Mandarin Collar

Melody Wen, 21
Student


I'm in love with her Mandarin-collar coat. This kind of collar is considered old-fashioned and conservative in the modern Chinese society because it covers the whole chest and neck without revealing any skin.

But it may also be the subtleness that makes me love this kind of collar. You never know if there would be an amazing body or beautiful heart hidden under those buttons, right?

Winter White

Merry Christmas everyone.

What I like about wearing white in the winter is that it is in essence not a colour, just like a blank paper where you can write whatever you want, hence more imaginations and fantasies. And who doesn't like fantasies?

Sometimes indulging in fantasies is my favourite luxury on earth.


Thanks Nicolas for taking the pictures for me, he's my good friend living in Shanghai. He has an amazing photo blog, check it out here.

Shanghai Vol 2: Brighten up the Cold

Lily, 28
Online Shop Owner



In Shanghai, the day after the snow, many people dressed in vibrant hues to conquer the cold weather, Lily's mustard scarf is the one who gave me the biggest smile. The fringe on her bag swinged briskly with her breezy walk under the beautiful sunlight.

I hate those people who say cold weather only brings sadness, because they don't even try to appreciate it and take advantage of it. The best way to solve a problem is to solve the problem, but not avoiding it.

Shanghai Vol 1: Heavy Knit

April
Model


I met April in a fashion show in Shanghai where the first snow of this year came just now. One thing I admire is that people still dress up despite the cold weather. April was so smart to wrap her waist up with a knot belt to conquer the bulky shape brought by the chunky knit cardigan.

And her over-sized purple bag is just amazing.


P.S. Sorry for being such a bad blogger. I was busy at work before and now I'm in Shanghai for a week or so. And I really love this city.

Fur Collar

Shoes from Jeffrey Campbell




The last month of the year has come, finally. I uncontrollably trap into my world of imaginings where I reckon something really good would happen in the future, while at the same time my subconscious self keeps rewinding the old memories of the past.

Maybe if I break those futuristic imaginings and old memories by pieces and mix them together randomly, they may accidentally end up in the exact good shape that I want them to be.