I have been wanting to put some substance into my photography of late. Particularly for outfits as it gives me the opportunity to play different roles hence bringing my imagination to life. I also believe that a picture weaves a thousand magical tales with very little words.
With that said, I shall start this post with a beautiful poem written by Feuilleton.
The ryhthm of my life..
Even in silence I hear
the distant tune of a song
Playing slow and steady
a melody wherein I belong
Ceaselessly it repeats
besides calm or strife
Constant is my heartbeat
The rhythm of my life.
Sometimes I wonder if age really does catch up with you. I find myself feeling disgruntled, indifferent and disinterested in the superficial things in life. While I spend my week working and dealing with the corporate world, there is always a special twinkle in me as the weekend approaches. Most people my age gear up for a fun night out at a bustling, smoky, noise polluted night club, I take pride in reading a nice book by the window with soft folk music playing in the background. If I feel a little bit more adventurous, I grab my guitar, pack a picnic, kidnap my childhood best friend and cycle away to our favorite park for a laugh or two. Most of the time, she laughs at my hideous attempt to cover Tracy Chapman.
What is it about life that we forget the most trivial things can make you happy and simple things like being with someone you care about while you chat away under a shady tree will always mean more as a memory than a boring text message with jibberish emoticons? Baffling i say.
Snow in Autumn, a name that tells a pretty story. I highly recommend her not only for her beautiful writing, but also as a reminder that the simplest things in life do have unicorns and rainbows hidden within them if you care enough to look.
Anyways, this little outfit is a combination of old little treasures I found in my cupboard. It has been a while since I saw these pair of dungarees. I bought this so long ago at a street stall and I should take an arrow for ever neglecting this awesomeness. I love the little vintage buttons and frilly details on the front and how it isn't too tight. To neutralize this outfit, I wore a white collared shirt on the inside and threw on a mustard knitted sweater Lush Serendipity gifted to me.
As always, to finish, I wore my tattered mesh hat and the most comfortable handmade shoes from India. As you probably notice, I am very much a thrift shopper. I daresay I do not own any kind of branded goods as I find them overrated, plus, I love the excitement of walking into an indie store because these places are magical when it comes to happy fashion finds.
Hat: Thrift store
Blouse: Thrift store
Dungarees: Street stall
Shoes: Handmade in India
Mustard Crochet Sweater: Lush Serendipity
Alright fluffies from my musical imagination, I shall see you in my next post. I will also be linking this post to my full Sanrio inspired outfit video going live this weekend. In the mean time, I would love to know what are the things you like doing when technology and all things superficial are non existent?
Be Part Of The Fluff!