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27 Things I've learned in the U.K

Friday, 30 October 2015
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1. Poorly means sick. Nothing to do with poverty.

2. Do not attempt a U or 3 point turn . Try 5 point turns. Better still...buy the smallest car you can find.

3. Sidewalk is called pavement here. They’re built for skinny people.



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4. Lollies are sweets and popsicles are lollies.

5. The letterbox is attached to the door, not planted at the end of a driveway.

6. Central heating is the norm.



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7. It's considered sacrilege to put ice in your tea. You're violating centuries of tea drinking tradition.

8. Bureaucrazy bureaucracy is the government and old establishments' way of reducing unemployment in the country.

9. Anything sweet taken after the main course is called a pudding. Including the pudding.




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10. A town can be bigger than a city but can’t be called a city because it doesn’t have a cathedral.

11. There are more accents in the U.K than there are bones in my body.

12. School dinner is eaten at lunch time.




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13. Tea is a meal taken in the evening. A cup of tea is a beverage.

14. When someone tells you to bring a plate, make sure there’s food on it.

15. Vests and pants are underwear.




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 16. Apologize for everything even if you don't mean it. Sorry.

17. When a Brit tells you “let’s meet for coffee sometime” they’re just being polite.

18. Queueing is UK’s national pastime.




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19. Talk obsessively about the weather.

20. Public schools are actually private schools.

21. National food:  spag bol, fish fingers, bangers and mash, beans on toast




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22. It WILL rain.

23. You're cross but never angry.

24. In order to sound posh, use more words than necessary to get your point across.




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25. Slippers/jandals/thongs are called flip flops here. Don't EVER speak about thongs here unless you're buying.....g strings.

26. Learn to drive manual cars. Automatic cars are for sissies.

27. Tomato sauce is ketchup, chips are crisps, fries are chips.




Deciphering Make-Up

Wednesday, 21 October 2015
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Make up is the bane of my life. Can't live without it lest I scare myself sh*tless looking in the mirror first thing in the morning. Can't draw to save my life either. Still life, painting landscape, drawing a line as close as possible to your lash line in order to define your eyes (mimicking the voice of a beauty guru), .....pffftt....same thing.  Whatever.

It all sounds so bloody complicated. It's taken me years but I've finally figured it out. The dummy's guide to deciphering make up:


1. Smokey eyes
A makeup technique whereby one smears gobs of soot on their eyelids.


2. The No Make Up Make Up look
A look which can only be created by using a ton of products on your bare face in order to look........barefaced.


3. Nude lipstick
A lipstick that matches the color of your lips to replicate nude “natural” lips which you already have in the first place.


4. Kabuki
It's a brush, not classical Japanese dance drama.


5. Contouring
To create an optical illusion of a sharper nose, slimmer face and more angular cheekbones without undergoing any plastic surgery.


6. Strobing
Contouring is sooooo last year. We now i-llu-mi-nate.


7. Make up terminology
Winged has nothing to do with birds (or Greek mythology) nor waterline with the maritime industry.


8. Gloss
A gooey and sticky substance that you smear on your lips to trap flyaway hair.


9. Concealer
Concentrated foundation repackaged in tiny containers and renamed as concealer.


10. . Evolution of all-in-one creams
First came the BB (blemish balm) cream which was a major hit. This was soon followed by CC (color correcting) and DD (daily defense) cream. A game of one up-manship ensued so recently, we have EE (enlighten even). I'm dying for someone to come up with FF cream soon. I'd like to call it Flawless Forever. Thank you.





Layering for Autumn

Saturday, 17 October 2015
Autumn layering

1. Maje Basalt leather jacket
2. Nike tech fleece cape
3. Frame Denim jeans  (up to 70% off HERE)
4. Isabel Marant Etoilé  Karon striped top  (50% off red version HERE)
5. Mansur Gavriel tote
6. New Balance 620 sneakers


I find autumn a rather tricky month to get my outfits right. It's not overly cold but one can be easily fooled by the occasional sunshine which disappears in a blink of an eye. One minute you're toasty warm and the next, you're freezing, thanks to the gusty Arctic wind. If you're living in the U.K, well.........be prepared to get drenched any point of the day. Ah........the joys of living in the Northern Hemisphere where we do go on and on about the weather. #bloodyEnglishweather

To survive the temperamental English weather means tackling the art of layering so that you're not roasting alive in a thick winter woolly nor risk hypothermia (like secondary school kids who'd rather freeze to death for the sake of looking cool than put on a winter coat like normal humans. Yes, that's the mom in me talking). Let's start with this popular Isabel Marant Etoilé  Karon striped top which is sheer enough for layering but looks great on its own when you need to peel off the outerwear.








I must've been a cat in my previous life because I hate getting wet but detest carrying an umbrella. The solution to my problem is to wear coats/jackets with a hood attached. I've seen rave reviews of this Nike tech fleece cape which is designed for optimal heat retention, a low back hem to cover the butt (yay!) and an oversized hood (don't you just hate hoods that barely cover the head?! Like seriously WHY??! WHY??!). The arm holes are narrow enough for a better fit so that you won't look like a walking human tent. I love the idea of wearing a hoodie (here's an affordable cashmere hoodie) under a black perfecto leather jacket. It has a rocker punk vibe to it without sacrificing comfort.








When it comes to leather jackets, I'm all about the fit. The shoulders have to sit just right, the sleeves not overly loose, the armholes narrow and the waist slightly tapered so that there's still a semblance of a womanly silhouette when worn. I've tried on many leather jackets and the best of the lot are still French. I adore leather jackets by Rick Owens (Rick Owens is an American but his atelier is based in Paris so I guess his clothes can be considered French), Balenciaga, Maje and Iro. Mango does a mean job for a High Street brand. Oak is a fabulous AND an affordable brand but their jackets are sold out in most stores. I guess the trick is to find one that's fitted but still has enough room to layer.









My friend, Laura who has seriously amazing taste recommended Frame Denim ripped black jeans. I'm going to give them a go as I rarely find jeans that fit well.








I'm still totally rubbish with heels. Can't run in them either unless I want to smash face down on the concrete ground. Can I just repeat how much I love the current sneaker trend? May it go on and go till eternity. Amen. Anyway.........since I'm pretty darn short, I try to find sneakers that have nice thick cushioned soles which will add a much needed inch or two. I'm planning to get a pair of New Balance 620 sneakers to replace my well worn 420s.







Classic Chanel Bouclé Tweed jacket GOES Rocker Chic

Wednesday, 14 October 2015
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Chanel boucle tweed jacket, Zara ripped jeans, Isabel Marant Étoile t-shirt, Hermes Cape Cod watch, H&M wool scarf, Hermes belt and Topshop ankle boots (similar affordable version).

Chanel jackets can look overly prissy and posh. Neither suits my personality well since I tend to favor the slightly unkempt appearance. You know......the half tucked in top, ripped jeans, unbrushed hair kinda thing. Says the woman who's a dirt magnet and ALWAYS manages to get a stain on her new white top right where it's visible to the whole wide world.

Having said all that, I've been enamored with handmade Chanel jackets for well over a decade now. Nothing beats their workmanship which is truly a work of art. The coke bottle cap shaped buttons are a quirky feature on the prim and proper classic bouclé jacket. I caught sight of a tweed jacket from the 50s at a depot-vente in France, designed by Coco Chanel herself and mine is a near perfect copy of the old design but with an updated modern tweed fabric.

Personally, I prefer to add a little rocker chic elements to a Chanel jacket for a more contemporary look. I bought mine secondhand at a much discounted price but these days, I'm seeing more and more French contemporary brands producing rather impressive modern tweed jackets. Here are more affordable options.







I've been looking for a pair of faded grey ripped skinny jeans and found mine at Zara. Sad to say that they're bloody uncomfortable as the waistband tends to dig into my muffin top. Arghhhh. So...back to the drawing board. I'm fascinated by these grey ripped jeans which are dearer but have great reviews.







This H&M wool scarf was a FABULOUS find. My friend, Sue was left speechless when she found out that I actually bought it at a store. Surprise, surprise. I girded up my loins and braved the insane crowd at the mall (Sue said I should call it a shopping centre like Brits do). I lasted an hour and decided online shopping is still the way to go...... Anyway, this H&M wool scarf is made of 100% wool but in reality, it's super soft and doesn't irritate my sensitive skin. I've compared it with the popular Acne "Canada" shawl and would you believe it....they're nearly identical but the High St version costs only £29.99. It's also large enough to double as a wrap or blanket which is handy to have if you fly often.

Isabel Marant Étoile t-shirts tend to sell like hotcakes. They fit beautifully on the body, sheer enough to drape but not too see through that you're flashing your undies at innocent passersby. The long sleeved version is perfect for fall/winter but equally cooling in summer. I'd originally intended to get one but they sold out in a blink of an eye so I ended up purchasing the short sleeved tee instead.










Explore England: Lacock, The Cotswolds

Friday, 9 October 2015
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The minute someone finds out that I'm from New Zealand, there's usually an excited squeal. Apparently, the country's on nearly everyone's bucket list, thanks to Lord of the Rings. On the other hand, I'm thinking....but but but wait....what about your picture perfect English villages with their neatly pruned gardens and centuries old buildings seeped in history?? Just so you know I've stopped dashing about touching everything and exclaiming "WOW, I'VE JUST TOUCHED SOMETHING 750 YEARS OLD!!" Folks around me would inevitably take a few steps back and snickered. I even arrogantly told my mom who visited me recently that "this building is ONLY 400 years young." While she did the gasped-in-wonder-awestruck-jaw-drop thing, I dragged her off to a truly old church. Beat that. I'm a seasoned U.K dweller now, folks. But I still secretly hyperventilate with a silent Oh Em Geeeeeee.

Lacock is another one of those fairy tale medieval villages within The Cotswolds. Just so you know, BBC's Pride and Prejudice and Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince were filmed here. *squeal*  We came  on the day when they were holding their war festival. Everyone was dressed up in 1930s/1940s costumes while we, in our normal and modern outfits stuck out like a sore thumb. The small picturesque village was practically heaving with visitors. Scores of war memorabilia were on display including armored tanks and jeeps.




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We arrived late when people were starting to leave. Lacock seemed like a movie set where we stepped back in time to the 1940s. People carried on playing their roles while we took a stroll down the narrow lanes, completely bowled over by what we were seeing. Nostalgic war songs were sung live at a local pub while many sat and listened as they enjoyed a pint or two. It was an extraordinary event to observe.




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We stopped by a nearby teahouse and restaurant, Sign of the Angel for a spot of afternoon tea. The staff there were patient enough to put up with my incessant questions about the 15th century tudor styled building which was once a coach inn. They've retained many original features such as the rustic medieval open fireplace and low wooden overhead beams. We left Lacock feeling like we'd spent a day in a period drama. It was a truly magical experience.


The Edgier Alternative to Black Denim

Monday, 5 October 2015
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Outfit: Isabel Marant Étoile linen t-shirt, R13 crossover waxed jeans, Birkenstocks, Hermes Cape Cod watch, The Kooples jersey hoodie, Miu Miu sunglasses and Topshop ankle boots.


The quest to find a pair of black denim began when my trusty ol' skinnies became so threadbare, a hole appeared along the rear. I suppose walking around with patched jeans particularly just below my butt cheek can be considered a fashion statement.......but I probably get a few raised eyebrows in a conservative town like Winchester.

I LOVED the idea of leather leggings. I even bought a pair which incidentally still hang in my closet, looking as new as the day I bought them. Even though leather pants looked AMAZING on my friends, my stumpy legs looked like a pair of glossy haggis. Like ewwww. Seriously.

I wanted to try something different.  Something a little edgier and doesn't adhere to my not-so-skinny legs like cling wrap. Enter these R13 cross-over jeans. I asked the ever stylish Theresa for advice as she owns a pair. They're waxed but not overly shiny. They're loose in all the right places but fitted where it counts. Most importantly, the cross-over jeans are crazy comfortable. I don't feel like my innards are being squeezed.

I usually take a size 26 but more often than not, I aim for a 27 cos I LOOOOOOVE to eat. In the end, I decided to size down to a 25 which I'm relieved because they run big. Weird considering they're made in Italy and you know how teeny tiny their clothes are. I could've easily gone down to a 24 if I wanted a skinny fit but nope.....a girl's gotta eat.

Do excuse the disheveled look and the unintentional bra exposure! That's me on a good day with the t-shirt kinda hanging out and unbrushed hair. This was taken by Lil L right after a 4 hour photography workshop (thank you to all those who came all the way to Winchester to attend the workshop) and then grabbing Amanda off to an impromptu photo shoot followed by a mad dash home to dump my gear and sprinting off to pick up Lil L from school. At least I remembered to reapply my lippy. Whew!





6 life lessons

Friday, 2 October 2015
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How much to share 

Over-sharing? Bland post? Or somewhere in the middle? If you've been blogging for years now, there comes a point where you're at a loss trying to translate thoughts into coherent sentences. I've been on all levels of the pendulum. The noise generated by social media is deafening. I'm often left bewildered trying to figure out how to filter out the infinite amount of information just to get to what I truly wanted to read.

Sharing your honest thoughts, struggles and the lessons we've learned build a kind of solidarity amongst fellow readers and bloggers. It makes us more relatable and helps to empower those around us too. On the other end of the spectrum, you've got the in-your-face bragger  (usually the same ones that love to share their ultra fabulous home, perfect husband, perfect holiday, kids that are smarter than Einstein) which you frequently see on Facebook that most of us unfollow. Everyone wants to celebrate each other's successes but NOT when it becomes like a boastful verbal diarrhea.





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What to say 

Someone once told me that "I NEED to say it because that's how I feel and she's wrong." WRONG. The truth can hurt but harsh words - spoken or written can obliterate a relationship and the hurt can carry into eternity. It's ok to be opinionated but it's far better to use a bit of wisdom to ascertain when and how to voice it in a manner that does not offend the other person. I never quite understand trolls or those who get into spats on social media or in real life. It's petty, childish and ultimately, reflects badly on the attacker.

It's ok to disagree since we're all individuals. Otherwise, we might as well be robots. Why is it necessary to bend someone to our way of thinking? It's amazing what we'll say, all in the name of pride. We're more likely to build fulfilling lifelong friendships if we're more considerate towards one another. Sometimes adults behave far worse than kids. I've always believed that wisdom does not come with age but to those who seek it.

It's so much easier to point out another's flaw than our own. I'm just guilty as charged. Sometimes we over-analyze what the other person had said and take it out of context. A few kind words one on one can clarify the misunderstanding quickly rather than blabbing it on social media and turning it into an unnecessary warfare. I used to react and lash out when I was attacked. Having to learn to curb my tongue and behave the opposite of what I truly want to do is.........very very difficult. Self control is a sign of maturity. Easier said than done by the way but I'm getting there  s l o w l y. If the words thank you and I'm sorry were used more often, they'd be far less wars.








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Self talk 

A close friend of mine and I started a mini bible study group recently. Just the two of us. One of our exercises was to list out our strengths. You'd think it'd be an easy task but I truly struggled. I've read all about self talk, regurgitate it often enough.....but to put it into practice? Difficult. I continue to draw my inner strength and wisdom from God that I may learn to be kinder to myself. To believe in Him rather than listening to naysayers.







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To succeed at all costs

Asian or Jewish parents (or parents who are immigrants) have extremely high expectations of the next generation who are programmed from young to excel or else. Their life was excruciatingly difficult in the days where poverty was rife. Compliments are rare because the Asian culture is seeped in Confucianism which means one has to be "modest". I use this term lightly because most Asian parents love to compare and nothing makes you feel more worthless than being compared to someone else.

Unless you've succeeded like Bill Gates or Jerry Yang (Yahoo) or show material wealth, well....you're still rather lacking. Filial piety is observed without question so children are often pushed to set aside their dreams to fulfill their parents'. Life is dreary with no end in sight if you don't enjoy what you're doing.

Suicide rate in South Korea is the highest amongst the OECD countries. The pressure these kids are under is immense to the point where schools had to lock up access to the rooftop during exams. It isn't uncommon for a student to suddenly leave the classroom, walk up to the highest point and jump. While this is rather extreme, those of us who were educated in Asia would understand the pressure of performing well as anything less than an A is unacceptable.

Those in my generation are trying to buck the trend by finding our own successes whether they're big or small. I hope my daughter will have a different life where she's encouraged to find her own destiny. Money does bring happiness to a certain extent but not at the expense of everything else. I'd rather leave behind a legacy of relationships than material wealth that I can't take with me.






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Being beautiful and popular 

The obsession with being popular is an epidemic these days, largely thanks to social media. It was definitely around when I was in school but your home was a sanctuary from peer pressure. These days, kids and yes, us adults too are constantly reminded how popular we are all day by the stats on our social media which is flashed on your screen every waking hour. In the world of blogging where statistics take precedence, it's interesting to see how there are those who are unwilling to know you because you're....well....not popular enough. It's glaringly obvious when you're at a fashion event and the organizers fawn all over the more popular blogger or social media superstar while you're left standing in a corner wondering why you'd even bothered to attend (after arranging childcare, dashing to the train station and running like the hounds are chasing you to make it there on time).

Popularity has a correlation with looks so it's little wonder that online beauty tutorials have sprung up like mushrooms. People are naturally drawn to beauty but how you make them feel will leave a lasting impression. Perhaps I'm older now and have been through similar situations several times around, I'm a little less bothered, though at times niggling self doubt does rear its ugly head. I've had long conversations with close friends who used to be the most popular kids in school. Being popular isn't what it's cracked up to be. Worshipping people is never a good thing as none of us are perfect and will inevitably fall short of expectations. Beauty and popularity wane over time and what are we left with?





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Being self conscious 

Most of us are naturally self conscious. We worry about how others perceive us. It has taken me decades to come to the realization that it's a waste of brain juice and all it does is add more unwanted wrinkles. Why? Because people are more concerned about how they appear to others that they don't have time to worry about you. So what if your fly is undone or your hair isn't cooperating? No one died. Laugh about it and the world will laugh with you, not at you. It'll break the ice at a gathering and perhaps you'll make a friend or two. Be interested rather than interesting. People love to talk about themselves.

I was always this awkward kid who'd fumble through conversations trying to look cool yet had the opposite effect. I'm still not the best at parties and tend to avoid crowded events as much as I can.  I've since learned that they're many more just like me. I'll never be an extrovert but time and experience have helped me to discern those who're kinder and more empathetic from the pack. They're usually the ones that wear a few battle scars, overcame certain hardships and have interesting stories to tell.  It sounds rather corny but the saying....eyes are windows to one's soul is true.



If you've enjoyed this post, do check out Amanda of Online Stylist's 5 Unwritten Rules of Blogging and Lucy of Fashion Me Now's Lessons in Happy. Please share life lessons you've learned so far that have had an impact on you.


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