Generally, the pieces of clothing that live in the dark, damp corners of my wardrobe get evicted and consequently now live in the dumpster, but there are some things that do creep about the unexplored areas of my closet that I can't bear to throw out. This may be because I've established a connection with the tenant over coffee and instant noodles, or maybe they're distant, distant relatives that I can't bring myself to throw out onto the street, or maybe its a past lover who's flame, although dwindling, still remains. Whichever reason it is, those pieces of clothing never do get to stroke my body with the tenderness of a lover, but they remain in my heart nevertheless. Sort of like a mistress who has a STI, so I don't allow them to have sex with me. Today, instead of doing anything productive, I took those items out for a spin and they ended up going together really well.

Vintage strapless lace bodycon dress (eBay, $20), Vintage cardigan ($4), Vintage bag ($4), Miss Shop socks ($2, I only got them 'cause they were on sale).


So, you know, I thought the best way to display this celebration of the re-unification of these clothes and my body, this outfit of misfits, was to, you know, pose in my dad's closet, in an awkward manner. But you have no idea how much effort I had to go to for these pictures. Behold:

A stepladder and 500 phonebooks and textbooks to mount the camera on. This is what not having a tripod drives me to do. And the constant running to-and-fro from the camera (self-timer) caused three very fatigued girls.

And my recent purchases, (I use that in a very loose sense of the term 'recent', try in the past 5 weeks or something):




Some random brand singlet dress ($10)



Secondhand pretty blouse thing ($4)


And books:

The third one from the top is the most adorable book. It's some sort of hugging advanced-technique manual from the 80s. I am now qualified to give 15 different types of hugs, and I am educated in when, why and to whom I should give hugs, watch out bitches.
















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