The Golden Rule

Finally back in Singapore! 

For the moment, Luke, my white person college buddy from Australia is here to visit for a couple of days, and Heather, Claire and I have been taking him sightseeing. I can say that I have never done as much sightseeing in Singapore in my whole life as I have just done in the past three days. Also, I have never appreciated the invention of air conditioners more than I have as of now. 

The most painful (but fun) places we've been to so far are the botanical gardens and the zoo. Every time I spot another one of those special air-conditioned viewing centers, I feel like the heavens has just bestowed a gift on me. I then proceed to slow-motion run in relief towards the center, tears of bliss pouring down my face. Of course this takes place in my head. In real life I just let out a grunt of approval and trudge over at a slightly faster pace. 

My white person  friend Luke was kind enough to snap some quick outfit photos for me, so here they are! So deeply in love with my new Bimba and Lola bag that is perfect for spicing up any dull outfit. I already know this will become one of my holiday fashion staples. Also loving the Criminal Damage cropped shirt that is such a clever play on words. 

Will update again really soon with a Christmas themed nail post! Look forward to it! 

Dis ma white person  Luke. Nice to have you visit!

Criminal Damage 'Give In To Me" crop top | Bimba and Lola Arizona Collection bag | ASOS black high waisted skorts

Emporio Armani Men's Watch AR2447 | Gold Sequin Flats | Forever21 bangle

 Cateye sunnies similar here | Mouawad necklace - Heidi Klum collection

UNICORN LOVE, 

- R 

Freshly Minted

I actually had a different outfit in mind, because it has been warming up, and just yesterday Melbourne presented us with the most glorious sunny day. I was going wear the cutest paisley romper for this post in celebration of that. And what happened when I woke up this morning?

It was cold. And windy. Did I mention cold? The weather was just like: Nope. Nope. Nope. Here's a big bucket of nope.

On the other hand, it might be a while before I get to layer up on snuggly knits, so I pulled out all the pieces that have been staples in my wardrobe during the chilly bits this spring. I put on my favourite mint sweater over a fun polka dotted skater skirt and a collared blouse and paired it with my ever trusty creeper wedges.

Aaaaaand also, exams are out, and I'm scheduled to be on a plane home in four days! You have no idea how ready I am to revel in the freedom of the coming holidays, because I am so over studying and writing essays. It does promise to be a pretty happening few months ahead, with some friends from Melbourne coming down to visit and possibly an overseas trip in the early stages of planning.

So hyped, see you all real soon! :'D

P.S: I also realise I hardly smile for any of my pictures, so there's an awkward smile for you. ehehehehe.

Mint green cropped sweater similar here | polka dotted skater skirt from River Island | cateye sunnies similar here

Underground UK Wulfrun creeper wedges | Pocket Horse Medium Bag from LaPalette 

Many thanks to Jen who helped out with the photos, he instagrams @yjjenjen! 

UNICORN LOVE AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS, 

- R 

Nocturnal

Children of a distant epoch,

constellations caught in our eyes,

dancing in the dark,

infinite

           pitter    patter

of midnight rain.

We inhaled stars by the lungful,

craving the almost imperceptible          

white noise;

breath of 

universes collecting thoughts,

deep in dormant slumber.

We were alive,

moonlight painting

breath

            skin

                     minds.

We watched the spectacle 

of night -

while its audience slept -

holding glass dreams

apart

           a      part

in our hands.

            

I bet you all didn't know I was a closet writer! 

My psychology exam is in two days and here I am, dawdling away my last precious midnight hours. Just thought I might share with everyone the occasional poem my crazy, overloaded brain decides to spew out in the middle of the night. It's one of the less offensive ones of the lot, or at least it is to me. I felt that it was a pity if it was just going to be left collecting dust in the recesses of my book, so here it is.

#sleepisfortheweak

UNICORN LOVE, 
- R