from mulberry's roxanne to ysl's muse 2 and now the alexa...
my sartorial tastebuds for the ultimate bag is one and the same.
i simply simply love the briefcase look with a feminine and quirky twist.
the fem manbag. or the masculine yet gorgeously luxe arm candy (no, not my kahyat)
may i present the culmination of all my pulsating and materialistic, vivid multi-coloured and texturised, patented, satin-ned and snake, crocodile embossed wet dreams all smelling of sweet sweet lambskin.
miz proenza you makey my heart singgggg.
PS1. the mother of all psychedelic sartorial wet dreams.
I WANT NOBARDIE NOBARDIE BUT CHOO.
the usual suspect said::
2/08/2010 01:17:00 AM :D
Sunday, December 27, 2009
See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I wait for you
Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails she makes me wait And I wait without you
With or without you
With or without you
Through the storm we reach the shore You give it all but I want more And I'm waiting for you
With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
My hands are tied My body bruised, she's got me with Nothing to win and Nothing left to lose
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
With or without you With or without you I can't live With or without you
the usual suspect said::
12/27/2009 05:05:00 AM :D
Monday, December 21, 2009
FOR YOUR LISTENING PLEASURE, KAHYAT.
the usual suspect said::
12/21/2009 01:35:00 PM :D
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
SO MOTHER-FUCKING SCARY.
cool trailer to include audiences' reactions tho.
very cult.
the usual suspect said::
11/25/2009 02:19:00 PM :D
Saturday, November 21, 2009
20 years...
is too brief a time. at 16, it was also for me a romanticised number i never thought ill get to see and here i am, 23 and putting up with jokes of ageing.
so much for live fast die young huh? it is a blessing to have the inner strength and wisdom to grow old with time afterall. i credit the anchors in my life. anchors are what keeps us sane, keeps us hanging on in the tempest of life.
my bitches, my father and my isaac, my pq, and of cos my past and present lovers. ironically, its those who have come and gone; and those who stick with you throughout that truly keep you alive and kicking.
R.I.P Daul Kim.
the usual suspect said::
11/21/2009 10:18:00 PM :D
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
jeffrey campbell makes SICK shoes.
OHHH. AMMMM. GEEEEE.
i am all gushy and quivering like a lil girl who needs to go wee wee ohhhh so badly. there can only be one ghastly reason for this lack of composure.
THESE BABIES ARE TO DIE FOR!!!!!!
how utterly divine. how fierce! it stinks to be a shoe whore. a broke ass one makes it even more pathetic. why cant i be born a trust fund baby? i can forget about ky but girls? bitches? the other boyfriend?
xmas???
i shall now go cry myself to sleep. must. fucking. have. those. shoes.
:(
supermassive blackhole - muse
the usual suspect said::
11/18/2009 03:48:00 AM :D
it took one ugly thing to make everything beautiful again.
the usual suspect said::
11/18/2009 02:06:00 AM :D
Friday, November 13, 2009
COS I WANT YOUR BODY NEED YOUR BODY
for my homegirl, mo. cos we can do whatever you like. yea whatever you like.
the usual suspect said::
11/13/2009 01:35:00 PM :D
my world in a paper cup
gracie lou freebush
miss artful dodger
1986
st.nicks/cjc/nus theatre studies
//
Let each man exercise the art he knows.
Aristophanes
eclectic*psychedelic
The drama is not dead but liveth
and contains the germs of better things.
-william archer
