More to life than clothes? 

In case you guys are wondering why i’ve been quiet since i got back from vacation, i’ve been preoccupied by things other than clothes, to be completely honest. A few things have changed and i’m trying to get back in the loop of things. It’s not a bad thing, it’s just change. Anyway, i actually wrote a whole crazy draft about my trip to Penang but i’ve decided to spin it from a different angle (although if you’re still up for reading the uncensored version of events, let me know and i’ll post it anyway!).

Penang was… dreamy. I haven’t had such a relaxing getaway in so long. Plenty of holidays but none that i could really call relaxing. I haven’t done much in the past year– voluntary unemployment, a gap year, funemployment, whatever you want to call it. But Penang was so beautiful and relaxing that if anything, it made me want to live life again and start getting the gears in motion. It made me want to come out of hibernation and start doing something worthwhile with my time again.

And no, i’m not going to break into some Hallmark card dribble about how the greatest beauty of life lies in its serenity and that everything can be magnificent if we just take a step back from time to time, smell the flowers and look at the sky BECAUSE I AIN’T THE DALAI LAMA THIS AIN’T EAT PRAY LOVE. Lol no my Penang trip actually pushed me into action because I finally realized that if i’m going to have more holidays like this, i need to start hustling like crazy.

One of the things i did realize though was how comfortable i was this trip. In the recent years, i started this thing with myself to always look my best on vacations. Since my boyfriend loves taking photographs of me, instead of throwing a mini-fit every time he gets into tourist mode and snaps a hundred candid photos of me admiring the roof of a temple with my mouth open, i just decided to be photo-ready 24/7.

I don’t know about you guys but i usually appreciate beautiful things by actually appreciating beautiful things and not treating it like a canvas to stick my face on. “Oh look, guys, if you squint really hard at this photo you can see the dome of the Taj Mahal riiiiiight behind my ear. Yeah, just that bit! But what you really want to focus on is a full-on view of my flea-market Wayfarers, my sunburnt nose and all 32 of my teeth because that’s what really matters about being on holiday– proving that i was actually there.” Or what i really hate is when there’s a beautiful skyline and then slap in the middle is someone in a lazy maxi dress, with a patchwork crossbody bag and flipflops trying to look all serene and shit in their tourist garb. Like, we don’t need evidence that you were actually there, people. We believe you.

There is a clear difference between a picture of you with a beautiful background and a picture of a beautiful background with you ruining it. Trust me.

But back to this trip, i actually took it really easy. We made it clear from the beginning that we were going there to eat, drink, swim and look at things. And eat, drink, swim and look at things we did! I brought about five potential outfits with me, very basic items like black jogger pants, a black cardigan, jeans, two tops, a clubbing dress and two proper tops for fancy dinners. All very easy to mix and match. Since we usually stopped sightseeing by around 4 or 5 pm and the clothes were really lightweight, i hand-washed a lot of them because i hate that suffocated bag smell (you know when you just get back from vacation or the gym and you open your backpack or suitcase and your clothes smell musty? Yeah that). But as a result…

Day 1


P.s. Sorry for the low-quality phone pictures! Literally didn’t think of bringing a camera with us at all.

Day 2

Then this:

And then this:

Yas. I was a serial outfit repeater in Penang but i sort of dug that tbh. This trip wasn’t about “how am i going to look my best so people can see me at my best and subconsciously perceive my well-being in a positive beaming light?”. It wasn’t about me trying to prove something on my Instagram feed. It was legitimately me just pushing the boundaries as to how lazy i could get with my outfit by mixing and matching, tucking and folding, pulling down or pulling up the same pieces in different ways each time. It was great.

It really brought the whole trip into perspective; i was comfortable, yet appropriately attired yet still photo-ready. I could go on a group tour at a 19th century mansion, i could eat chendol at the side of the road, i could hide away from the heat and the other tourists and lounge around a cafe while eating cake, i could also sit on a tandem bike and cycle around town. As a fashion writer, it’s probably blasphemous for me to say this but, sometimes you just need to screw fashion and work with whatever you’ve got.

You can quote me on that.

P.s. This is basically an exaggerated idea of what i wore the entire trip, whether i was out admiring architecture, stuffing my face or hunting for yet another cafe. I feel like i have a brand-new appreciation for packing light all of a sudden. Just don’t ask me about my the makeup pouch which took up half my backpack… that’s a different case altogether.

Low-key Hi-key

Low-key Hi-key by stylesircuit

Miss Selfridge cardigan

Gap muscle tank

Givenchy high-waisted pants

$890 –

Converse white shoes

$76 –

Witchery foldable bag

$99 –

White choker

Statement earrings

Ray-Ban ray ban glasses

Adidas Originals cap hat

$19 –

Skagen men s watch

More elaborate fashion post coming up soon!




Real friends wear faux fur

With the Fenty x Puma rage at its peak right now, it’s undeniable that faux fur has successfully made its comeback. While some people may deem it tacky, i think it’s adorable (when worn in a non-adorable, ironic way and not in a pedophile-bait  kind of way). While i haven’t gotten my hands on the gorgeous slides just yet there are plenty of other ways that you can incorporate a hint of faux fur into your day to day street wear, even if you live in Brunei.

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Or you could just screw it and go full on Macklemore. The world is yours, honey

During my last trip to Jakarta, on the very last night, my friend Muiz and I spotted backpacks for sale in Stradivarius. They were placed altogether on a rack upfront at the entrance of the store; the ultimate sign of a serious sale, am i right? Having spent most of our money on umm, overpriced merchandise at the rave earlier, we were near piss broke at the end of our trip. Our sensible friend had left a few days before, leaving us to our own devices and being the big spenders and bad savers that we are, it really wasn’t the best idea to say the least.

We spotted the backpacks and before we knew it, we were the proud owners of matching furry backpacks that any six year old would be proud to call theirs.


P.s. Excuse our dripping jackets and damp hair, you probably can’t tell but it was an extremely gloomy day and it was absolutely pouring while we were taking these photos! 


We marched out of the store just as it was closing, simultaneously emptying our wallets of any cash. Not a care in the world, just a quick detour to the ATM and then we’d be on our way… right?


All our hopes and dreams stored into that teeny tiny card weighing all about 6 grams and measuring around 3×2 inches wide… just vanished into thin air the moment it got swallowed into a black hole approximately six and a half minutes later.

So there we were stranded in a closing mall, trying to keep it together amidst slamming gates and excited home bound mall employees.  With no cash or card, our hopes and dreams of having a wild last night out before heading back to the Abode of Peace went down the drain. No amount of kicking or button punching or swearing or begging could convince the hardened contraption to yield its catch.

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And take our broke asses home we did.

Needless to say, it was a very miserable and depressing cab ride back to the hotel. Instead of getting dressed to the nines, we got dressed in our pajamas, got into bed and wallowed in self-pity and misery. It was too late to ask for a transfer from Brunei because it was near midnight but definitely way too early for a night in.

But if there’s one thing we didn’t regret, even for a second, it was our adorable furry backpacks.


Look at how adorable they are! Just napping under a tree like nobody’s business gahhh

A legit conversation that took place that night during our pity party:

S: Eugh it’s all these stupid backpacks’ fault! If we didn’t buy them, we’d be out right now having the time of our lives! 

M: Yeah! Stupid furry backpacks! We should’ve returned them!

S: Yeah! My stupid pink furry backpack! 

M: *30 seconds later* … but tbh… i still love my stupid furry backpack.


Both of us: *cries dramatically together while hugging our stupid furry backpacks*

If wearing what may resemble the remains of a dead animal doesn’t appeal to you just yet, try taking it slow.While i wouldn’t completely recommend donning a full on fur coat in this suffocating heat (although you’d be surprised by our perseverance when it comes to sticking to our #sweaterweather gear. Way to stick it to the man!), baby steps go a long way with this trend. Here are some cuteass accessories you can incorporate into your daily aesthetic:


STELLA McCARTNEY animal key chain
$320 –

Forever 21 hair accessory (Not a furry rabbit’s arse but a hair scrunchie. I hear those things are due a comeback soon?)

River Island tech accessory $18 –

(Big bad brows are so in right now. But if you’re like me and your brows are on strike from all the shaving and plucking they’ve endured over the years, then it’s perfectly acceptable to just wear them on your phone.)

(No you tak payah banyak mex tuk pakai topi ni. If it’s good enough for King Coco, it’s good enough for you k.)

Kendall kylie
$100 –

Steve Madden leather shawl (No idea why Steve Madden is trying to redefine the meaning of “shawl” here. It’s a choker, y’guys.)

Til next week!