Spring needs to start in Hong Kong- am i’m talking about picnic weather, not the humid air-mop* we’re experiencing this week- so i can encourage myself to exit this monochromatic outfit rut i’m experiencing. I don’t picnic often but if the weather gets better i most certainly will (headline: my vow to picnic) and you should take my word for it. Also, i’ve realised the hard way that I now stand at a height that makes wearing asian-sized dresses borderline indecent, but this dress is too good to pass up (and it’s a turtleneck…which makes up for its length- or lack thereof- right?) Another realisation is that my posts are basically me begging for agreement and validation of my awkward theories…let’s pretend that’s healthy shall we? (and again.) Alongside referencing my new favourite Metronomy song, this post pays tribute to my new cautious yet invested interest in horoscopes (thanks Steph). It’s like consciously yet accidentally falling into a black hole of saying, “oh, that’s so you/me” whilst looking at online zodiac profiles. Do you guys believe in that stuff? Should I? Am i really going to acquire a new piece of property on the 23rd and have an have a fight over who gets the last piece of food tomorrow? The latter is probably 100% set in stone.
*air-mop: humidity that descends upon one in a mop-like manner
wearing: dress and jacket c/o ArCloset, boots c/o Missguided, sunglasses from Quay via. Asos, bag from H&M.
Photos by Natalie Chyi.