“if there’s a single lesson that life teaches us, it’s that wishing doesn’t make it so. ” // l. grossman

if i could – if i had an oil lamp in my possession out of which a genial genie escaped when i gave it a good embrace – my wishes would be a gloriously self-indulgent affair.

of course, i’d want to cure world-hunger, ease suffering, and put an end to force, crime and war, and make sure the moppet was well and forever cared for; but seeing that this endeavor is rather lighter in tone, let’s for a minute, put a cap on loftier world sufferings and take out the pin in my, incredibly superficial ones.

i could think of things to wish for that would knock your socks off – hell, i’d change the shape of my feet, so that shoes of all shapes and styles wouldn’t have me crying uncle after two hours of wear – keep your socks on. i’d dwell on my hair, the smoosh of my hips, my bell-bottomed bottom.

but you know the one thing i wouldn’t change? my baby blues. they’re green, but i wouldn’t get near ‘em. i’m forever grateful for that one genetic anomaly that gifted me with eyes i don’t mind. in fact, i don’t need to change them at all, but enhance them i will. and how.

 

marcjacobs

 

bobbibrown

➝ source : aqua matic in electric blue via make up forever

➝ source : highliner in introvert via marc jacobs beauty

➝ source : chaos 24/7 glide-on liner via urban decay

➝ source : long-wear gel liner in graphite shimmer via bobbi brown

“it is difficult to see why lace should be so expensive; it is mostly holes.” // m.w. little

lace has forever left me a bit nonplussed.

on the one hand, i think it to be gorgeous in all its webby intricacy yet, on the other, i can’t shake it’s leaning toward either the eternally bridal (read: laughably virginal), or of the siren, (usually italian in heritage, and sophia loren in buxom gorgeousness).

the first and only time i ever wore lace, it was a cream, more than it was white, wedding dress, (because who was i kidding?) and i don’t think i’ve felt the urge to don lace either before or since. that is, of course, until lately.

of course, it’s so like me to finally come around so much later than most everyone else. it’s as if i won’t allow myself to like something wildly popular until its become pretty much commonplace.

lace has been around since before the 16th century, you would’ve thought i would’ve cottoned on to its charms an age ago.

thakoon

marni

vanessabruno

 

➝ source : lace detail dress via thakoon

➝ source : night tangle lace top via day birger et mikkelsen

➝ source : marni sheer floral skirt via far fetch

➝ source : lace panel dress via vanessa bruno

“dig your well before you’re thirsty.” // s. godin

i woke up with a scratch in my throat; the cup in my bathroom was akin to imagining a desert oasis. my elbows are rough, my heels can smooth wood like sandpaper, my eyes itch and my hair is a dry mop.

though my face still has a waxy sheen, everything else has caught up with the cooler weather and i’m now dried to crisp – i am a veritable ronco dehydrator.

i need to be immersed in lotion, top to tail, and right quick. before i’m so brittle i crack the next time someone dares give me a hug.

percy&reed

intelligentnutrients

rahua

thisworks

➝ source : totally TLC hydrating mask via percy & reed

➝ source : lip delivery nutrition via intelligent nutrients

➝ source : body lotion via rahua

➝ source : perfect heels rescue balm via this works

“there is nothing new except what has been forgotten.” // m. antoinette

my modus operandi is relatively clear – at least it is my mind.

i’ve made no illusions to the fact that i’m not really about being frugal – i’m not a wastrel – i am not telling you to squander all your means for sequins and lipstick, but i’m definitely not going to say that i don’t like a bit of pretty in my life – i do, and always will.

i’d like to think, however, that there’s a bit more meaning behind the odds and ends i happen to highlight here. it’s always shaded with a personal anecdote, a rather large helping of sarcasm, and more than a fair share of self-deprecation; i mean, if you can’t laugh at yourself, you’d find yourself in a mighty big puddle.

sometimes though, my meaning is straightforward, the desire, clear. i want something new, and i want it… now.

that would be the point of my site’s new design – it was long overdue, and well, i just adore it, (and hope you do too).

it almost has that new car smell, it’s so fresh and clean. and then, there’s the rest.

those things? well, i’m just pining away…

weebit

 

 

ps

 

mm6

 

 

➝ source : a wee bit’s lovely redesign by the ever-so talented ana & brandi at blogmilk

➝ source : splattered leather satchel via proenza schouler

➝ source : hammered temple cuff via bing bang

➝ source : MM6 asymmetric hem dress via henrik vibskov

“i busted a mirror and got seven years bad luck, but my lawyer thinks he can get me five.” // s. wright

i’m not easily lead down the garden path.

though my character is pretty much defined to a T in monthly horoscopes for those whose birthdays fall between april 20th, and may 21st, and my head can sometimes be found not in the clouds, but in the stars; i’d hate to admit defeat to something as woo as mercury being in retrograde – but first, let me show you this large white flag i’m going to wave.

i surrender to whatever bad mojo i’ve incurred, whomever i crossed, and to whoever’s doorstep i breeched without twisting my fingers into a hand of figa first. i obviously did something bad – very, very bad.

and if bad comes in threes, my trifecta is up – if it started by being drenched from waist to toe in coffee, that lead to having my smart(ass) phone being stolen, to my most favoured céline sunglasses being smashed to bits by my very own car, then well, i’m frightened to think of what’s coming next.

i’m keeping my head down, (tucked deep into my oversized collar), and staying way out of trouble until the stars align and are smiling down in my favour again.

let it be soon?

 

 

mantu

 

➝ source : helmut lang hooded jacket via la garçonne

➝ source : herno funnel neck padded jacket via harvey nichols

➝ source : mantu coat via far fetch

➝ source : oversized sweater via marc jacobs

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