Fashion acts in the most subliminal way. You might just start shopping for summer pieces, but the runway has unfolded the new collection for fall. Think the season's floral trend. Before you know it, you've completely sold out your edge for a floral maxi and match those metallic pink sandals to a clutch. Bye-bye floral, welcome shinny silver!
Fashion trend comes and goes, but there would always be a special place in every girl's closet for the beloved LBD. A "little black dress" that always makes you feel pretty when you pose before a mirror. To which your confidence seems to be sticked to, so when you slip into it, you know you're gorgeous.
Yet, sometimes you might feel bored looking at the same style at the nook of the closet... Why don't you try mix and match it up for a new look?
It always fascinates me how people go from loving someone madly to nothing at all, nothing.
It all happens in a blink of an eye. There's the chemistry, the burst of fireworks, the butterflies inside your belly. There follows the wonderful moments spent together, memories weaved by a series of hang-outs, laughs, movies, kisses. Then there come the problems; some solved, some unsolved. Those unsolved create more unsolved problems. And by the end of the day there is "us" no more, what's left is "you" and "me". Separated, detached.
When you think that it's over, that you'll never see him again like this... Well yes, you'll bump into him. Meet the new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost.
Always the same cycle. Make Up, break up, break down. Meet one guy, then another, fool around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well.
Eventually though, there's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.
A 2005 film adaptation of the novel of the same title. The film was nominated and won numerous awards, including nominations for six Academy Awards, and eventually won three: Best Cinematography, Best Art Direction and Best Costume Design. So I suppose it's worth the recollection after 4 years...
Behind The Scene Produced by Steven Spielberg's Amblin Entertainment and Spyglass Entertainment; the film is beautifully directed by Rob Marshall. Main roles go to prominent fixtures of Chinese Cinema, instead of Japanese actresses -which became critics highlights. The cast comprises of familiarly distinguished names: Zhang Zi Yi, Gong Li and Michelle Yeoh as leading women; aside Ken Watanabe.
Storyline Set in a mysterious exotic world, which still casts a potent spell today, Nitta Sayuri reveals how she transcended her fishing-village roots and became one of Japan's most celebrated geisha. It begins in a poor fishing village in 1929, when, as a nine-year-old girl with unusual blue-gray eyes, she is taken from her home and sold into slavery to a renowned geisha house.
We witness her transformation as she learns the rigorous arts of the geisha: dance and music; wearing kimono, elaborate makeup, and hair; pouring sake to reveal just a touch of inner wrist; competing with a jealous rival for men's solicitude and the money that goes with it.
Despite heart-breaking treacheries, the girl blossoms into a legendary geisha under the guidance of her mentor. Beautiful and accomplished, Sayuri captivates the most powerful men of her day, but is haunted by her secret love for the one man who is out of her reach, the mysterious Chairman.
I was infatuated with the journey: an evolution from a girl, tossed by fate into a tragic life; to a fully realized woman who chooses and makes her own way in the course of life.
I'm actually a bit nervous about this post. Sort of uncharted territory for me to write about men's style. I'm not an experienced style-editor or what, so I'll just share my personal view when spotting guys and their outfits...
Free-spirited guys always gets me carried away. One who is a bit eccentric but very much confident of himself, who would dress for comfy, doesn't really give a shit of how he looks like.
Hopes were all dead -struck with a subtle doom. I looked at my cherished wishes; Yesterday so blooming and glowing, Now they lay stark, chill, livid corpses that would never revive.
I was experiencing an ordeal: A hand of fiery iron grasped my vitals. Terrible moment: full of struggle, blackness, burning. My eyes were covered and closed:
Eddying darkness seemed to swim round me. Reflection came in as black and confused a flow.
Self-abandoned and effortless, I seemed to have laid me down in the dried-up bed of a great river. I heard a flood loosened in remote mountains, and felt the torrent come: To rise I had to will, to flee I had no strength. I lay faint.
It came: in full heavy swing, the torrent poured over me. The whole consciousness of my life lorn, my hope quenched, my faith death-struck. Swayed full and mighty above me in one sullen mass.
That bitter hour cannot be described: in truth, the waters came into my soul, I sank in deep mire: I felt no standing, I came into deep waters.
The floods overflowed me.
Hope, Episode II
I was suffocated, I shook, I feared, but I resolved: I was born to strife and endure. The burden must be carried, the want provided for, the suffering endured, the responsibilities fulfilled.
My heart: dried up and schorched for a long time, swelled and filled with living blood. My being longed for renewal, my soul thirsted for rejuvenation. I saw Hope revived and felt regeneration possible. "Go," said Hope, "and Live Again." One word comprise my duty, "Depart!"
I had an appointment with a friend this morning. She showed up late and I got very pissed off, having to re-schedule the rest of the day's time table. How annoying! But then again I realized how as often I've done the same thing to other people. Honestly, let's take a minute to think: Have you ever...
• Promised to deliver something by a set date and later regretted it? • Volunteered for a job you had no idea would take so long? • Agreed to a deal that looked great but wasn't? • Accepted an invitation you wish you hadn't?
Eventually, we all learn by experience a basic law of life: It's always easier to get in than get out!
There are three common commitment traps: 1. The Money Trap: It's always easier to get into debt than out of debt! It's always easier to borrow than to pay it back. 2. The Partnership Trap: It's always easier to get into a relationship, than to get out of one! 3. The Time Trap: It's always easier to fill your schedule than to fulfill it! You can get so many irons in the fire that you put out the fire!
The solution: Remember -don't make rash vows. In other words, choose your commitments carefully; think before you speak; under-promise and over-deliver. With this, you'll build a reputation as a person of your word.
If I could escape, And recreate a place as my own world... And I could be your favorite girl... Forever, perfectly together. Tell me boy, now wouldn't that be sweet?
A MUSE, who is simply someone inspiring at the slightest provocation. Someone you meet at an ordinary place, at an ordinary time, but comes forward as an extraordinary personality.
Have fun!
