
Above, today's accessory: This picture is inspired by the classic proposal stance.
I was looking for an interesting way to shoot my Diamond ring by AMT, when I came across this beautifully illustrated edition of The Nutcracker Ballet in my closet. After photographing the ring against this particular scene and uploading the photograph onto my computer, I edited away Marie's left arm, then added in the words you see on top to fake my own storyline :)
10 March 2009— Oh hello, Red Riding
The defining piece of today's ensemble is below-the-knee and immensely red. It looks like a skirt but is actually a pair of pants — the clever trick that is the culottes. Wearing them distinguishes me from the crowd. It gives me the benefit of style without having to compromise on comfort. And, it gives me the benefits of a flare silhouette without having to worry about the harassment of the wind.

(The culottes were rather crumpled when I photographed my outfit, so pardon the eyesore!)

faces print T-shirt, printed inside-out, last worn here - Hong Kong
black opaque stockings worn as scarf (see it worn on the legs here) - South Korea
red culottes last worn here - made by mum for herself years ago, altered to fit me
black bow hairclip last worn here - gift from Fourth Aunt
dark red mini sling bag - vintage, mum's
black acrylic diamond silhouette ring last worn here - byAMT, formerly known as Alissia MT
black wrinkle patent oxfords last worn here - Gojane

As you have probably guessed by now, I am not much of a T-shirt person. There are only three T-shirts in my wardrobe and this is one of them. What drew me to this particular piece was how the design of the T-shirt had been printed on the inside; so basically, you wear the shirt inside out. See that prominent line running down the side of my shirt? That's the stitches at the seam. I got this shirt at a bargain price of HK$10 (SGD equivalent of $2). Methinks it was probably a factory reject — the T-shirt had been mistakenly printed on the wrong side. What constitutes one man's trash is another man's treasure, though.

If you think something looks odd about my scarf in the previous picture, you are probably right. It's not a scarf at all but a pair of opaque stockings wrapped around my neck for a scarf! I strongly felt that my outfit needed a scarf to complete the look, and since I didn't have a black scarf with me, I improvised.

This bag is my mother's. I used to think it was an ugly bag and had no qualms about telling my mother that. Years later, I am swallowing my own words as I find myself instinctively reaching for this beautifully dark red mini sling to spice up today's ensemble...

Today my head ditched Good, Old Common Sense and made friends with the ever insensible Frivolity. And Frivolity sent me off to school in my 4 inches high oxfords, with the promise of dashing style and enviable long pins. It took me just ten minutes of strenuous marching to realise I had wronged Good, Old Common Sense, and Frivolity should never be trusted. A humbled girl retired her oxford booties later that evening.
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