I was once a  mermaid..

I was once a mermaid.. I was once a  child of the ocean. It was dark and beautiful there, under the ocean. I used to take a nap on the waves. My name used to be Aqua.


Shooting with Stanley Chung at the La Peruse. Wearing Shakuhachi dress, Papinelle knickers  and nothing else.

                                                           Modern Day Alice
                                               A girl in her dreamland..

I've always been a dreamer. I've always been addicted to fairytales. I'm a an incurable 'Alice in Wonderland' fan. Mostly, I see myself as Alice. I've wandered and still wander through my own Wonderland. I've moved, travelled and lived abroad on my own. I'm always on a journey. Well, life is a journey right?
I'm always dreaming to go somewhere new. I felt like an Alice when I first moved to Kuala Lumpur. I was an Alice in Singapore. I felt like an Alice when I moved to Sydney on my own.
I was in Alice in Wonderland in Tokyo.

“I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.” ( Alice's Adventures in Wonderland).
Wearing 'Playing On The Waves' by Alice Mccal, headband & socks by Alannah Hill, bag by Nile Perch, Tokyo and  shoes by Acne from Incu.

                                                            I like Fairy Floss

I like Fairy Floss. I like to wear Fairy Floss-like skirts and dresses.
I like to look like Fairy Floss. I like pink roses. I like pink balloons, bubble gums, strawberry milk shakes & pink tutu skirts.

I may be spoiled. I may be a too girly girl. I'm a bit of a princess. But I'm brave and strong willed.
I'm a girly girl with tattoos, boots & fishnet. I am sweet. I am tough..

                                                            Lolita by day..

“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, an initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.” (Vladimir Navbokov, Lolita). 


I'm a Lolita too, by day. I've always been a bit of Lolita. I've fallen in love so many times. I was  a premature teen girl in my teen years. Sometimes, it seems it stopped there like I stopped growing around at that age.  Sometimes I'm still that girl who is so carefree, who wears lace socks, heart shaped glasses, for ice cream coffee or milkshake is the most important matter. I'm spoiled sometimes. I get up late, and look for sandwiches my boyfriend prepared for me.  Sometimes, I like my hair in pigtails or two high ponytails..

I live in my own girly world.. I'm a child girl sometimes. Sometimes, I want nothing more than time for myself, where I just lay on the grass, with legs up, read (more like just see pretty images) my girly magazine...

Or I wear my prettiest dress and walk out of my house happily just to get caramel machiatto from Starbucks then go to a Kiokuniya and flick through the girliest magazines and fashion books. 

I will never fully grow up like the others just like I was matured too early unlike the others.. 

Photo credit: Model Photographic, Bob Lang. 
Shoes: 'Dark Purple Kid' by Energy from Zomp Shoes 
Heartshaped sunnies from Harajuku market. 
Magazine : L'ARME, Girly Fashion Art book.
Dress: 'Cherry girl', Attic
Socks: TOPSHOP. 

                                              KRIJLA (Wings). Dark Fantasy.

You're taking off your evening dress

standing with your face to the wall.
And I can see the fresh scars
on your velvet-smooth back.

I feel like crying from the pain
or falling asleep to forget everything 1
Where are those wings of yours
that I was so fond of?

Where are those wings of yours
that I was so fond of?
Where are those wings of yours
that I was so fond of?

We used to have time,
now all we have is work.
Proving that the powerful feast upon the weak,
Proving that things are going from bad to worse. 2

We've all lost something
in this insane war.
So, where are those wings of yours
that I was so fond of?

I'm not asking you how much money you have,
or how many husbands you've had.
I can see you're afraid of open windows
and upper floors.

If a fire breaks out tomorrow
and the whole building goes up in flames,
we'll perish without those wings of yours
that I was so fond of.

Lyrics of 'Krijla' song, by Russian band Natiulus Pompilus, 'Dark Fantasy' (as named by me), dress by Shakuhachi, Photography by Kelly Anne Photography.
I was looking at these pictures Kelly emailed me, and I couldn't help but reminded of the song Kirjla
by my all time favourite Russian rock band Natiulus Pompilus. It's a very dark yet beautiful song. Just like this dress from Shakuhachi.
The floating long, silk dress with dark blue & purple colors has something very dark, poetic and fantasy like about it. For a night out I wear with my darkest lipstick, jewelled clutch and high heeled Acne boots.
For a day out,  I'd just wear it Jeffrey Campbel platform sandals, Kate Spade box clutch, and plum dark lipstick.