GO SINGAPORE!

Top & shorts: from France (Similar here) | Shoes: ASOS | Bag: Kate Spade | Necklace: Topshop (Similar here)

So I think it's safe to say that most of us here in Singapore are experiencing fervent national pride because not only did our nation just turn 51 (happy birthday, you saucy broad), we've also just witnessed the first Singaporean to ever win an Olympic* gold medal - Yup, if you've been living under a rock, welcome back - Joseph Schooling, a 21 year boy man just snagged the gold in the 100m butterfly event. Besides setting a new Olympic, Asian and national record, he beat human-torpedo-fish Michael Phelps who has so many Olympic medals he could probably make at least twenty Poseidon spears out of them. And he totally should because that would be dope. He could use the remainder to make a throne.

My Facebook timeline seems as if I've joined a Joseph Schooling fan club so I've seen a couple of great interviews and stories. One that caught my eye was about a bunch of people leaving negative comments about how he's not really Singaporean since he spent most of his formative years in the states training and going to school and all that.

In the same vein, Rihanna's from Barbados but her work was produced in the states. Do you think Barbadians are all "Nahhh she ain't one of us. B*tch better have my money" NO. Because that would be weird. Ok that might not be the best comparison because I'm really exhausted right now so maybe not the same vein after all.

I just think that the idea of nationality goes much deeper than what race a person is, or what accent they speak with, or where they study. It's a confluence of all those things and more, but most importantly, it's also about personal belief. If he is proud to call himself a Singaporean (I am assuming he hasn't said he's not), who are you (nameless faceless anonymous internet person) to deny him that, and who are you to deny your countrymen who are happy to embrace him with open arms this small joy?

Anyway, I'm not angry or ranting. I see the other side of the coin, I recognise that we may not have really been part of the secret sauce that produced this Schooling magic, but nonetheless, in the spirit of the Olympics, let's not squabble over this, let's gather to rejoice in the great sporting achievements, ogle the hotties with the bodies, and marvel at the fact that teenagers are reaching the maximum of the body's potential while most of us struggle to put on our pants in the morning.

MAJULAH SINGAPURA!

* Let's also take the time to recognise that Singaporean Yip Pin Xiu won gold in backstroke for the Paralympics though. Champs all around!

Popular

Top & Skirt set: Chicwish | Shoes: New Look (Similar here) | Sunglasses: Pieces (Similar here)

Brooch: Etsy | Earrings: Vincci (Similar here) | Ring: Vintage (Similar here) 

This cute gingham set makes me nostalgic as it reminds me of my kindergarten uniform. I was trying to look for a photo of me in my uniform but the photo cupboard is just insane and in no order so I gave up because I'm lazy. I just took one offline although I recall that in my time it had a little bow on each side and also was sleeveless. 

None of these children are me. They look too happy to be me.

I was sooo popular in kindergarten - I had one friend who only wanted to be my friend on days when the other kids weren't being friends with her. She would loudly announce that she's 'NOT MY FRIEND' on those days when she had better options. Trouble was, our helpers were friends and they'd bring us to Macdonalds after school sometimes and on those off days, she would literally ignore me. What a giant flaming turd. But being angry at a memory and at the folly of a child is really stupid so let's move on. 

I think however, that I did have a boyfriend then... I don't recall his name but I think he was Eurasian and wore spectacles. We'd go to the caged windows at break time... (Hey Newton Kindergarten, why the hell were the windows caged???? Were we being held captive??) and we would hold hands and count the buses going past. I think sometimes there could be up to 4 buses. DING DING DING WORLD RECORD MUCH??? 

Other than that, the memories are pretty sparse... I was a penguin in a school musical, and I fainted once during assembly (and got to go home so that was awesome), and I think I would sometimes see a boy in the class next to mine that was separated by a bookshelf and we would smile at each other. So basically, in summary, I had no friends, possibly because I was really boy-crazy, and I found really simple things joyful and memorable. 

How wonderful those simple times were. I miss it so much. What were your fondest memories?

Thanks for reading! 

Who are you calling old?

Top and skirt set: Sheinside

Shoes: Velvet

Bag: Prada (Similar here)

Earrings: Diva (Similar here)

Ring: House of Harlow (Similar here)

I elicited a range of comments in this outfit. Most of them were along the lines of 'retro', 'vintage', '70's inspired'. Obviously, being a draaaaaamaaaaa queen, what I heard was 'you look old'. At this point, my big uh-0 is sneaking up on me and while I desperately cling to the last vestiges of my youth, I am super sensitive about aging. You can bet that I ain't wearing this for a while.

Nonetheless, I was overjoyed by fact that my shoes and the skirt and top set are an exact colour match. It's the small things that count, people.

Thanks for reading, I'm turning 20 if anyone asks.

You'll be in my heart... Maybe

Top and skirt: ASOS

If you're wondering why my face looks weird... Join the club of 'me too!'

'Need to pee' pose - so hot right now.

Clutch: Klear Klutch

Shoes: Superga

I'm going on vacation to California tomorrow so I'll be taking a break from posting as I will be too busy seeing sights, hearing sounds and eating food, although mostly it'll be the food thing. But I'll be back and while I wish it'll be with a haul of great stuff, it is unlikely because mommy says money doesn't grown on trees (even though paper comes from trees so she's clearly not aware of science) and also because I'm going with my warden (the boo) who will nag my ear off and then some if I spend any money unnecessarily.

I shall bid you adieu temporarily but like the terminator (I'm the shoppinator), I'LL BE BACK!

Two becomes one

Bustier and skirt set: Smooch the Label

Bag: Mango (Similar here)

Ring: Mango (Similar here) | Bracelet: Quintessential (Similar here)

Shoes: Mphosis (Similar here)

Earrings: Canada (Similar here)

I think we all deserve a big pat on our backs because we made it to yet another weekend. *Pat pat pat* I gave myself three because I'm self-indulgent.

This looks like a dress but it's a two piece set - a bustier and a high waisted skirt. Lately I've gone a bit bananas for two piece sets (look out for more amazing matching co-ords in the coming weeks! Wow how is that for building suspense huh?) As they say, 'two is better than one'. The same can also be said about cupcakes. And chocolate bars. And Tori Q sticks (although with that I think honestly 3 or 4 is actually better than 1 and omg now I am hungry.

Thanks for reading, have a great weekend OMNOMNOMNOMNOM.

Pyjamas party

The inspiration | Pic courtesy of Red Carpet Fashion Awards

PJ party action | Pic courtesy of Beautifully Fierce

My take on the zzz time look

Top: Vila | Pants: Vila

Bag: Prada (Similar here)

Necklace: Gift from Mousie (Similar here) | Ring: Gift from Cyn (Similar here)

Shoes: Asos (Similar here)

When Marc Jacobs pioneered pyjamas as going-out clothes, and Rihanna (and various others) started redefining the idea of 'just got out of bed', I think I might have done an eye roll or two. However, as I slouched around today in my drawstring pants and loose tank top set, I couldn't help but feel somewhat pyjama-adjacent.... And it was awesome. Not only was I mad comfortable, but I also felt super cool. Something about the slouchy vibe and matching co-ords made me feel like, hey, maybe Rihanna and Marc (first name basis yo) were right.

I'm still far from wearing my silk PJ set out (who am I kidding, I don't own silk PJs, my sleepwear is absolute rubbish) and trust me, I still think it's kind of batsh*t crazy but it is so nice to just be comfortable and not have to think about sucking in your gut all day long.

Thanks for reading, slumber party???

The shoppers guide to the galaxy

Crop top + skirt: ASOS

Earrings: Diva

Bag: FCUK | Shoes: Vincci

Watch: Swatch | Ring: Gift from Cyn

Be kind to animals

 As a busy worker bee, I don't have much time to shop so I've turned to online shopping in a big way, much to the dismay of my bank account.While there are downsides to online shopping (makes you look like a cow, feels like sandpaper, etc), there can also be pleasant surprises too. Like this outfit, When I bought it on ASOS, I thought it was a dress but it turned out to be a crop top and midi-skirt connected by large round buttons to make it a dress. I am clearly not very observant because I didn't realise this upon purchase but I'm happy because it feels like two for the price of one!

So as a self-proclaimed online shopping expert, here are my online shopping tips which you probably already know since you weren't born in a cave of no logic:

1. Read the descriptions.
2. Ogle at the picture and consider how great the model looks then minus about 30%-50% of the greatness to imagine how it might look on a mere mortal if you're a short and not stick-thin human like me. 
3. Watch them strut the runway if video is provided because then you can pick up tips on how to look cool while walking in said desired clothes.
4. Buy the size that you actually are, not what you want to be. Unless you're a superhuman who can lose weight by just breathing (in which case, please tell me your secrets oh great one!)
5.  Look at the price. Cry. Look at the price again. Cave in and whip out your credit card. 

Thanks for reading my young Padawans, you are most welcome, happy shopping!