I am now spending some time (reading and watching Korean TV shows) at my parents' house, so I paid a visit to a local second-hand store. It's one of those places where you have to dig and dig and dig some more, and you pay for how many kilos, not how many pieces, you picked up. I get extremely picky when I'm shopping, regardless of whether it's a £2 or a £200 item, so I only took away two pieces I was perfectly happy with - black oversized pinstripe trousers, and a grey men's pinstripe shirt. This proves that one's fashion sense is not necessarily determined by the $$$ (or £££) in their wallet...
I went out to play at the nearby shrine. It is by no means as impressive as the big famous ones, but it offers the luxury of breathing in the atmosphere of a sacred place undisturbed by anyone else, except for a few local cats here and there.
I haven't worn anything colourful for ages, I'm simply not in the mood, but I love the material this mint skirt is made from, so it shines brightly in my monochrome wardrobe alongside my long red CdG coat. To balance the layering and texture clash of the skirts (and the graphic eyeliner), I kept the rest casual and simple - a white T-shirt, a white bandana, white socks, and white sneakers. I made most of the pictures black and white (here I go talking about colour), because I like how they feel simultaneously old and new... A while ago I had a really interesting conversation about Shōwa men combining their Japanese yukatas with Western boots and such, which I find quite fascinating. (Not that you could see Shōwa men walking around in a pair of Air Maxes, so much for historical accuracy.)
KNEE-LENGTH SKIRT - J BROWN (VIA Å-LAND) | EMBROIDERED HAKAMA SKIRT - VINTAGE (VIA NOPPELABO) | T-SHIRT - MONKI | ARM CUFF - C/O INFINITINE | HEADSCARF - BLAZE | SNEAKERS - NIKE AIR MAX
When I was a kid, I hated Sundays. There was something about the air of nothing to do, which made me feel uneasy floating in the twenty-four hour time span. That is why even now I am always trying to make myself do something, even if only for the sake of doing something, just to escape that old Sunday feeling.
Last Sunday, in the middle of laundry and watching odd films, I finally got round to play with some jewellery the people at Infinitine were kind enough to send over. I have a thing for decorations that don't look like decorations, be it simple lines of metal or chains or light bulbs (although pearl and gold clad in this case). This vintage Issey Miyake Men shirt I bought recently is perfect to make the jewellery stand out, and at the same time it matches the whole lazy-to-life mood.
ALL JEWELLERY - C/O INFINITINE | SHIRT - ISSEY MIYAKE MEN (VIA NIBUNNOICHI) | SHORTS - H&M | SPAGHETTI TOP - MONKI
A follow up of my last post. Selected moments from my (second) trip to Seoul in June.
Although many of them remain imprinted in my mind only, not on my camera's memory card. A street party in a playground taken over by street artists and young kids. A street musician playing old Coldplay songs (damn well). A modern dandy smoking outside of a suit shop. A family restaurant's owner explaining the kinds of meat each meal is made of using gestures and facial expressions only. A rooftop hangout with chamisul, makkoli, and corn cone crisps (They are the sh*t.). A flea market where a famous actor (apparently) buys your friend tequila while his friend googles him for her. Seoul is the kind of place that makes you want to experience it through your own senses directly rather than through the lens of your camera.