue writing anyway? HELL YEAH. Until I get bored maybe. Then I'll go watch binge watch Parks and Rec so I can get it out of the way before Game of Thrones starts. Because once that happens, I'm basically in a GoT cave of delusion and I'm all dragons and potions and WINTERISCOMING and nothing else exists.

But seriously, how excited are you for GoT? It's making me quiver with excitement and you know, when people are quivering, it's generally a good thing.

Thanks for reading my utter garbage. And sorry. But not really.

Illusions

Dress: Smooch the Label

Shoes: Mango (Similar here)

Earrings: Chinatown (Similar here) | Bracelet: Vintage hand me down (Similar here)

Rings: Vintage hand me downs (Similar here and here) | Bag: Red Valentino

There are some illusions at work here (or maybe they're at play, I don't know). Obviously, the first illusion is the dress with its peekaboo effect created by the lace overlay on top of the skin toned netting. It's almost as if it's saying, "OMG there's a naked body under here!" but not really. Those beige sides were actually cut outs but I really don't want to get yelled at by some random aunty so I had some similar beige material sewn in to cover up the nakedness.

The second illusion is how tall and thin I look (at least to me la!) My photographer today (THANKS A BUNCH GARY!!) was a total pro and insisted I pose and pose and pose to get the right angles so I could make my waist look smaller, my legs longer and my hand look less weird. I think I might have to hire him for a permanent photography role. Or just to bark orders at me whenever I'm slouching or letting my hair fall all over my face like a crazed cat lady.

The third illusion is the magic trick: Pick a card from this imaginary stack of cards. Now look at that card and hold it in your mind. Now put it back into the imaginary stack..............Was the card you picked a queen of hearts? No? Well, then the illusion I had you under was that for half a second, you thought I had magic. Unless it WAS the queen of hearts then holyhotcowbells you can hail me as your new prophet!

Thanks for reading! xoxo prophet alexwearsstuffanddoesmagic.

Back to the regular scheduled program

Dress: Camille & Marc

So sleepy.

Shoes: Charles & Keith (Similar here)

Earrings: Diva (Similar here) | Ring: Unknown (Similar here)

 And I'm back! Wearing stuff! Responding to the pleas of 'where are the OOTDs? Bring back the OOTDs!' although okay, to be honest, only one person asked and I think maybe she's trying to single white female me. But I'm baaaack!

Today's outfit was partially sponsored by the Mousie's Wallet Foundation who generously donated this dress to support the Alex Wears Stuff cause. The initial goal of wearing stuff has been reached (as you can tell by my non-nudity) but donations in all forms are welcome. *coughhintcough*

Basically, it's tough work being an aspiring fashion blogger because it requires so much upfront capital expenditure. But somebody's gotta do it. You're welcome, world.

Thanks for reading, and thanks for the donations you beautiful, kind, warm, sweet, generous, lovely people.

I heart cutouts (and Fridays)

Dress: MDS Collections

Escue me miss, are you a moder?

Shoes: Koumi Koumi

Bag: Calvin Klein Jeans

Watch: Swatch | Bracelet: Agnes B | Ring: Aldo

My love for flashing skin (see first post for evidence) continues to this day apparently. Years ago, I bought an expensive cotton tank top with side cutouts for a whopping $200 (it was half off okay so it's practically saving $200 if you think about it. Suuuure)! Someone asked me if it was cheaper because it had holes in it. Dammit it's fayshun man shuddup.

Although the prices don't get slashed along with the material, I've come to my senses and no longer spend a ton on too expensive pieces (unless really really really worth it. Suuuuure) which leads me to this dress. I got it from a local blogshop so it was affordable and I really dig the cutouts (which I think is pretty modest when it comes to showing skin) and the pixelated heart prints.

I paired the dress with some heart cutout shoes which goes to show how much of a slave I am to a theme. Plus the hearts are a way for me to declare my love for Fridays because it means I get to be a pigu (a mix between a butt and a pig) for 2 days and not move at all. TGIF!!!*

Thanks for reading, I hope you have a wonderful weekend filled with skin flashing and being a major pigu if that's what makes you happy!

* I drafted this on Friday but went to watch Edge of Tomorrow instead of blogging. The movie was kind of dumb.