happy birthday DSM.

I arrived to England in late September, just in time for Dover Street Market's 10-year anniversary. Sadly, I missed the massive front door installation, but at least I was able to get my hands on something from their memorabilia - Six magazine badges were my item of choice.
In the elevator (Working my way from the top to the bottom was my strategy.) I overheard a girl saying 'Whenever I come here, I feel dressed inappropriately.', and when I glanced at my outfit, I realised DSM is indeed a store that makes you want to dress up. It is somewhat imposing, but in the best way. The four floors filled with amazing interior design, clothes, accessories, shoes, and now even rare books and homeware, make you strive for self-improvement. The attention DSM puts into every little detail to transform a former office building into the perfect retail environment is in itself inspirational. Happy birthday, DSM, I, as a keen observer, am looking forward to how you change and grow over the next ten or hundred, perhaps, years.


#moodboard : RED

The starting point are two of my favourite SS15 shows. Yohji Yamamoto expressed perfectly how I want to look and Rei Kawakubo how I want to feel. The laid back black and white layering on the outside and the fire burning on the inside. This will stay with me for a while.



the sequin challenge.

Teaming up with Motel Rocks to style their Gabby sequin dress in three different ways for the A/W season presented me with a challenge. The last time I wore sequins was never. My wardrobe consists almost entirely of monochrome basics, which is what I feel most comfortable in.
Of course this dress would look perfect if I just slip on a pair of heels and grab a clutch. (In club lighting, it turns you into a living disco ball, just sayin'.) But instead of going for the easy option, I tried to think of ways to wear this very un-casual dress casually, as if you just couldn't be bothered to change from last night's attire, as if life was one big party...


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Looking back at my 10 months stay in Japan and two trips to Seoul through the camera lenses of others. Strangely enough, looking and what I wore, I can recall exactly where I went and what I did that day. So thank you, dear street snappers, for helping me preserve them precious memories.

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the old new world.

Shinsekai, the 'New World' built in 1912 with New York and Paris as models in mind, but in the course of events beginning with the post-WW2 economic struggle, it has become somewhat forgotten. Having lost its former shine, it is now deemed one of the most dangerous places in the so-very-safe country that is Japan.
It sure is on the shady side - narrow streets lined with gamble - from traditional to modern, street food, homeless people, shabby-looking porn cinemas, neon-framed love locks, sellers shouting how real their thousand-yen knock-off watches are, karaoke bars playing now-forgotten hits... all powdered with neons and city dust. Nevertheless, it is also one of my favourite places, perhaps because it somehow feels more human than the rest of Japan, which can seem a little sterile and stiffing. In this old new world time stopped in an era where you could walk and smoke at the same time, or get into conversations with strangers over cheap takoyaki.

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