From an awesome primer to an awesome sci-fi-fantasy RPG YouTube series, June brought some great things into my life
and here are ten of them.
A good oversized tee is there for you when you want comfort, style, and comfort.
So much comfort.
Versatile and available at a very good price, this $15 men’s tee has become a beloved closet staple.
To see this shirt in action, make sure you stay tuned over on trf, where some exciting videos styling this shirt are coming your way!
The relaxed fit and light fabric makes these pants appropriate for summer, while the smart colours and striped detail make these pants kick ass in the summer. A perfect crossover of formal and casual, I have gotten so much use out of this pair of wrinkly pants that I almost walked past in store.
It’s grabbing and trying items that you wouldn’t normally pick up that makes shopping far more fun and worthwhile. Occasionally you’ll come across something that you really like, and the fact that it’s different from your existing wardrobe is how your style evolves and becomes more unique.
Back in 2013, HonestlyWTF introduced me to the concept of double exposure photography, via the incredible works of Oriol Angrill Jordà. In Jordà’s series blendscapes, he combines watercolour, acrylic, coloured pencil and graphite to create mesmerizing portraits that perfectly mimic the style photography. Recently, I revisited Jordà’s work to use as inspiration for my visual arts class at school, inspiring this piece along the way:
Although the final piece simply does not compare to Jordà’s masterful combination of hyper realistic sketches and perfectly placed paint (goals, amirite), experimenting with different media offers a great opportunity to familiarise yourself with a medium, experiment with techniques, and figure out what you can do to tie different components together into one visually appealing image.
You don’t need camel coloured boots nor a flannel shirt to have an adventure that feels like it’s straight out of a Pinterest board: you just need to go! (Although if you’re going below 15°C I recommend at least a light cardigan…)
Living in the small concrete filled island of Singapore as a high school student, I understand the feeling of “BUT ITS ALL SO FAR AWAY AND EXPENSIVE“. However, you’d be surprised what’s out there, in your local area and beyond. A good adventure might not be as far as you first thought!
So, here are some images to inspire you to start looking! (Or, if anything, to try treat this beautiful planet we call home a little bit better 😊)
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I’m all for paying attention in class, but if my in-class interest is ever beginning to waver, you better hope there isn’t a pen in my hand or else someone’s ’bout to break out the doodles up in this bitch.
Here are a few of my best moments in spontaneous art (and poorest moments classroom performance) from the past year!
Sometimes, we let lots of “big things” fill up so much our lives, or allow little things to inflate so big that we lose sight and become ignorant of the many little things we are ever so blessed to have. Here are the “little” things I’ve learned to appreciate the most recently, albeit they sit with many other things considered necessities to contemporary human existence and survival not-mentioned-but-still-appreciated.
Friends who can make me laugh, and who I can make laugh too.
It’s a connection not always found, a connection that’s missing when we first meet people, the reason friends are nice to be around, the reason I would occasionally rather not talk to strangers, sometimes the only reason I smile. (ooft deep).
One wagamama receipt. When I last saw my friend Tina before I moved, we were only 13, an age when ‘hanging out’ almost exclusively meant coming over after school or having a sleepover. Three years later, when I visited home (NZ) in June, Tina and I had a classy, grown up dinner at wagamama. It’s scary to think how much we grow up in three years, and how so many things can remain the same.
One ticket to The Fault In Our Stars. Despite having read the book with zero tears and little love for the story, I left the cinema looking like a wrung out rag, dying for Augustus and Hazel to stay for a sequel, my heart as crumpled as this ticket (in the best way). Perhaps my favourite movie of the year.
One Fashion Cents program. In order to raise funds for our upcoming house building trip to Cambodia, around 45 of my grade 10 peers and I hosted a fashion show. Through donations, auctions and product sales, we raised a rough total of $12,000. I always love it when everyone comes together, regardless of clique or group, and puts in so much effort and with such fruitful yield. That night marked my first musical performance since grade 5 (though no one was really listening to us ^^) and it was a blast being a model for a night.
One mass printed notice. I got my braces off this year! I’ll never forget the bliss and new found freedom of being able to eat apples without it getting stuck everywhere and the speech struggles of having a new retainer.
One “Happy Birthday” banner. The last day of my camp in Cambodia just so happened to be my birthday. My roomie and I became good friends within the three nights we had been there, and that fourth night solidified the bond by staying up ’til 3am with another friend talking, laughing and eating junk food we bought down the street. Three hours of sleep later, I tiredly ate my breakfast when I realised most of my friends had vanished. My roomie brought me to our friend’s room, which led to many questions: Why aren’t we going to our room? Why do you need to check up on Alex? Why are there balloons all over the floor… HAPPY BIRTHDAY! My teacher had bought me balloons and a banner, which my friends so kindly inflated and fashioned into a sash I wore until I arrived home that afternoon. Although I slept through the rest of the day, this was definitely one of my favourite birthdays.
One currency exchange receipt. A mate in my drama class left his bookwork to the last minute. I lent him my book. He said he’d pay me $20. He put everything into his own words. He only had Taiwan dollars. He’s rich, so he didn’t care. $40 and all I did was my homework. So much win that day.
One uniform pass. Remember when my hair was completely red? (Link to see it below) And it lasted for about a week? My head of year gave me this pass after seeing my flaming hot head in case I got into trouble before I dyed it darker (or incase they thought I had caught fire or something). “Uniform variation” and “item: hair” gets me everytime. [School logo and signature has been edited out with my pro iPhoto skills]
One myki fare receipt. After visiting NZ, I stopped by Melbourne to visit my brother and my friend Ameya. She showed me the streets, the shops, and I fell in love with the city. It was so strange to see her again after three years, after we have both grown up in completely separate countries. After the ten awkward initial minutes had passed, however, everything fell back into place and I had the most incredible time. Riding the trains and trams (what the myki cards are used for) were one of my favourite parts.
An assortment of tickets and pamphlets from my housebuilding trip to Cambodia. It may not seem like a highlight at first, seeing the tower of skulls in The Killing Fields, touching the former classrooms and playgrounds of S-21, and seeing the aftermath of Pol Pot’s utterly horrendous rule right before me. This trip opened my eyes to the horrors humanity can cause, the cruel acts we’re capable of, and, most importantly, the forgiveness, love, compassion and progression that we are very able to posses despite having such fresh wounds. This trip inspired me to be more generous and giving and encourage others to do the same; the knowledge gained from pamphlets, memorials and people creating an experience I won’t let myself forget.
Throughout the year, I throw random tidbits into a box, things I think I might like to look at down the road. Here in this post, I present to you 9 items meticulously curated for your viewing pleasure. These items have been cherished, crumpled, and/or forgotten in my pocket, but each hold a distinct memory, feeling, or importance to the year that has now officially passed us; forming a sort of museum if you will, the museum of my 2014.
I hope you enjoy the small stories I have to share with you! Click any image to begin.
Last night my family and I spent Christmas Eve in Gardens by the Bay, a 101 hectare park that laces together concrete, glass, lights and greenery. Not quite the kiwi Christmas in the Park, but a outdoor-people-packed event all the same.
though every bloody event in Singapore is people-packed isn’t it.
The 30 degree air was filled with light showers, city lights and chatter; French, Mandarin, Malay, English, all weaving together to form an indistinguishable hum. Our tables were filled with hot satays, chicken wings, fried rice and fresh coconuts. And my eyes were filled with these lovely sights: