Being Vintage

I was actually influenced by one of my friends in FB. She loves vintage clothing so much. I saw her wearing one of her vintage outfits during Hari Raya and it was awesome! I was immediately captured by the beauty of the clothes pattern and it's colour. Pastel. Vintage clothing always go with pastel.

Picture courtesy of Sunny Sideup Closet

Imagine if I'm wearing the vintage dress with a proper 'kain kurung moden'. Would it be nice then? Oh I am so into vintage clothing! I sketched some design and asked my tailor whether or not she is able to do it. After some alteration and discussion, she's going to materialized my design. Hopefully everything will run smoothly. Can't wait to wear my own design, flaunting it to school! =.=! Designing is giving me an adrenalin rush! It was so much fun!

Can't wait can't wait can't wait!

I Am Pretty, Aite?

Fat.

Yeah. There are so many places that need something to be done with. I can no longer tame my appetite. It’s gone wild and it scares me too. My clock is ticking by stuffing my mouth full. Picture this; as soon as my eyes are open then there goes the eating regime. Unhealthy food I must say. A late night McD chicken set is something unbearable. Worst, if you icing it with strawberry sundae + oreo Mcflurry almost every night.

My husband is very cool on this. He said I’m at my best looking like this. Excuse me, a pregnant lady who isn’t pregnant at all? And you call this pretty? God, men are weird. Most of them are flaunting themselves to death if they have skinny girlfriend and super-skinny-wife-who-have-just-gave-birth without extra fats clinging on their muscles but my husband. Because his wife is ain’t like that.

I pity my husband. I know he just don’t wanna make me feel hurt. But it hurts, when deep down inside, you know that somehow, he wants to see you like before. Slim and slender. Pretty and drop dead gorgeous.

But after all, I'm thankful.


Really God, I promise!

You Don't Have To Be Stupid To Look Pretty. Trust Me.

As for me, I prefer simplicity. I have once try to put a lot of things on my body just to fashion. And I looked like a walking drag queen. Or perhaps like a peasant during the crusader's age. Totally oblivious! Yeah, it was failed on me. So that kind of thing is out from my list now.

I admire how some bloggers and real life people (not saying that blogger isn't very much alive. Ha-di-ha!) carry their looks. Some of them guiltily fashionable and some of them are totally a dustbin. May I suggest - that some of them really like stupid too. But still,they gained compliments from people whom adore them. Oh this may sound very hypocritical and suicidal, but sometimes, I don't know, whether they are complimenting with sincere or it is just another form of  deceiving art?

Just, don't be a hypocrite.

Fashion Victim

Yeah. I'm one of those kinky misfit ladies who desperately try to fashioned. And have failed. Pity me pity me. I hold grudge towards skinny ladies who can wear whatever they want without even bothering extra lumps and bumps mingling on their body. Pathetic I must say, when you try a pair of jeans and it can't fit you! The feeling is like you have sinned! A big one!

Oh I have seen girls putting over-sized ribbon on their head. It looks so cool and pretty awesome too. And when I tried it on my head, I was looking like a crazy old spinster! Where is the justice! Life has been unfair to me!

I always adore girls who dress to impress and succeed. And they are many!

Unlike me, I'm the reverse version of fashionista. Fashion don't fits me. Fashion hates me. We didn't get along quite well.

To say I'm a fashion victim!