Earrings, Khaki Cut-Offs: Forever 21 | Olive Green Studded Sweater: Mango | Belt: Guangzhou Market | Bag: YS: | Ring, Spike Bracelets: Yhansy | Studded Cuff: Les Roux | Marching Band Flats: Popart
Before anyone tries to jump into conclusions, let me clarify–no, I am not encountering a slow descent of sorts and no, I don’t think I’ll be spiraling out of control anytime soon. I’ve had my breakdown earlier this year and I don’t think I have it in me to have another one. Despite the seemingly loaded (not to mention, appropriate) title, I assure you that there are no hidden connotations and the title is merely derived from one of the New Pornographer’s songs.
Anyway, forgive me for my week long absence; as some of you may (or may not) have heard, I am going through some things and my social network is in total disarray. I am yet figuring out how to handle the whole situation but I confident that I’ll manage. Maybe one of these days, when I am able to fully grasp the situation, I will be releasing an “official statement” but as of now, nothing is writ in stone (despite the very compelling evidence).
Next, I would humbly admit that I am close to being nobody in the virtual world–that’s me for you, slightly low-key in terms of keeping acquaintances, and very candid as a person–so I find it extremely distressing and degrading that some horrible and sensationalized gossip were being said about me (and my family). I think the proverbial icing on the cake is when the said accusers were deflecting their wrongdoings and pinning the blame on myself and JL (so it’s like virtual suicide? seriously, how retarded is that).
Anyway, enough of that, this was the casual outfit I wore when I accompanied JL and her family to one of her doctor’s appointments. Here are a few more photos: