Tweed/Leather Combination Jacket: Zara | Cream Top with Slits: Forever 21 | Necklace: Belle Soeurs Accessories | Gold Shorts: Cotton On | Cuff with Chain Details: Passion Meets Style Shop | Spike Bracelet: My Gilded Nest | Head band: Bazaar | Leopard Clogs: Topshop | Bucket Bag: Alexander Wang
I think that when a person witnesses or experiences a traumatic incident, they usually end up having a sort of renewed or re-evaluated perspective of life in general. Some people become a tad bit more anxious and hypervigilant, while others become desensitized (though personally, desensitization after a distressing occurrence sounds near-impossible). To rationalize, I guess we can all chalk such reactions to a person’s upbringing, environment, and personality; though if you ask me, I find it plainly ironic how one distressing situation can possibly have two extremely opposite outcomes.
After this tumultuous past few months, despite all the bizarre (yet coincidental) mishaps seemingly simmering down and the proverbial silver lining creeping up, I cannot help but still be constantly on-guard. At this point, I am confident in the friends and acquaintances I have in my modest network but in effect, I don’t think I’ll be more receptive to anyone new just yet–after all, it’s one thing to be harassed by someone you’re not really familiar with and an entirely different thing when someone you (used to) trust makes a bold move to blatantly stab you in the back (with several witnesses to attest to such action, at that).
But if you look at the cup half-full, then good riddance, right? It’s high time to actually chuck away such ill-mannered individuals out of my social sphere.
That said, I’ve also managed to acquire a distaste for the industry itself–I don’t think I’ll ever be in the mood to sashay around my backyard, taking photos and pretending to be all fine and dandy moreover, gallivanting around different places and events, pretending nothing’s the matter. It doesn’t work that way, not for me at least, and not for anyone sensible–people who are hurt (physically or emotionally) need time to recover, much like literal wounds (and not those that magically heal itself in a span of 24 hours). It’s not instantaneous, really.
However, when you’re left with no other option, you just have to be strong–that’s what my good friend Crissey told me a few months back, and she’s right. I really have no other choice but to suck it all in and cope (there’s always the I’m a victim card but seriously, get real). Don’t get me wrong, I hardly think I’ll be wholly okay anytime soon and I’ll probably be a bit pessimistic but who says I won’t get through it? I will, I assure you, and I’m starting today, with a vengeance.
For some odd reason, my hair lightened tremendously. I think I’ll have to re-dye it to a deeper color by the end of this week. The whole brunette look is starting to grow on me, and I like how the color brings out and sharpens my features. Also, I’m trying out the “almost-no makeup look” (save for my pale rose Prestige lipstick, Laura Mercier under-eye concealer, and Shiseido Camellia blush) and I think I look slightly pallid–in a good way, kind of. Shall I declare this the Edward Cullen look?
A gorgeous combination of two tough-girl pieces–chains, spikes, and skulls. I absolutely love how this cuff from Passion Meets Style is so versatile, I can pair it up with an ensemble and make it adapt to whatever look I want–be it sweet or edgy. On the other hand, I love this spiked bracelet from My Gilded Nest–I love that it’s one-of-a-kind and exquisitely made. I’m all for quirky details but more than that, I love how it’s a wonderful balance of simple and elaborate as well.
Maybe one day, if the progeny of my loins would want to borrow this and wear it to some cult meeting, I would be more than generous enough to lend it to him/her.
My latest acquisition: the Alexander Wang Diego bucket bag with rose-gold details. Funny thing is, I used to be so vehemently opposed to Alexander Wang leather goods especially after the release of its Rocco design–I thought it was a fodder for scoliosis and just too edgy for the life of me.
When I saw the Diego however, I sang a different tune–I love bucket bags in general and I love how ergonomic the design is. The bag’s leather and studs make it extremely heavy but due to its strap, the weight is somehow manageable (but probably not for long hours). Also, I love the fact that when you use the short strap, it tightens the mouth of the bag–I think it’s very nifty and practical!
My Topshop clogs from post-summer. I’ve never worn them yet until now but when I dropped by Topshop Rockwell yesterday, a spin-off of the design with black-suede covered heels instead of wooded clogs were on display.