Her Morning Elegance

    I got home quite late yesterday and when I decided blog, the internet connection was cut off. However, before that, I did find two song and a video, which goes with the first song, that made me happy when I woke up the next morning. However, I don't want to tell the name of the second song because I want to greedily keep it as a personal message; it makes me want to die happily, that's all you need to know. 

This is Goodbye

    A year ago, he found out that he had cancer. Over time, the deadly cells started to dominate his normal cells, creating a tumor in his brain and his lungs, taking away one of his eyes and parts of his limbs.

    January 29, 2009, he passed away, leaving his wife and his two children. Even though I rarely talked to him, he was a part of my life and others. His presence left a mark on his relatives, and whom he met. His funeral would take me to travel around the globe and I would do it, but I could not. However, he will be in my heart for all the things he had done for me when I was little. All I can do now is to wish him to rest in peace, with his family remembering him as a great and kind man. Love, from me to you, Chu Truc.

Yearbook, yearbook and yearbook...

     People Division picture, I'm calling to you~...

Lots of Colours

    This is for you Bao Ngoc, my little fashionista. 

    "Your lips are really dry Bao Ngoc! I'm going to get Vaseline for you."

    "..."

    "Sorry I can't find it anywhere. I have some lotion though. Here, smell it; it smells like baby powder!"

    "..."

    "Don't worry, I use it on my lips all the time. It's baby lotion, see?"

    "..."

    "..."

    "Am I going to get sick using this thing?"

Memes choses? Non.

    I wanted to say a lot today, but I forgot mostly of what I wanted to put on here. However, I can still remember the theme, and it's love. First off, I've gotten over the unrequited love I have had for over one year. I thought that was really significant since I thought I could never get that person out of my heart. But I did, and I'm happy about it. It's not that I don't like that person anymore, it's just that I'm moving on. In addition, my lovely cousin Roxane just came over from Belgium. 

"Roxane, I think you got a bit taller."

"Taller? What? Over six months?"

"Oh, it was only six months? I guess."

To be honest, it was nice to see her again.

    One of my uncles' family, well only the older daughter and the father, has been making me mad lately but I am not going into details about it because today's theme is not hatred. But have you ever considered anyone fake?

Monroe Obsession

Scarlett Johansson for Dolce & Gabbana Cosmetics
Agyness Deyn for Vogue Korea, January 2009 Issue

    The whole Marilyn Monroe look has been appearing all over the fashion industry for the last few years. However, I think people are overusing that image. In my opinion, the Monroe look is quite classy and provocative but no one can replace her just by make ups and hairdo. I know the fashion world can come up with some creative ideas; but seriously, I'm getting tired of this look.

Louis Vuitton

Model | Madonna

    And yes, she's 50. But I must say, I love the color tone of these ads.

Dolce & Gabbana

Model | Sasha Pivovarova

    I love the sleeves, the colour choice along with the texture for these three garments, especially the 2nd one. Elegant, unique and edgy.

An Asian Happiness

    Today is Lunar new year in Vietnam. My mom called me during tutoring and I told her I would call her right back, so I did after an hour. It was wonderful to hear all of those familiar voices again. My grandma, or my hero, is still doing well; I miss her dearly. I promised them I will come back in the summer, and I will (to see your future husband, Thao). Wishes and hopes were made; I was filled with happiness. So Vietnam, I'll see you in the summer!

Real Self

    This morning, I have been skipping through some blogs. It was surprising to see the "other side" of some people. I was wondering if people really try to be cool on the net or it's just me, who doesn't know what they are like. I do respect the blogs that I visited but like I said, I was surprised. I'm not saying that I'm not one of them. Maybe, I'm a wannabe, just like everyone else. I don't know what's the point of this post, but I just want to say it. Intend not to offend anyone, peace out.

Milan Mens Fashion Week. [Fall-Winter 09-10]

Neil Barrett

Giorgio Armani

Gucci

Versace

Alexander McQueen

DSquared2

Prada

Coutersy of  www.frillr.com

Stewart Cleaver

Agency | Empire Model Management, Ford Homme, FM Men, Donna Baldwin Talen

Height | 183cm/6'0"

Eyes | Brown

Hair | Brown

Place of Origin| Bandera, Texas, USA (based in Denver)

Date of Birth | October 25 1991

   

  

    I thought this was quite interesting. He is my age and was born in the same month, we both have braces and he's a model. Quite charming.

Social Butterfly

    I was talking to Ali about her horoscope and how she would marry a homeless by next year, then she suddenly said that Lac's name is adorable. I thought that was really nice of her since she just woke up from her nap (and I know that sensation, it's like a drunken feeling). I miss talking to Lac actually, and I feel like it has been ages since I last talked to him. Boy scouts I suppose, but I will wait.

    I'm sitting in my cousin's bedroom. The pink walls are quite intimidating but listening to the adults downstairs is quite amusing. Jessica is on her laptop, yet again, chatting with her immature friends that she thinks they're too cool to show me the conversations she's having. Her giggles bother me more than anything (even more than her saying "Who would read your blog anyway, besides me?"). Well, what can I do, this is her house. And Jessica, I think I fulfilled your wish. Happy Chinese new year. 

Le Merveilleux

    At the beginning of the day, I was thinking of what to post today and now, multiple ideas are blooming in my mind. 

    Before I started this blog, I was thinking of making it a site about fashion, designs, architectures, arts and such but I'm not a quick news-catcher; also, I didn't want it to be like my favourite sites (they're already good enough). 

    Everyday, going on Design Scene (I can say my most favourite site), I can feel the evolution of architectures and technologies on Earth. I was so amazed with different structures around the globe with unique purposes and marvelous designs. I wish one day I can just go to Dubai, Greece, Egypt and many other countries with blossoming buildings with my lover so that we can just witness that evolution. Or may be just alone...

Crazy, Frizzy Hair. [Gone with the Alfalfa]

    I did my hair today, again. It wasn't on purpose since I had so little time. When I got out of the shower, uncle was already downstairs waiting for me so I just used a towel to put my hair up then sprayed it. Surprisingly, I got many compliments, as well as some WTF-stares. 

    I went home at 7:15pm after all the work in yearbook. The alfalfa has been bothering me lately since my hair grew quite long over the last few weeks. I asked my auntie to chop it off, and so she did after many courses of running up and down the stairs (don't ask why). And so, the alfalfa is gone. But it will be back in two weeks. Arg.

   And for you who is probably wondering why I put the picture above, I think it captures different moods and emotions through the visualization (just like my hair today). Also, I didn't bother to take a picture of my bed head and I hate to publish a post without an illustration. So there you go, "Crazy, frizzy hair."

Le Scaphandre et Le Papillon

    This is my first post for the blog and I dedicate it for Le Scaphandre et Le Papillon. Life has been bringing me down lately, and I can't escape the harsh reality. I know imagining is not the best thing to do, but what can one do when one has no other choice. What's the point of living without imagining of possibilities that can happen in the future, but just accepting the risks and lose the opportunity? Nothing but a plain and uninteresting journey. I prefer to create my own adventure in my head, and then work my way out to the reality.