The Vessel [3]

Is this my vessel? The one that’s made for me and me alone?

Throughout my life I’ve taken various journeys, been on different ships.

None of them would bring me to where I want to go and they never seem to sail far enough.

But where do you want to go? This I’ve asked myself numerous times.

When I was 15, 20, 23 and now, at 25.


Is this my vessel? The one that’s made for me and me alone?

No one knows. You just have to get on it, they say.

I may not know where it would take me,

but if I trust my heart, I would gradually end up where I want to be.

I just need to listen.


What is your heart telling you? This I’ve asked myself numerous times.

But I’ve lost my way because I never learned to listen.


Initially, I wanted to post this up as it is (in written form). But I thought I’d give Adobe Spark a try. Learning how to make my own videos is on my to-do list, and though I want to learn how to do it the hard way, experimenting through Adobe Spark is a good start. Check it out here!



The Unrequited Love Poem [2]

I give and they take

my energy. It seems to be running dry as the years go by.

Yet, I wake up each morning and muster all that I have so I can keep giving.

I give and she takes. I was there for her and I walk upon the land of Melancholy for her.

These advice I keep giving.

Yet, all I get from her is a concoction of silence, indifference and annoyance.

I give and he takes

my hard earned money to invest; not in self-improvement but on entertainment.

I tried to teach him a lesson but he was in too deep. In the end, I could no longer give.

I stopped giving because

he took my life.



Outside The Window [1]

I stirred a few times throughout the night and when I decided to wake up, it was already 9:06. I didn’t have the best sleep but I felt fine.

“Yesterday was a fun night.” I thought to myself. I know the next thing I did was to reach for my phone but I couldn’t remember what I looked at. Maybe I checked my e-mails? Maybe I just looked at the time? Mornings are usually a blur (but not always).

(Rosa was in the bathroom at the time.)

I made my way to the kitchen and filled my bottle with tap water. “Need to drink more fluids today.” I thought to myself. I turned and faced the balcony.

(It’s a gloomy day.)

As I raise the blinds in Rosa’s small bedroom window, her x-ray scans slowly reveal themselves. She thought it was cool to stick them to the window so when the light shines through, those present would be able to see the skeletons of her hand.

(I remember the photo Rosa took when she first put them up. I smiled at the memory.)

My gaze moved up to the unfrosted section of the window and took in the scene through the mesh screen. As usual, a concrete wall with vertical grooves stared back at me. The only difference is that the color of the wall changes with the weather and today it looked a few shades darker than usual.

(Light and human perception. I was fascinated by that topic when I was an undergraduate.)

I picked up my book from the cabinet and snuggled into Rosa’s bed, only to realize it was too dark to read without the lights. I was too comfortable to move so I reached long for my phone (I left it on the table) and rested in an awkward position (I had my elbows on the carpet and my lower body on the bed).

Just then Rosa walked into the bedroom, looked at me and started laughing. I put my phone away, returned to a sitting position and giggled. Rosa jumped in and we snuggled under her warm covers and talked for a while.

(After that we had our spontaneous morning reading session in bed.)

Outside the window, the concrete wall with vertical grooves remained in the shadows of the clouds. Nothing interesting really, but I’m glad that wasn’t the case with the books we were reading.

Featured image: Lynnie Zulu‘s Hiding All Away

This here is my attempt at creative writing in 2017. I used to do this quite often and I’ve forgotten how enjoyable (and challenging) it is. There are no strict rules. I just write whatever comes to mind when I look at the prompt words kindly prepared by

P.S. The characters may or may not be real.

Let me know what you think!


The Denim Edit

Denim is undoubtedly one of the most versatile piece in your wardrobe. You can layer it and dress it up or down depending on the occasion. Here’s how I’d style different cuts of denim for all seasons and personalities. Enjoy!

The Quirky Minimalist  007-circle


Liquor & Poker Button Denim Dress // ASOS

Lara Turtle Neck // Boohoo

Green Coat // Hotwish

White Leather Ankle Boots // MANGO

Mini Mini Leather Bucket Bag // Mansur Gavriel

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Lulu & Rose Blinx Frayed Dress // Gluestore
Square Neck Denim Top // ASOS

Sun’s Out  006-two


Coral Hawaiian Shirt // Hawaii Shirt Company

Lee Skinny Straight Jeans // Gluestore

Colorado Saida // Williams

IRO Migi Bag // The Iconic

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Chopper Laces Shoes // G-Star
Vero Moda Petite Tie Front Denim Shirt // ASOS

Cool In Spring  005-three


Only Denim Parka Coat // ASOS

Petite Tiger Print Co-ord // Topshop

White Lace Trim Ankle Socks // Topshop

Esme Heel // Wittner

Dreaming Of The Land Of Rising Sun  004-circle-1


Lee Short Sleeve Shirt // Gluestore

Ray-Ban RX 5228 in Brown Pink // Frames Direct

Dr Martens 1461 Soft Buck // Dr Martens

Shun Nakagawa Spring Summer Mens Collection

R68 Multi Pocket Backpack // Etsy

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Weekday Rose Denim Parka // ASOS
G-Star 3301 Long Sleeve Shirt // Gluestore

The All White Alternative   003-circle-2


Mamiya Cap // Ebay

Barney Cools B. Rigid Jacket // Gluestore

Barney Cools B. Relaxed Jean // Gluestore

New Balance 247 Core // Urban Outfitters

Trim Fit Band Collar Sport Tee // Nordstorm

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Chuck Taylor All Star Denim Woven Cream // The Idleman
Lee Z2 Hunter Jeans // Gluestore

Americana Formal  002-circle-3


Khaki Chinos // H&M

Disco Supreme Japanese T-shirt // Zazzle

Armani Jeans Sneaker High Cut // The Iconic

Men’s Slim Fit Denim Jacket // Jeanie Deng via


I know I’ve been gone for awhile. Life got in the way and I had to set my priorities straight. There’s so much I want to do but so little time. Not complaining though! Anyway, I’m excited to keep creating content.

I hope every single one of you had a great weekend!


Yulia Gorbachenko

I came across the highly ambitious and talented Yulia Gorbachenko while I was learning more about the fashion/beauty industry. Inspired by the talk she gave in New York City as well as her creative flair, I couldn’t resist sharing my favorites from her portfolio.

Yulia is a fashion and beauty photographer based in NYC; she holds a Master’s Degree in Digital Photography from the School of Visual Arts (SVA) in New York.


Yulia shoots editorials for magazines including Vogue, Harper’s Bazaar, Elle, Glamour, Marie Claire.


Her commercial clients include L’Oreal, Maybelline, Clinique, Guess, Make Up For Ever, IL MAKIAGE, ColourPop, Anastasia Beverly Hills.


Find Yulia here:




YouTube: The talk she gave at School of Visual Arts, NYC

Featured photo by GRANT FRIEDMAN




I love it when I get to see you first thing in the morning.

But sometimes I just want to wake up and see the sunrise.

I love it when you give me hugs and kisses. I love it when you look me in the eyes and smile.

Other times you live in your own world. No hugs, no kisses.

We get along well. We fight over things that don’t matter. But that’s the beauty of it.

Beauty lies in most things.

Beauty lies within balance.

Some journeys go on and they never end.

But sometimes, the inevitable happens.



 They say humans are rational creatures but we all know what we really are.

Rage, tears and blame surface; stronger with each heartbeat.

Time passes and then you see it.

The reasons why

this won’t be the end of the world.

It has been awhile since I wrote something. I usually spend quite a bit of time when it comes to creative writing but this one just flows out of me. And I mean words. 🙂

Have a lovely week ahead!


Outer Space*

There was a time when things were either black or white.
But what is it like to be in the grey area?
To survive, we stay inside the bubble created by our Society.
In this inner space, the Rules keep us safe.
To step outside of it is like being in Outer Space.

I wrote this while I was waiting for my lunch to arrive. When you forget to bring reading materials and you feel inspired at that moment, what would you do? I whipped out my phone and let the words flow.

{First published on 22 February 2015}