Showing posts with label The Sartorialist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Sartorialist. Show all posts
Monday, 19 May 2014
Friday, 18 December 2009
dream team
A couple of years back, I fell head-over-heels in love with Melanie Huynh (assistant stylist at Paris Vogue) when I saw this picture of her taken by The Sartorialist.
Correction.
At first, I think I fell in love with her pink Miu Miu pumps.
Labels:
Melanie Huynh,
The Sartorialist,
Vogue Paris
Friday, 31 July 2009
the joys of being heterosexual
Ha ha.
I would sooooo wear this outfit if I was a guy. I'd still wear it and I'm a gal. This sort of clothing combo is actually a fave outfit of mine. A blazer, jeans and a white shirt tucked in with a belt.
Perfection.

Source: The Sartorialist (duh!)
On a side note, do you know how hard it is to muck out box stalls?! That was a rhetorical question by the way. My arms feel like they're about to fall off. Sympathize for me if you never have. If you are a mucker-outer like myself, I feel for you. Darn horses crap so much yet we still love them don't we. grumble grumble....
I would sooooo wear this outfit if I was a guy. I'd still wear it and I'm a gal. This sort of clothing combo is actually a fave outfit of mine. A blazer, jeans and a white shirt tucked in with a belt.
Perfection.
Source: The Sartorialist (duh!)
On a side note, do you know how hard it is to muck out box stalls?! That was a rhetorical question by the way. My arms feel like they're about to fall off. Sympathize for me if you never have. If you are a mucker-outer like myself, I feel for you. Darn horses crap so much yet we still love them don't we. grumble grumble....
Saturday, 15 November 2008
I want to dye my hair
Sunday, 9 November 2008
Somebody's having fun in Rio
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