Awkward Lengths

I constantly find myself wearing things that i have previously condemned- see Birkenstocks (the denunciation stage came after the brand became my mum's preferred choice of footwear for my feet between the ages of 6 and 10, hence subsequent years of Boston Clog phobia *shudders*). Case in point- culottes, which have apparently become the latest pinnacle of fashion (add a slurred 'darrrrrling' for extra effect) alongside over-frayed denim and other trends my grandmother would righteously claim she wore first (and probably better). But then again it isn't too hard to succumb to the comfort, ventilation and quirk that comes with the love-child of bermuda shorts and palazzo pants. In fact, traipsing around the Southbank with old school friends before our second Korean dinner in two days was probably the most fun i'd had in a while after a busy week of not-reading and not-being a proactive law student. But then legally, an omission or failure to act still has consequences in their own right and therefore I've still been doing something??? Excuse me whilst i convince myself so and refrain from punching me in the face if you ever studied law.

Also, i'm planning some exciting tweaks to this space...aesthetically and content-wise. Thinking of doing more lifestyle posts- what would you like to see more of? Film photos? Food photos? Holla at me in the comments and i'll note 'em down. 
I'm wearing: American Apparel Fisherman jumper, Asos culottes, Asos loafers, Kara bag. Photos by Bryant Lee

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Little Miss Sunshine

Our first full London edit...photographed by Bryant and styled by the both of us. No matter how many times i shoot, i'm never as comfortable in front of the camera as i am with friends, even when (albeit, collectively) geographically displaced. For this shoot we wanted to try something different, cool (all meaningless words used to the extent of nullification), or at least capture our little home-spirit in the streets of Hackney. Think kebab shops, brick walls, chilly parking lots and the back doors of Chinese supermarkets, meets an amalgamation of all of our styling habits- coats and givenchy a la Bry, messy hair and textures for me and the occasional toga-parka amazingness thanks to Nathan. There are way more photos than the ones i'm posting here but you will find more of them on Bryants account later on, as well as a special feature-to-be in First Love by our friend Denise. Links will be twitterred and extras will be instagrammed so stay tuned! For outfit details see the credits at the end. 
what i'm wearing: outfit one ( coat, skirt, shoes), outfit two ( top, skirt, boots ), outfit three ( jumper, shirt, similar culottes, boots ), outfit four ( skirt, similar top, cardigan, shoes, bralette ). All photos by Bryant Lee. 




Justified an ice cream (see below for carcass) as taking advantage of 'warmer weather'...punctuation is instrumental. Also have been feeling hatty recently, and for all the right reasons- London is the home of beautiful hat stores and their expensive price tags. Hence lucky me for finding this black baby for 10 pounds, even if it is a few (many) sizes too big. Probably the 700th time you've seen a shoot of me eating ice cream...no regrets. 

wearing: top from Aland, bag from Kara, hat from Portobello rd, watch from Daniel Wellington, jeans from Asos, sandals from Birkenstock. Photos by Stephanie Huang



Shades of grey

I'm still alive! And apparently wearing a lot of grey. Would say this is what gloomy weather does to you but it is not gloomy (further evidence that the apocalypse is in fact upon us). These photos were taken by Nat and Bryant pre-sushi so you can see I am very excited (also because grey is such an exhilarating colour to cloak yourself in head-to-ankle). These photos also illustrate my age-old battle with baby-hairs -if you were going to ask (don't), no, i am not balding- so excuse the hair and focus on the unbelievable scarcity of saturation in this outfit, because that never happens (ha). Law school is tiring and has worsened my reliance on caffeine but i don't think that's anything out of the ordinary,  but now i can occasionally not get lost in this extremely confusing city, which is occasionally nice because every single street of soho resembles the one before it and now i'm hungry again so i will make some noodles. 

Wearing Objects Without Meaning coat, Topshop sweater, Monki pants, Asos sandals. Photos by Natalie Chyi and Bryant Lee.