a picture worths a thousand words

and if thats the case, i hope the pictures can make up for my long absence.

couple wallet! woohooo

brunch at caffe habitu with amiga...plus revision obviously as you can see my pencil case

for some reason this place makes you work harder than you usually do,

and it has some special healing power...

its not exactly feeling like home

its cozy, but special, not something you'll visit everyday

and because of that, you chat, and you chat with sincerity and audacity

oh perhaps its just the italian interior design that confuses me

or maybe it is the people i go with that makes me feel so happy :)

conclusion: don't ever underestimate kids' financial power. lol

those dark days during exam period...fighting till i see the sunlight

and keep reminding myself nothing is impossible...this is what i got after removing the cap

rushing off chinese!

trying to comprehend numbers and symbols...a poor attempt though i must admit

giving up is not easy at all...it is just another type of persistence. do you get me?

but you can see what intense studies do to your..uh...head.

oh and general health too! cos you're hot and you're cold, and you're yes and you're no

wearing cardigan upside down, flipping the bottom over my shoulder...

there you go, a 'poncho', if you would.

obviously freaked out...reading through Brighton Rock once again

(probably the worst approach ever for lit revision)

and that's when a cup of tea comes in...don't sleep don't sleep...

and how can you miss out comfort food! yoghourt with banana and cereal

no kidding, i survived!

amiga you've been too nice to me...eu amo voce. and i mean it.

the best experience for palates...my grandma's steamed chicken

the mother's-day-like father's day...in 20 years time this outfit will be mine muahaha

like mother like daughter...the shopaholics/hand-me-downs

oh did i mention i have cleopatra's hair?

rounding up the father/mother's day with shanghainese dinner

edit:

i almost forgot to write something about the layout. well pretty obviously i've changed it.

the new design templates are simply awesome and computer illiterates-friendly, which i'm very pleased about it. thanks google. and out of all the beautiful pictures, i chose this bedroom theme. it's quite metaphoric...its just the most (supposedly?) comfy spot at home, and there's where i usually dream, come up with my own thoughts, write a bit of diary...pretty much suits the purpose of this blog, but except this is a declaration of wordlove and a platform of sharing.

yes i know i am wasted.

and thats exactly why i need a haven from doing absoeffinglutely nothing. (thanks to ms chanwan for helping me to master the art of swearing so well.)

like i've said in my first post, i need this blog so badly, cos one of the reasons is that my article got rejected, and therefore I am here to be my own publisher! and here it is - i have to start using material from my little storage:

When Fashion Goes Eco-Friendly

What does newspaper mean to you? News, news and more news, literally papers of news? A subscription that you are made to make? Or some scrap paper to wrap up food remains before

sposing of? To Mr. Wong, newspaper has become his innovation in his bag-making career.

In the midst of city-wandering on a chilly Sunday with scattered showers, a few friends of mine and I got lost in the middle of the SoHo district in Central, trying to figure out where the famous-for-antique Hollywood Road is. Instead of looking for a map, my friend led us to try an error by passing through a narrow alley while I was still wondering if that is safe, especially when the street is utterly quiet with trucks unloading goods. Most of the shops were closed, but except one – a bright little shop with glaring florescent lighting out of the dark lane, with some tote bags dangling at the front of the store and a simple charcoal logo that reads “RECYCLED” with the first ‘E’ flipped to the left and uniquely in green.

We went into the shop out of curiosity, and as we took a closer look, these bags are no ordinary totes. The bags indeed were outlined by leather and buckles, but surprisingly you will be able to find large and small fonts here and there upside-down. If you are lucky, you may even find images like Obama’s big-headed pictures. The shop has got its name right – the bags are in fact made of newspapers, literally recycling uncontaminated, wasted papers.

A lot of bags these days are claimed to be made of eco-friendly materials that can be completely dissolved when discarded into soil, or even written boldly in fancy fonts to tell it is not a plastic bag. But these newspaper bags themselves have already carried the message – one that is much stronger, crystal-clear and more obvious to be easily understood in a glance.

‘You can feel the weather getting hot. Christmas in Hong Kong used to be cold, and I’m wearing T-shirts these days.’ said Mr. Max Wong, the shopkeeper as well as inventor of RECYCLED Bags, ‘Newspaper is something every family will use and everyone accepts. Who doesn’t? And it can be recycled. We could have saved a lot of paper by making good use of it. I just got these (newspapers) from the hotel next door. They (his products) turn out to be quite fashionable, don’t they?’

Not only is newspaper used for Mr. Wong’s bags, but a wide variety of recycled material ranges from traditional Cantonese rice bags to the red-white-blue canvas bag. If you still find these too dull and conventional, you can try the purses with bright tropic colours and shiny surface which are made of DHL express card boxes.

‘We are now also having Kowloon Dairy’s sponsorship.’ he said, as he showed me cardboards printed with the green skimmed-milk cartons we see every day in supermarkets. ‘They are sponsoring us for free, asking if we can turn these into bags.’

True, RECYCLED may be a small creative industry, but its sale is surprisingly fair. Celebrities like famous singer Nicolas Tse, the elder twin of the local ‘maverick film directors’ Peng Shun, Model Ankie Beilke have also shown their support for RECYCLED bags by purchasing several purses all at a time. ‘Westerners like the design. I guess they find it meaningful with traces of the Hong Kong style.’

Well, who knows? Maybe recycled materials and eco-friendly purses will be the vogue for the new decade. Girls, save yourselves some quotas from bland branded designers – an insightful yet chic design awaiting your appreciation and, of course, guilt-free usage!

(oh and you can actually carry Obama around! :P)

edit: after serious consideration and a revisit to the shop, i have decided not to advertise the shop, and therefore the address of the shop is deleted. i'll further explain on that in the next post. pls note that the focus of uploading this article to share my hardwork and to seek recognition of my dedication to writing. thank you so much, my fellow subscribers and passers-by.

oh fmsl.

and you're wondering what does the S stands for. bahaha afterall i have to swear. this is part of my language. duh.

and this is the greatest irony ever - i'm starting my 'fashion blog' (its not quite one yet) beginning with my school uniform.

it has been 12 years. 12 years living, studying, growing up in this everything-blue school. and for the ever first time in my life as a blue monster, i can feel the tiny little extent of freedom for grooming myself up before school without guilt or risk taken.

i guess it is some kind of reward for being loyal to the school for so long, that after all these years of traditional chinese styled education method, you now deserved to be not too explicitly liberated for a tad bit. and teachers are now your supposedly closer friends, so i guess it will be awkward to pick on every tiny details.

yes thats how i've been wrapping myself up with my scarf for...4 years. eh, yea, 4 years. (yes i know i am getting old. seriously, who doesn't?) oh i've never really looked at it this closely and wow surprisingly it doesnt look too grostesque, outrageous or colloquial (right i know thats everyone's wrapping themselves, but then this does look different, doesn't it?).

and there's this bun - the controversial part of my school outfit (ahemmm) - while some say it's like a flower, some say its a exploding bomb. a-ha-ha. and in the end i was suggested by disciplinary persons to be tidier.

and if you look closely, i'm actually wearing earrings to school (recently picked up my old earrings - more blogging on that to come), and if you look even closer, they are actually blingbling golden little hearts - even more controversial (wtf?!?) since our school, a very traditional one, restricts all sorts of accessories except a pair of round golden studs no bigger than 5mm right in the middle of one's earlobes ('oh puh-lease.' 'yea i know, but thats my school.'). but hey, it turns out not that tacky, and most importantly it brightens up feminine features, dont you think? :)

by now you should know why i'm saying fmsl. but then, if its never this suppressive, we'd all ended up mix-and-matching our daily outfits, pouring (very likely slutty - look at the past school picnics and funfairs) make-up on ourselves every single day (and gradually deteriorating our skin eww), flaunting designer clothes (let's admit it - we all are brand-crazy), wasting time on unnecessary extravaganzas while the time spent in total is good enough for revising the whole curriculum twice or thrice. and only by that you will truly treasure every single weekend you have and think carefully before you wear anything.

and still, there are still some ways to brighten up your look at school, aren't there? at least i feel better with my fluffy bun and shaped studs.

p.s. bahahaha credits to mrs lee for helping her daughter to order ORABRUSHES! now i owe this blog a product review.