# 250

 "Everyone's black dresses and studded blazors,
so let I parade the plain white tee and ruggy jeans."

It seems like town is a winding aisle of fashionistas,
dressed up in their best on a Saturday night.
I see 123 people in gladiators of all forms,
another 345 people in body-con clothings of different colors.
Whatever happened to comfort, big shirts and still looking great?
I find it hard to throw my wardrobe out
because nothing is in sync with the style at the moment.
I find it hard to fancy a piece of dress which really isn't me
because people are going to find it so pretty.
I find it a lil crazy to stalk Hollywood blogs, online shops
every now and then to ensure I am keeping up up up.

Don't get me wrong.
Fashion is a great passion no doubt.
Its just getting tougher to identify some character in a person's outfit these days.

Isn't style created, not replicated? Isn't it one and not mass?

I've met a few people (e.g. R) who carry themselves with a sense of individuality,

their style is constant and unique no matter what fads come and go.

And I think that is a very admirable talent.

 Random opinion, backdates tomorrow.

Ohhhhh and I spent my Saturday with Ivy honey

catching Halloween 2 the movie.

 We even bought matching cutesy stationery.

Hahahaha thank you BHF!! :D

p.s. I miss my Baby Pee.

I wish we can make things right by the next call.