My Life In Squares: 13/14 Summer Photodiary

Well, it does seem like every holiday I just take a one or two month unannounced hiatus from blogging. seeing as I've not put up anything besides nail posts and one sad outfit post this holiday, here's a photodiary (somewhat half assed, I apologise) in hopes of redeeming myself slowly.

Shopping has been good this summer. I have developed a rather unhealthy obsession with rompers. At the start of the holiday, I had one, and I now own six.

/The Brunch Societe X Elceed/  

 /Twenty and Six Espresso. Matchy matchy with my coffee/

/Evening food fair/ 

/Twenty and Six Espresso/

/Chez Dre/ 

/ Le Miel/ 

/Yarra River Sunsets/

/Christmas Nails X The Nail Artelier/  

/Red Pandas. Who wants one?/

/Gardens by the bay OOTD/ 

/Singapore Art Museum/

/Art exhibiton, Singapore Art Museum/

/Mmmm./ 

/First birthday/  

/Who knew one-year-old Rachel loved the outdoors so much?/ 

/Teahouse. The fact that this isn't straight bothers me to no end/ 

/Gardens by the bay OOTD/  

/If the world changed....?/  

/Bimba and Lola/ 

 /Helix bridge x MBS/

/Singapore skyline/ 

/Alma mater/

/ Xiao long bao goodness/ 

 /prince?/ 

 /Chinese New Year nails/

/party, anyone?/ 

/a gift that's the same age as I am/ 

/My new love/

UNICORN LOVE, 

- R 

You're from the 70s, but I'm a 90's bitch

I am born in the year of 94', but since I didn't get the chance to live the fashion of that era - or the lack of, for that matter (think fanny packs, slap bracelets, puka shell necklaces and hair scrunchies) - here's an outfit put together by the three things that can't get anymore 90s: denim, tartan and creepers. Kept a modern touch to the ensemble with the touch of pleather in the shirt and leopard prints on my creepers.

I spent the better part of the rest of the 90s gnawing on teething toys, watching the original series of Thomas The Tank Engine and reading Winnie the Pooh. Oh yeah, I was a HUGE fan. I had a complete set of diecast metal trains, as well as the full series of Winnie the Pooh books and cassette tapes. Apparently I can now sell the trains on eBay as vintage items.

Is it just me, or do I suddenly feel extremely old? My toys are now considered vintage.

Denim Jacket similar here | Tartan Blouse with pleather detailing | Cateye sunnies similar here

Pocket Horse Medium Bag from LaPalette | Triple Sole Leopard Print Creepers from Underground UK

ZARA shorts with rhinestone detailing | studded wrap bracelet | Auriga Watch  by Robergé, Genève.

Many thanks to Jen who helped out with photos! He blogs here, and instagrams at @yjjenjen !

UNICORN LOVE, 

-  R 

Photodiary

I'm sorry for the shabbiness of this post, but I have finally worked my way through the torrent of work spew that's being hurled my way, and I'm going to take a break now.

So here are some visuals I put together over the past few months. The first few are from back when I was in Singapore and Malaysia. My favourite from this whole photoset is probably #3, of the old shophouse on 120 Armenian St. It belongs to a grandaunt of mine.

Fun fact: Sun Yat Sen held a badass revolutionary fundraising meeting here. 

Political fun facts aside, I really love the vintage peranakan vibe the house has to it. It's also got a courtyard that lets in sunlight as well as bedrooms upstairs with beautiful colonial style louvre windows. It's even got that smell of old parquet in some of the upstairs rooms. Go look it up on google, actually, it's pretty fascinating! (the house, I mean. Not how it smells.)

The nature spam to the end of the post is from a day trip to Dandenong with some friends from Trinity. I must admit, that though I absolutely love living in cities with lots of hustle and bustle, a quiet getaway with fresh air like this one was calming and a welcome change of scenery.

Here's wishing your Monday blues away and a good week ahead! It promises to be so for me, brunch planned on Thursday and Friday, hopefully my ASOS package arrives this week and a new post will be under way!

P.S. : Bought my first Essie nail polish - I have a feeling this is the start of an obsession that will not end well... 

UNICORN LOVE, 
- R