I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

Cardigan Jacket – Mum’s old Geiger, Shirt – Courtesy of Motel Rocks, Bag & Skirt – Vintage, Shoes – Topshop, Bodypiece – Brook & Lyn

Thank you Kit for the shots!!

I can hear outfit repeat! in the crowd, who was that, come up to the stage let me do a song for you. Indeed you’ve seen something similar before, (this one?) what with the same socks that I didn’t wash since then and all… but World, the supreme purpose of the style section of this blog has just been revealed. The reason, for the dogged efforts at having outfit posts, is to serve relief during preparation of an important event where I’ve not mustered enough courage to step out of the hot water into the cold air in the shower and ended up spending half the getting-ready time under water… without an outfit planned. The archive is plentiful, and plagiarising your own stuff is probably as legal as this.

Bag – WWA courtesy of Olive Shoppe, Shoes – Beyond Retro, Pants – H! by Henry Holland for Debenhams, Sweater – Courtesy of Maska, Shirt – Courtesy of Motel Rocks, Watch – Casio

It’s really comforting to know that while the other side of the world is raising the roof with fabtastic (ick word) glam (ICK) parties and exclusive fashion affairs, I can pull out my favourite granny sweater and some gold pumps and head out for church and tea with friends.
At this pace once the offsprings start popping out this place will quickly mellow into a mommy blog and you’ll start hearing about how I discipline my children with a newspaper roll and that February is the month for vaccines. Hopefully by then the era of affluent, celebrity bloggers will have been a chapter long chewed off by my teething kiddies! Ah just wishful thinking – it’s just so comforting not to want to live in someone else’s shoes, or stilettos what have you. Actually I was listening to ‘Part of Your World‘ from Little Mermaid the other day (routine Disney fix) and that bit where Ariel goes I have this this and that… but I want more reminded me of this whole blogger popularity issue – you just can never have enough even if you’re blessed with so much. Maybe I need to start devising an exit plan – but not one that looks like an infant, not yet at least. Unless it’s a dolphin infant…

Thank you Leonie & Ellen for the photos!