tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74351527423135913512024-02-02T11:32:07.129-08:00We're all mad here. You're mad, I'm mad.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-57623616734749756422009-03-10T13:48:00.000-07:002009-03-10T14:05:08.430-07:00It's been a while...<span style="font-family:verdana;">It's been so long since I last posted, and a lot has changed since I've moved to London... First of all, I'm not as happy as I thought I would be. I thought being near my boyfriend would make me happy, but it's not the same. I feel like living in London has made me lose the grip of who I am, since I've moved away from home. I just haven't made as many friends as I thought I would have, and the close friend I have made are moving away! They're all moving home.<br /><br />I feel as though it is my fault, like I didn't try hard enough to put myself out there, make more friends, be more social... but after a couple of racist incidents, it really got me down, like people here made me feel ashamed of my ancestry.<br /><br />What was nice through was that my boyfriend was there for me, even when I felt like giving up, and he's been helping me emotionally, even financially.<br /><br />I really feel like moving back to LA, just to live life there. I really miss California, and all the friends I've grown to love.<br /><br />So much to think about.<br /><br />One of my favorite movies of all time:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2cfTRLS-8dd6V0fh1r8pfiLrAT3-FkpNUcLt_LZQFwaQMFcKRDamRQKIUJqxWrz2qLi3uYewBgpDAc4Pa59iWFK8GV-11aJg_OpAZ66dD89QwPACj51Vc0lJiqFmoU1KzyRxdxh199Hk/s1600-h/rulesofattraction.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 506px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2cfTRLS-8dd6V0fh1r8pfiLrAT3-FkpNUcLt_LZQFwaQMFcKRDamRQKIUJqxWrz2qLi3uYewBgpDAc4Pa59iWFK8GV-11aJg_OpAZ66dD89QwPACj51Vc0lJiqFmoU1KzyRxdxh199Hk/s400/rulesofattraction.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311667686341503794" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisJp7AzRVGADtO0qdYnrReIMen9o1Mky8dlP3cR1AEpSeiVQNSmKbrWZj0tfaJFCKLGJyR-l1kSKlWbC55BciLFBLMu9kwSQNRFTXfXpHmstl4hTPtQL2vPmM1bL4cHuYbUZkZ8if4OPQ/s1600-h/155624__rulesofattraction_l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisJp7AzRVGADtO0qdYnrReIMen9o1Mky8dlP3cR1AEpSeiVQNSmKbrWZj0tfaJFCKLGJyR-l1kSKlWbC55BciLFBLMu9kwSQNRFTXfXpHmstl4hTPtQL2vPmM1bL4cHuYbUZkZ8if4OPQ/s400/155624__rulesofattraction_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311667832694544290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7RsXzKUO9wPl-FjUjFn1BHXUDfuK644U9GgQ7axgdn9pvdKJ8xuJoTomRcX5E0ZVg_tny2-UqXPnrTfDD6PCg24oa_FnZYOURLFgTImT2EO8wmRv738mG8JufNhuv5zq2lqvaVv3G7Og/s1600-h/MV5BMTkyMDQxMDc1NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNzA3NzE3._V1._SX485_SY323_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7RsXzKUO9wPl-FjUjFn1BHXUDfuK644U9GgQ7axgdn9pvdKJ8xuJoTomRcX5E0ZVg_tny2-UqXPnrTfDD6PCg24oa_FnZYOURLFgTImT2EO8wmRv738mG8JufNhuv5zq2lqvaVv3G7Og/s400/MV5BMTkyMDQxMDc1NV5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNzA3NzE3._V1._SX485_SY323_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311667943928180642" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-41513860182360562432008-10-12T14:07:00.000-07:002008-10-12T14:17:02.020-07:00Let's Touch Down in London Town<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/birthdaycrop.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 714px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/birthdaycrop.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">On my 21st birthdaaay!</span><br /><br /><br /></div>It's been a really long time since I posted in here!<br /><br />So, I've made the big move to London. My room is lovely; it's a little bit 'lived in' now, so it's so much more comfortable. I can a clear view of the London eye from my room which is amazing! It's so beautifully lit up at night.<br /><br />Life in London is amazing. So far I've had lots of fun exploring London and meeting new people. I can't even explain how it feels that I'm living in LONDON! I definitely am going to make the most of the 3 years I have here. So far I've already managed one celebrity citing (Pixie Geldof) at the Oxford Circus branch of TopShop.<br /><br />I'm not much for words right now but I willd definitely be updating very, very soon, and hopefully more often.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-82583915792627904712008-08-13T10:01:00.000-07:002008-08-19T10:09:23.943-07:00Change of Plans<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06232.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06232.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Crazy Bangkok rain..<br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Wow, wow, wow.<br /><br />It's been such a hectic few week. Lots of changes have been happening. Actually, no, I'm wrong. There's only been one huge change. The big news is, I'm not going to the London College of Fashion anymore, and I'm not going to pursue any Fashion Journalism degree. After much deliberation and talking with my parents, it seems that Fashion Journalism would be a dead end career. I convinced myself I was eventually going to like it. I don't think I am passionate about Journalism enough to really pursue a career in it and follow through it. Therefore, I've come to terms that LCF isn't going to happen anymore.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">However, </span>I am still going to school in London though. Whilst I applied to LCF, I also applied to the London College of Communication for a BA in Marketing and Advertising. I already have a background in Marketing from FIDM, so it just seems like the next logical step. So this week it's been all about getting my documents together for my student visa, withdrawing myself from LCF and officially accepting the offer from LCC. The British Visa Application happens to 16 pages long... blah.<br /><br />I also had to do a do a Tuberculosis test to ensure I wasn't bringing the disease to the UK. But I mean, I don't think I would be running around making student visas if I were sick? And then I had to go do an X-ray at another location, and return the scans before 3 PM on the same day. <span style="font-style: italic;">Then </span>I rushed to the Visa Application Center and handed in my application before it they shut down at 3 PM, and I barely made it. Thank god I did because I can't imagine running around like that all over again.<br /><br />But then it's a matter of whether the British Embassy will grant me the Visa or not... *Sigh*<br /><br />Even though I withdrew myself from LCF, I got their Welcome Pack this week and even though I'm not doing that course anymore, I'm still really excited about moving to London. I think it's going to be an amazing experience. I'm actually <span style="font-style: italic;">almost </span>excited for cold weather. I mean, living in Bangkok and then Los Angeles, I've never really experienced the seasons changing. So, I hope I'll appreciate the weather. I've already bought an awesome leather jacket and a few scarves and gloves!<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06230.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06230.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm leaving for London in 3 weeks. I can't wait!!!</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-36611572024912714802008-08-09T10:56:00.000-07:002008-08-10T03:56:45.391-07:00Just Another Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06212.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06212.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>What I'm wearing today:<br /><ul><li>Dress from Soda</li><li>Shoes from LA fashion district</li><li>Bag from Landmee</li></ul>I've been going a bit insane in terms of acessories lately. A lot of the times now I'm more interested in how I accessorize my outfits than what I'm actually <span style="font-style: italic;">wearing. </span>So a few weeks ago when I went to Suan Lum Night Bazaar for a little harmless shopping, I really do mean harmless. I bought a adorable bunny ring for just 120 baht, the equivalent of a little over US$3. Here's a pic:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06213.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06213.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">In love, basically.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">I also purchased a lovely pair of heart shaped glasses. These will be my third pair. I actually came across the old pair I used to have when I was 6 or 7.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06214.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06214.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">I can't get enough of these. So cute.<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">It's getting closer and closer to the time I have to depart from Bangkok to London. I still haven't paid the school fees, received the admissions package or gotten a student visa. I'm freaking out. I have one month do to everything. I just can't seem to pull myself together. Argh.<br /><br />Let's end with Kate Moss shall we?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i36.tinypic.com/2eziyaq.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i36.tinypic.com/2eziyaq.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Beautiful.</span></div><br /></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-53982613396056608222008-08-04T01:14:00.000-07:002008-08-05T09:06:17.996-07:00Bangkok: Rants & Raves<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06113.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06113.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Random cop in Thailand advertising McDonalds. </span><br /><br /></div>Most of you will know that Bangkok as the capital of Thailand. For Thai people, it's <span style="font-weight: bold;">Krung Thep. </span>However, if you want the <span style="font-style: italic;">full name </span>of Bangkok, it's <span style="font-weight: bold;">Krung Thep Mahanakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Yuthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit. </span>Yes, there's even a song (which I had to learn when I was 12) to sing the entire Thai name of Bangkok. Did I ever learn it? No. What's it's relevance to this post? Well, here goes.<br /><br />Bangkok is my home, I know that for sure. I grew up here, and it was a wonderful 18 years of my life. But before I moved away for college, Bangkok was all I knew.<br /><br />But after two years of living away from Bangkok, I've put my opinions into perspective.<br /><br />Raves:<br /><ul><li>Shopping is cheap as hell<br /></li><li>It's always Summer in Bangkok (well, the rest of Thailand too)</li><li>People are very friendly here</li><li>Dining is amazing here</li><li>Nightlife is a lot of fun</li><li>You will be able to find food at 4 AM no problem</li></ul>Rants:<br /><ul><li>Random strangers will tell you you're fat with a straight face (been a victim of that many, many times)</li><li>You won't find shoes that find over size US 8 unless you're really lucky</li><li>Large clothing sizes are a rarity</li><li>Can't travel anywhere without traffic</li></ul>Why did I have the sudden urge to place a review on Bangkok? It's because I'm not stick thin and my feet are relatively large and it just seems like shopping here isn't so great as I once thought it was. I guess I was used to living in LA and being accustomed to stores having my size and finding shoes easily. But then at the same token there are many wonderful things about Bangkok. Such as the food, weather, people and of course being at home, with my family and loving the familiarity of things.<br /><br />Totally random off topic, just checking out Oh No They Didn't blog and they posted pics of Angelina Jolie & Brad Pitt's new babies... but all I could see was how cutie Shiloh is:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/059121a29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/059121a29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Gosh, Shiloh is just too cute. I bet she must be so spoilt. I mean, how do you say no to a face like that?<br /></div><br /><span>Kim Kardashian's make up at the Teen Choice Awards 2008 was perfect, she even dressed very demurely (well, in comparison to her usual form fitting outfits) and she looked beautiful:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/49896_kim_kardashian_teen_choice_ce.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/49896_kim_kardashian_teen_choice_ce.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06186.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06186.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Recent Outfit:<br /><ul><li>Dad's Shirt</li><li>AA Leggings</li><li>TopShop sandals</li><li>Landmee Clutch</li></ul><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06187.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Miss you </span>:(<br /></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-66226490665742803272008-07-27T06:26:00.000-07:002008-07-27T09:53:31.685-07:00Unintentional Hiatus<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">Hello.<br /></div><br />It's been a <span style="font-style: italic;">very</span> long time since I last posted on here, far, far too long. Ever since being back in Bangkok, things have been a bit of a mess. First of all, a family member has been recently diagnosed with Liver Cancer, and so that has been very traumatizing and stressful. It was a complete shock to everyone because it came so unexpectedly, and symptoms didn't show until very recently. After several trips to the doctor, we received news that they are able to operate the tumors and we were ecstatic.<br /><br />In other news, my Dad has recently come to the conclusion that he completely does not support my design to pursue a degree in Fashion Journalism in London. He hates the idea that I'm not studying in the US anymore, and that Fashion Journalism is useless. He yells at me every time he hears me talk about how excited I am about going. He thinks it's too expensive just because it's the United Kingdom and would prefer me staying in the US, and that I have to start thinking about his retirement money as well. I mean I am willing to talk with him but every time we do we end up having a very heated argument that leads to nowhere. I'm already nervous about moving to London since it is an expensive city, I'm aware of that, but going to LCF was part of my plan after FIDM and he pretends he wasn't aware of it, but I've told him many, many times. I wish he would understand that I'm scared too. Moving to a new place, with new people, culture, environment. On the other hand my mom supports me entirely, which I really appreciate.<br /><br />Aside from all the issues, I've been meeting up with high school friends which has been really lovely. I just got back from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia as well. I really love that city.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06141.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">His new T-Shirt... says it all really. ;)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06149.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06149.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Going for the Androgynous look at the airport</span> (ignore the horrible face)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06152.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC06152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Super cute dress I bought in Malaysia!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">So I hope all is well for everyone this Summer. I can't believe how fast the time is flying.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-59758651116451024612008-07-17T23:13:00.000-07:002008-07-17T23:14:25.879-07:00I promise I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. Things have been crazy lately. A new update soon!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-10262365397540261762008-06-30T19:49:00.000-07:002008-06-30T21:19:37.513-07:00Shop Lock and Drop It<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/kevsa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/kevsa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Me and the boyfriend messing about the in the sweltering heat of Bangkok</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><br />So I've been back in Bangkok for almost a week now, and the unfamiliar setting has now become quite... familiar. At first being home felt very uncomfortable; I was 'California Dreaming' as the Beach Boys said. I missed Los Angeles a lot. I missed the freedom that I had there; doing whatever I wanted, leaving my apartment at midnight for a walk, taking the metro to my friend's place, whatever. But now Bangkok seems wonderful again. The friendly people, the wonderful food, not to mention the awesome shopping that I had completely forgotten about.<br /><br />Speaking of shopping, I was doing my rounds in the Siam area (for those of you not familiar with Bangkok, well, it's the shopping Mecca) and I came across this small stall. And it was like the heavens parted; a vintage stall. I have been a long time fan of vintage clothes and accessories but I have never been able to find anything to my liking. But this small little stall, probably a 2 x 4 metre stall had the best selection of vintage dresses I have ever encountered. I think I probably lodged myself in that small stall for about an hour trying on a variety of beautiful dresses. I bought two, and I went home. But there was that one red chiffon dress with built in elastic belt and long ruffled sleeves and a beautiful peter pan collar... and did I mention the delicate flower print pattern? I went back the next day hoping to see it there but, someone had taken it. But I settled for an equally as beautiful dress (in the exact same style) but with a different, bolder pattern. I've come to the conclusion Bangkok is definitely a fashion city. Did I mention how much they were selling the dresses for? Three for a mere 500 baht (about US $8).<br /><br />I've also rediscovered the just plain awesome brand called 'Kloset'. This season they've paired geometric prints on chiffon and empire waist dresses and blouses and gold and bronze whimsical jewelry; a necklace I tried on was a seashell locket, opening to reveal a pearl, too cute! Alas, it was way out of my budget range and my boyfriend had to quickly pry my hands off this store before I did some serious damage on the CC. Although of course now I'm pining for this one high waisted skirt. *Sigh* But HUGE news for the Bangkok... a TOPSHOP has FINALLY OPENED! And it even has some Kate Moss TopShop items! But I was also kind of disappointed, in all honestly I would rather shop in the Thai boutiques than in TopShop, and I'm kind of surprised at myself for saying that!<br /><br /><br />What I'm wearing:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/coat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/coat.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I just bought this lovely coat which is so adorable! The fabric is very thin and airy, pretty much in love at this point. I also bought a vintage Chanel purse which I am absolutely in love with!!! That's also going to be on heavy rotation this Summer. I'll post better pictures soon!<br /><br />I can't wait to wear my new vintage (oxymoron?) dresses!<br /><br />Ahh, I love Bangkok all over again.<br /><br />P.S. Thanks everyone for the lovely, lovely comments. I will return them ALL.Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-69187301670905236882008-06-25T16:14:00.000-07:002008-06-25T19:29:46.934-07:00Back In The Motherland.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/LA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/LA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Bye, Downtown LA... I will miss you.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>So, in the course of one week, I saw my boyfriend again, finished school, graduated, and packed up all my things and moved back home. Wow, I was a complete emotional wreck this past week! I was so happy to be done with school and I feel like I've really accomplished something. But then I had to say bye to some really good friends and it was really difficult. After feeling homesick for so long, I finally felt like LA was a place I <span style="font-style: italic;">could </span>call home. I had good friends, a pretty cool internship going, and school was also going well. It's hard when a lifestyle you've become accustomed to comes to a screeching halt. All of a sudden, you're packing up your things, you're saying good bye to awesome people.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/grad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/grad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">At our graduation<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/bff.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/bff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">My BFF and I, laughing. She's wearing the sunglasses I got for her. We were balling about 30 seconds before this photo was taken. </span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/fam.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/fam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Family :)<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">The entire ceremony was really awesome (but a bit too long) and it was just nice to see friends I haven't seen in a while. We had congratulations from the CEO of Bloomingdales, Macy's and even Paul Marciano gave us a little pep talk. That was really cool and unexpected.<br /><br />So that's what has been keeping me busy the past week and half. Moving all the stuff into 5 suitcases (I don't really know how I accumulated so much stuff) and finishing up school. It was really intense. I feel sad about leaving LA, I really love this city. It was really daunting to leave LA after two years of wonderful experiences. I have nothing but positive feelings about my time there.<br /><br />Outfits from my last week in LA:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/hM.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/hM.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/street.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/street.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/km-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/km-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Feel like I might be getting my groove back ;)<br /><br />And I was tagged by the lovely ladies <a href="http://pearls-in-your-hair.blogspot.com/">Ariella</a>, <a href="http://belowen.blogspot.com/">Belowen</a> and <a href="http://mycuervogirl.blogspot.com/">Pam</a> and the rules are: <strong>“List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now, shaping your spring. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to.”</strong><br /><br /><ol><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lollipop by Lil Wayne</span> - I love Hip Hop what can I say? This song is so catchy and I just want to bump and grind along to it. The lyrics are perverted I'll admit that, and a little sexist but I'm not one to be serious about a catchy song.<br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Viva La Vida by Coldplay</span> - I've been a long time fan of Coldplay ever since I first heard 'Yellow', but Viva La Vida is such a beautiful song and puts me in a really introspective mood.<br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Time to Pretend by MGMT </span>- This song is just plain awesome. It's about having fun and living in the moment, which is how I plan to live my life, forever.<br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Shut Up and Let Me Go by The Ting Tings</span> - I basically want to dance like a headless chicken whenever I hear this song. Awesome beat, lead singer has a great voice.<br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">I Wonder by Kanye West </span>- Kanye West is a pure genius when it comes to writing songs, and this song pretty much sums up what a true artist he is.<br /></li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Whatever Happened? by the Strokes</span> - I first heard this song on the soundtrack for the movie <span style="font-style: italic;">Marie Antoinette, </span>and I just love it. It's rock 'n' roll!</li><li><span style="font-weight: bold;">Beat It by Michael Jackson </span>- It's a classic. Need I say more?</li></ol>I'd now like to tag Nita, Jenna, Kimvee, Rodellee, Erika, Richel and Fashion Chalet.<br /><br />Alright, I'm off to finish painting my nails, an eletric blue :) Yay for Summer!<br /><br />P.s. What are everyone's plans for summer?<br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-82961611597455522832008-06-23T09:21:00.001-07:002008-06-23T09:22:08.988-07:00GraduationI graduated on Saturday.<br />It was bittersweet.<br />I'm heading home today, to Bangkok.<br />I don't really know how I feel about that.<br />I'm going to miss LA...Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-76059308157581421872008-06-16T00:33:00.000-07:002008-06-17T08:29:00.911-07:00Infatuated, Fixated, Posessed<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Happy one month anniversary to me and my blog!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Wow. Time really flies. I remember when I was younger, I couldn't wait to be older. Now, I'm thinking, <span style="font-weight: bold;">where did the time go?</span> It's just absolutely mind blowing.<br /><br />Have you ever tried something on, but doubted yourself, then went home and starting obsessing over it? Well, that happened to me this weekend. I took Kevin (<span style="font-style: italic;">yes, he's finally here!</span>) to the Beverly Center, where we literally shopped until we dropped. I tried on this top I've been coveting since I saw it on <a href="http://www.fashionjunkiie.blogspot.com/">Fashion Junkie</a> and <a href="http://lamodeestpoison.blogspot.com/">Fashion Poison</a>, but at the time it looked totally unflattering. But when I went home I just couldn't stop thinking about it. I was just obsessed. I hope I'm not the only one who's like that.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/hm_woman_28.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/hm_woman_28.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Image via <a href="http://www.nitrolicious.com/">Nitrolicious</a><br /></div><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">I mean, I just could not resist.<br /><br />Another thing I've been completely going crazy over is the classic <span style="font-weight: bold;">Chanel 2.55</span> flap bag. It's just insanely timeless and I just want one so bad. Of course I'll do it once I actually have a real paying job not just an internship. I don't know if I could ever shell out $2,000 on one item if it's not going towards something useful like a laptop, car or something along those lines.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/9104/chaneljumbogw8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/9104/chaneljumbogw8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Gasp, sigh, drool.<br /></span></div><br />I'm going to post an outfit I wore today for a class presentation, but I'm still in a funk with my clothes. I've been shopping but I haven't been truly inspired about the way I style my clothes. I hope I snap out of it soon. I'm in a weird phase right now.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05844.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05844.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Excuse the mess. I'm about to be moving soon so everything is just everywhere.<br /><br />My boyfriend is also in town which is so special. It's weird to think our long distance relationship is now over, now we will only be living two hours apart, instead of 10 hours apart and having the north Atlantic ocean between us. Something doesn't feel right like it's too good to be true; both of us feel like we're going to be leaving the next day. I'm graduating with an Associate of Arts degree in Merchandise Marketing this Saturday. <span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm thinking of decorating my Cap.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Any ideas?</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wwd.com/content/articles/061108_04%20%283%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://wwd.com/content/articles/061108_04%20%283%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />P.S. For all you American lovers of TopShop, it's finally jumping over the pond and right into the middle of the Big Apple. That's right, I'm sure some of you have heard but TopShop is <span style="font-style: italic;">finally </span>opening in the United States. It's been described as a "40,000-square-foot store composed of four selling floors; glossy shelving; futuristic lighting tubes and a DJ booth, both suspended from the ceiling; an "army" of mannequins; a shoe lounge; 32 changing rooms, and a VIP suite for the expected celebrity clientele". Sounds bloody amazing to me! Article from <a href="http://wwd.com/issue/article/125644?page=0">WWD</a><br /><br />Thanks for the comments I appreciate them all!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-2341986310652240352008-06-13T22:12:00.000-07:002008-06-13T22:54:53.652-07:00Beginning Of The End<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.collegeprofiles.com/images/fidLA-Campus.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.collegeprofiles.com/images/fidLA-Campus.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Good Bye...</span><br /></div><br />So, I'm graduating from FIDM next Saturday (that's hoping I pass all my classes this quarter). It's really a bittersweet feeling to be honest. I know I should be happy, it's a big accomplishment. But it also means it's my last few days living in Los Angeles, a city that I've really come to love. I know I'm going to miss it. I just love meeting people, the new and different things that happen every weekend, the crazy adventures with my friends and all the laughs we've shared. As cliche as it may sound, moving here has totally changed my life, for the better. Moving all the way from Thailand I was forced out of a bubble and into reality, and I am so grateful for all that I've learnt here. I think moving away from home has definitely made me a better person. I'm confident in my own abilities, unafraid to take on new challenges and definitely stronger. It really took me a while to get the ball rolling in the city; finding friends that weren't flaky was very hard, being taken advantage of many times, but eventually I did find friends that are just simply amazing people. I started an internship with an online clothing boutique a few months ago, which I love, and now everything seems to be going well and I have to leave it all behind. I'm just confused about leaving because before it was all I wanted but now all I can think about it staying in LA...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/outfit3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/outfit3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Wearing today: TopShop Boutique dress, leather waist belt, UO Initial necklace and gladiator sandals from LA's fashion district<br /><br />It's kind of hard not to go shopping when LA's fashion district is like 5 blocks away and has such cute and amazing things to buy... *sigh* but at the same time I've been feeling so uninspired with my clothes, I've just been repeating the same outfits over and over... Blah.<br /><br />Much love and thanks for those who read my blog!Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-53980350333382602482008-06-09T18:45:00.000-07:002008-06-10T20:28:37.676-07:00I Met Perez Hilton<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2007/10/08-15/perez-hilton.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2007/10/08-15/perez-hilton.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Yes I met Perez Hilton... At Hot Topic<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">So <span style="font-weight: bold;">Perez Hilton</span> has been mentioning a couple of times that he has a 'fashion line' coming out at Hot Topic. I don't think I have purchased anything from Hot Topic since 2004 when I bought a 'Vote for Pedro' shirt as a joke. But anyway, I really wanted to meet Perez Hilton ever since I moved to LA (been reading his website since 2005... introduced my best friends to it) and so I convinced my friend who lives right in Hollywood to go to the Hot Topic Store at the Hollywood & Highland center and meet him. We didn't actually spend the $20 like we needed to in order to get wristband to talk to him. I actually spent $8 on a pack of six earrings as shown below:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/Clip_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/Clip_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />So we waited in line (I can't believe I actually did for Perez) and he was about a half hour late, and offered his fans free spring rolls. When we actually got to the table where he was signing, he was so mellow, he didn't even flinch when I told him I was from Thailand, but he complimented me on my mustard yellow Balenciaga bag. He asked me if it was Marc Jacobs. Shouldn't Perezzle know this stuff? Anyway.. to review his line, it's actually way too scene looking for me, but I shouldn't be surprised anyway because it's Hot Topic. I took a picture got his autograph blah blah... I was just over it, because he was too. I was actually genuinely excited, but it was obvious he didn't want to be there. He was wearing baby pink hair extensions and lots of foundation. He was nice though. My friend took a picture on her phone but it didn't send so :(.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://198.65.21.73/images/rider-waite.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://198.65.21.73/images/rider-waite.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tarot Cards... How much do YOU believe?<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>So on a drunken Friday night I went to a Psychic with a friend. I told the psychic I'd do a Tarot reading (past, present and future) if she offered me a better price because I'm a starving college student. So for $20 she would do it. She lured me in by saying she had a lot of good things to say, and that was my energy was good. First she said, you're stubborn. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Yes. </span>You work hard but no one really notices.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> Yes. </span>You are unhappy about how things are going. <span style="font-weight: bold;">No</span>, I tell her, I'm actually quite happy with the way things are going. You're lonely at times, she says. Yeah, but who isn't? And then all of a sudden she says I have a <span style="font-weight: bold;">dark aura</span>, and that once it's black I can't do anything to change it. People can feel my negativity even though I'm not a negative person. She also proclaims someone's cursing me, and has taken a <span style="font-weight: bold;">lock of my hair</span> and is using black magic on me. She then says she can fix it with crystals, candles and incense, to which I responded, "right, for another $20?" and she replies "money is just a piece of paper. You are young, you are beautiful, you shouldn't have to go through this". She then continues to ask me if I was in a relationship, and I asked, "<span style="font-weight: bold;">Can't you tell </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">me </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">that?</span>" Since you know, she's a so-called 'psychic'. She says no. She then says I am unhappy and I am running away, and unsure of our relationship. I say, "no, I am actually running to him, he's coming to LA this Thursday" and eventually I just got so pissed off because she was clearly taking random guesses and I stormed out and left without paying because let's face it, it was total bullshit. I told her "<span style="font-weight: bold;">this is not worth even $5, I am not paying, this is crap</span>". I really did not feel like paying $20 for something any person with even the slightest rational thought could tell me.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The rest of my weekend was rather mellow, which is nice. The boyfriend is flying in this Thursday, and I can't wait to see him. For some reason it feels like I haven't seen him in <span style="font-style: italic;">years, </span>but it's actually only been about two months.<br /><br />What I am wearing today:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/km2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/km2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>KM for TopShop dress, UO Ballet flats.<br /><br />P.S. OMFG!!! I'M ON PEREZ HILTON!!! For only like, half a second though. I'm in his video that Hot Topic made of all the fans that went to see him at H&H. Here's a print screen:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/Clip_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/Clip_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>*Click to view bigger*<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I hope you had a nice weekend!<br /></div></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-9370514325101179812008-06-05T01:46:00.000-07:002008-06-05T02:46:18.234-07:00Me and the SexHaha, I know what you all are thinking. This post isn't about sex. It's about the movie, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sex and the City. </span>Oh my god. If you haven't seen it by now I am telling you: <span style="font-weight: bold;">GO NOW! </span>It was one of the sweetest movies I have ever watched. Nothing has ever been able to fill the void Sex and the City left when it ended four(?) years ago. Oh my god the clothes in the movie... don't even get me started. From the Dior to the Prada to the Chanel! Basically died and gone to heaven. The movie just answered so many questions that I had. Will Carrie end up with Big? Will Charlotte finally have her own baby? What happens with Miranda, how's her family life? Is Samantha still with Smith Jared?<br /><br />I went on a Wednesday night thinking no one would be there... boy, how wrong was I? My friend and I wanted to watch the 10.10PM showing and it sold out! Then we got the 10.25PM showing and a queue starting forming... and it was <span style="font-style: italic;">long. </span>I was thinking, "<span style="font-weight: bold;">this is out of control</span>". And then when we were allowed to go in, people were running to get good seats. I mean, really, Wednesday night?<br /><br />Please, if you haven't seen it... go!!!<br /><br />There was a look I really loved, and I didn't even get to see it in the movie!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/8429/100207sex13400x400ls5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img516.imageshack.us/img516/8429/100207sex13400x400ls5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">That Prada bag is pure ecstasy.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/8321/100207sex14400x400mn2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/8321/100207sex14400x400mn2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Timmy Woods Eiffel Tower Bag... Oui Oui, </span>s’il vous plaît!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/6656/100207sex03400x400qk0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/6656/100207sex03400x400qk0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The girls... together again!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">For those of you who have watched the movie... what do you think? I want to hear your opinions! I am also seriously going ga-ga over <span style="font-weight: bold;">Lily's Cupcake handbag</span> with the crystals all over them. If you've seen the movie, you will know what I am talking about.<br /><br />One thing that's also got my obsessing... the five finger half glove. I am totally dying for them!!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://patriciafield.com/ProductImages/accessories/5_finger.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://patriciafield.com/ProductImages/accessories/5_finger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">On my wish list... for suresies!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div></div>Wow, I was so excited about this movie. It makes me want to get all gussied up all the time, even if it's just to the grocery store. It made me want to be more cutting edge and daring when it comes to fashion and clothing; really all about having fun. This was such an awesome movie, I'm so glad I got to see it.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">And if you still haven't seen it... like I said before... GO NOW!!!<br /><br /></span></div></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-4103940811546057732008-06-02T21:17:00.000-07:002008-06-02T22:02:17.722-07:00I Can't Wait<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artandcommerce.com/DOC/AAC/Media/TR3/F/K/S/3/AAC36162.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.artandcommerce.com/DOC/AAC/Media/TR3/F/K/S/3/AAC36162.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Summer is right around the corner.</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">I'm so excited for a number of reasons. One, my boyfriend is coming in 10 days, two, I am finishing school in 3 weeks, three, I am graduating so soon, four, summer is here, and five, I am seeing my family in 3 weeks as well (I haven't seen them for 5 months, and my sister since last November). It's hard to believe I've gone this long without them, but time has flown by relatively quickly. I've never been so excited to see my boyfriend, Kevin. Usually I'm very patient and don't really get excited until the last few days, but now, it's all I can think about.<br /><br />Last night was the <span style="font-weight: bold;">MTV Movie Awards</span>, and the fashion was very... interesting. I think my favorite look of the night must've been Liv Tyler's and Charlize Theron:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/mata_ps/pictures/Liv3/f50ac80e.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/mata_ps/pictures/Liv3/f50ac80e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/20669_Celebutopia-Charlize_Theron-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/20669_Celebutopia-Charlize_Theron-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Scorching.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Definitely two of my favorite looks for the night. I don't think pink or gold could ever go wrong. Actually, maybe it can, but these two got it right that's for sure.<br /><br />So last Friday I went to <span style="font-weight: bold;">Six Flags Magic Mountain </span>and I pretty much had the time of my life. The first ride I went on was the brand new <span style="font-weight: bold;">X2 </span>which I waited in line for two hours for. My friends and I were bitching towards the ending, contemplating whether this ride was really worth a two hour wait. But... it was <span style="font-style: italic;">so worth it. </span>I'm an adrenaline junkie; the faster, the higher, the steeper, the better. But this ride totally exceeded all my expectations. I feel backwards, forwards, span around, it was crazy!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Trend Love: <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Fading Colors<br /><br /></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/fashionshows/F2007RTW/NRICCI/RUNWAY/00430m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/fashionshows/F2007RTW/NRICCI/RUNWAY/00430m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Nina Ricci<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/fashionshows/F2006CTR/ESAAB/RUNWAY/00220m.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.style.com/slideshows/fashionshows/F2006CTR/ESAAB/RUNWAY/00220m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Elie Saab </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I absolutely love this trend, especially when I first saw this trend with Prada handbags. Of course I have my tie dye blue dress which I adore, wore again this weekend. Speaking of what I'm wearing...<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/outfit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/outfit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>What I'm wearing: KM for TopShop blouse, vintage belt, high waisted skirt from LA's fashion district and gray patent peep toe shoes also from LA's fashion district.<br /><br />That was an enormous post, I'm off now, gotta get up early for my internship.<br /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-25902340841603512632008-05-28T15:55:00.001-07:002008-05-28T16:38:34.992-07:00It's Been a While Old Friend.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/anouckplayboy1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/anouckplayboy1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/anouckplayboy2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/anouckplayboy2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Wow wow wee wow.<br /><br /></span></div>So I came across these two pictures of Anouck Lepere's pictures of her in PlayBoy France I was totally blown away. I sound like a total pervert but she looks hot! I didn't even know that was a French version of PlayBoy. I definitely prefer that version to the fake tan, big boobs and blonde hair extensions girls we see on the covers of the American PlayBoy. (Cough *Girls Next Door* cough)<br /><br />Wow, I can't believe it's been a whole five days since I last blogged. Time really does fly I guess! This weekend I didn't end up going out of town, instead I decided to stay in LA and hang out with my girlfriends. I went to visit my friend's awesome new apartment right in the heart of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Hollywood.</span> I'm totally jealous.<br /><br />This weekend is one of my good girlfriend's birthday, and I'm so excited. Tomorrow morning we're all going for breakfast at a place called <span style="font-weight: bold;">Toast</span>, then going for dinner at the Geisha House and bowling the same night. On Friday we're all going to... *drum roll please* <span style="font-weight: bold;">SIX FLAGS!!! </span>I'm so excited it's going to be a great week!<br /><br />Here is me wearing my recent purchases:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05808.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05808.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/outfit1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/outfit1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Outfit #1: H&M dress, Urban Outfitters belt, TopShop shoes<br />Outfit #2: Lux dress, motorcycle jacket, TopShop shoes<br /><br />I've seriously got to stop shopping. I think I might have a problem. No, really.<br /><br />Until the next post! :)Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-26820815266184564742008-05-23T15:16:00.000-07:002008-05-24T00:08:27.106-07:00Feeling Blue...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/photo7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/photo7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The dresses have arrived... at my boyfriend's house in the UK. </span><br /></div><br />I just finished school for the day. I got an A on my midterm... I suppose I should be happy but I've been feeling quite sad lately. This week has gone by very nicely though, so I don't know why I'm sad. My school had their <span style="font-weight: bold;">Graduation Carnival </span>which was really cool, lots of wonderful food, fortune telling, cotton candy, mechanical bulls, caricatures, tacos, corn dogs... it was really awesome. Followed by a midterm at 6 PM, then drinks at a friends. My poor liver must be suffocating because that night was gruesome, lots of drinking. It was nice to catch up though.<br /><br />Maybe it's the weather. It's overcast today and it honestly feels like shit. I have random bouts of homesickness because I miss my family a lot, I haven't seen any member of my family for five months. It uplifts me a little is that my boyfriend is coming to visit in less than three weeks. I'm so excited to see a familiar face again! Oh and did I mention how uber stoked I am to be graduating??? Probably not because all I've been obsessing about is the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Kate Moss TopShop</span> dresses which make my heart palpitate.<br /><br />I'm hoping this weekend will be fun. I'm going down to San Diego to visit a friend from high school. I think it'll be nice to get out of LA for a couple of days.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nicole Richie</span> has been really on her game lately when it comes to her style. I personally think her style has improved since she's had Harlow. I like her style better now because it just seems so freaking effortless:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/2733/richienicoleprintmaxidrtt8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/2733/richienicoleprintmaxidrtt8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"Where's my babydaddy?"</span><br /></div><br />I think today's outfit really reflects how %!&*!@%@ I feel on the inside:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05794.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05794.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Wearing:<br /><ul><li>TopShop boyfriend Blazer</li><li>TopShop ruffle top</li><li>MNG jeans</li><li>Jazz lace up shoes by Fairy tales do come true</li><li>Thomas Wylde scarf<br /></li></ul>Have a good weekend guys. And thanks for all the comments I promise to reply soon.<br /><br />Picture source: fadedyouthblogSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-63846084569395680702008-05-20T19:07:00.001-07:002008-05-23T10:20:02.825-07:00World's Greatest BoyfriendLast night I was obsessively trying to order the red pansy print dress from Kate Moss TopShop (that I've mentioned 3 million times) and I wasn't able to, and I gave up and went to bed. In the morning I barely had time to talk to Kevin, my boyfriend because of my internship I was so busy. He e-mailed me saying he bought the dress for me because he was worried it would sell out (which it did). So when I did have the chance to talk I asked him what color he bought (between the purple and the red) he wouldn't tell me, and I said "tell me later" and hung up because I was styling a photo shoot for my internship and couldn't be away for long. He then e-mailed me again and said he wanted to surprise me because he bought me both dresses! I was so stoked I couldn't stop smiling, just because I know he loves to surprise me like that. They've already sold out in the stores and on the website. I won't see the dresses until my graduation next month when he comes visit but I feel so lucky! Wow, I totally sound like a slave to fashion.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/untitled-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/untitled-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Kate Moss' latest collection of TopShop has now cropped up all over eBay, which makes me so angry. Because I think the clothes belong to the people who actually want to wear them, not to people who hawk them on eBay for 300% the original price! It's so unfair!<br /><br />I haven't formally introduced you guys to my boyfriend yet. His name is Kevin. He's 20 years old. We met in high school in Bangkok, and have been together since February of 2003. He's amazing. We have been doing long distance since September of 2006 and I'm so happy to say that in June that will all be over! As I previously mentioned I'm moving to London and he's currently studying in the United Kingdom as well. Technically we won't be in the same town but it's better than being a 10 hour flight apart. Here's some pictures of him from when I went to visit him and his family in Switzerland:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_2411.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_2411.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_2098.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_2098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I miss him so much. We get to see each other every three months which I feel so lucky for. He's coming for my graduation in 3 weeks and I'm literally counting down the days. He really is my best friend.<br /><br /><span>Here's what I wore to my internship today:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/resize.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/resize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05782.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05782.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/resize3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/resize3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/resize2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/resize2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Wearing:<br /><ul><li>Kate Moss TopShop t-shirt</li><li>MNG Jeans</li><li>TopShop gladiator sandals</li><li>Kate Moss TopShop silk tailored coat</li></ul>I desperately need to stop wearing TopShop soon. I think my other clothes might be feeling jealous. ;)<br /><br />One perk from my internship: I got a freebie today. A Thomas Wylde scarf to be precise!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/129809420_o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/129809420_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Life is good right now :) But I do apologize, this was quite a hefty post. I hope you enjoyed it though!<br /><br />Picture source: TopShop, Chic Little DevilSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-20968527917889829032008-05-19T15:12:00.000-07:002008-05-19T17:05:31.271-07:004 hours and 45 minutes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/maindress_280_489960a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/maindress_280_489960a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>So like any other Kate Moss fanatic I'm counting down the hours to when I can order her Summer 08 collection. I've seen previews for the collection and let's just say that life really won't be the same unless I have certain items in my closet. As previously mentioned my heart palpitated when I laid my eyes on the red pansy print dress and I predict will be sold out within the matter of minutes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/pansydress_280_489958a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/pansydress_280_489958a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Of course there are other items which are also really beautiful, and very reminiscent of Ms. Moss' personal wardrobe:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/stripepromdress_280_489956a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/stripepromdress_280_489956a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/silverwaistcoat_280_489973a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00489/silverwaistcoat_280_489973a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />TopShop alone never fails to amaze me, let alone Kate Moss TopShop.<br /><br />Speaking of all things British, I've come to realize today that I am graduating from the Fashion Institute of Design and Merchandising in about 4 weeks time. It's really difficult to believe that two years have flown by so incredibly fast. I've had a blast living in Los Angeles, even though in the very beginning I felt like a small fish in a big pond. I moved all the way from my home, in Bangkok, Thailand, leaving my friends and family behind to pursue an education in fashion. I knew that after FIDM I really wanted to continue my education at the <span style="font-weight: bold;">London College of Fashion</span> (University of the Arts) and I am so tremendously excited to begin my Bachelor of Arts degree in Fashion Journalism there. I'm moving there in September and I can't wait to begin life in London. I'm so happy to have spent time in LA but I really want to live in several places before I settle down. I would be so proud to say I've lived in three of the best cities in the world: Bangkok, Los Angeles and London.<br /><br />Anyway! Here's what I wore today:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05763.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05763.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05767.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05767.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>It was scorching hot in LA today so I wore something that would keep me cool. I'm wearing:<br /><ul><li>Issue blouse (from Bangkok)</li><li>American Apparel skirt</li><li>TopShop gladiator sandals</li><li>Urban Outfitters feather hairband</li></ul>I'm actually not entirely sure I like this outfit 100%, but, it was an experiment.<br /><br />Picture source: The SunSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-17104594874311004082008-05-18T14:27:00.001-07:002008-05-18T14:34:19.597-07:00Upstaging the bride?When I saw Nicole Richie in this dress, there was no way I couldn't update. Ashlee Simpson and Pete Wentz were married this weekend, but honestly, who really cares about that? All I care about is Nicole Richie in this magnificent butterfly sleeved floor length dress she sported at the wedding:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/09725_ashlee_wedding04_122_1159l-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/09725_ashlee_wedding04_122_1159l-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>That's about the best angle I could get on her, oh my gosh that dress is utterly fabulous. Drool.<br /><br />Picture credit: cg imagesSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-39652331086442092812008-05-18T11:40:00.000-07:002008-05-18T14:56:46.436-07:00Rocking Robyn<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_6396.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 324px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_6396.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />At the very late hour of midnight last night my friends and I decided last minute to attend the Perez Hilton after party for the very beautiful and immensely talented Robyn. Also in attendance was Jeremy Scott and Jeppe from Junior Senior. Let's just say I was about 5 feet away from Robyn and my friend next to me couldn't stop screaming "Robyn is a baller". I think how the night went was pretty self-explanatory. What was even cooler was that I somehow ended up on the Cobra Snake website:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_6351.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 617px; height: 408px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_6351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Unfortunately I wasn't really camera ready and ended looking like a sour puss but, nevertheless I had an amazing time and Robyn was so cute. And of course the music was absolutely crazy, especially when they started playing tits and ass, the whole crowd pretty much went nuts. Honorable mention goes to this lovely lady who insisted on giving her name card to Robyn:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_6271.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/IMG_6271.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I hope I'm not politically incorrect by saying how much this hot tranny mess made my night, she was pretty fierce. Not as fierce as Robyn though.<br /><br />And now the obligatory what I wore today... although once it again it was technically yesterday:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05750.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05750.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05754.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05754.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Sorry my photos aren't so glamorous but they will improve over time!<br /><br />Wearing:<br /><ul><li>Forever 21 multi colored dress (I'm in love)</li><li>TopShop open toed lace up booties</li><li>TopShop large bow clutch (not pictured)</li></ul>So that was my Saturday night/ Sunday morning. Unfortunately, I didn't even get to meet Perez or even see him! Apparently he was only there for 10 minutes. Bummer. Perez I will meet you one day!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Sarah<br /><br />P.S. Here's the story of my life right now...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/dishwasher.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 513px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/dishwasher.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Photo Credit: The Cobra Snake, PostSecretSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-23239373040388733192008-05-17T21:32:00.000-07:002008-05-17T22:10:16.401-07:00Mischa Barton Cannes do it!Let's been honest. All the young, hot Hollywood ladies are in a fashion funk right now. Lindsay Lohan? Too many leggings. Paris Hilton? O.T.T. Nicky Hilton? Snooze fest. Even Mischa Barton has been missing more than hitting lately, until I came across this picture of her at the Quintessentially/ Margherita Missoni Party at Cannes, France:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/003332046_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/003332046_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Now that's really a look that Mischa Barton should keep doing over and over again. Just everything about this Missoni dress is perfection: the length, the material, florals (my current obsession), the ruching at the neckline, it's just amazing. This dress just screams summer perfection. Honorable mention also goes to Jade Jagger, who was looking pretty fabulous herself:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/006332046_6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/006332046_6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Two beautiful people, two beautiful dresses. What more could you ask for?<br /><br />Picture Source: Mischa-B.comSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-53390561808073903932008-05-17T11:42:00.000-07:002008-05-20T20:25:58.498-07:00It was a beautiful day, in LA<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Good Afternoon lovers! </span><br /><br />Yesterday I had a midterm in one of my classes, and I think it went quite well. I actually spent more time thinking about what I should be wearing instead of studying for my midterm. But overall, the day panned out nicely. After my midterm I returned to my apartment for some R&R, before heading to North Hollywood to visit some of my best friends, and had a nicely girly talk with them. I really treasure nights like these, because to me, it's all a girl could ask for. Good friends, a night in, and a heart to heart.<br /><br />Anyway, back to business. Something special is happening 3 days from today, and if you haven't already guessed, it's the unveiling of Kate Moss' TopShop Summer 08 Collection. Anyone who knows me knows I am a TopShop die hard fan. On May 20th 2008 I will be on the TopShop website and hopefully will be able to purchase this dress. Kate Moss doesn't even have a clue on how she completely reinvented tea dresses, and TopShop has clearly caught onto that, making every variation of the tea dress possible. The question is, where did it all come from? When did it all begin? Well, two words mi amigo: Pansy Print.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/katemossdaughtergrace87pp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 767px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/katemossdaughtergrace87pp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Original<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/katemoss2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/katemoss2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Copycat<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Of course that was pretty much what sparked the fascination. I barely even remember who I was before then. Haha, I kid, I kid, but seriously though I've just been in love with Kate Moss' style ever since. The picture's from December 2007.<br /><br />Now it's time for the obligatory "what I wore today" picture, although technically it was yesterday.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05737.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/ke_sa/DSC05737.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><ul><li>Kate Moss TopShop dress</li><li>TopShop open toed lace up heels</li><li>Urban Outfitters delicate initial necklace<br /></li></ul>Alright, I've blabbered on to much. I guess it's the excitement of starting a new blog. I love it.<br /><br />Have a good day!<br /><br />Sarah<br /><br />Photo credit: KateMossTopShop.com, Lime-light.org<br /></div></div></div></div>Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7435152742313591351.post-8275111107566044912008-05-16T20:18:00.000-07:002008-05-16T20:24:57.701-07:00My very first post!Oh my gosh. I've succumbed. I've totally given in. I used to blog when I was 16 or so, then I used to blog about my weekends, encounters and of course my oh so drama filled life (not really). Then I gave up that passion for blogging. But now I'm back, and hopefully for good.<br /><br />My name is Sarah. If you may have guessed by now, I live, breathe and poop fashion, or so I'd like to think! My blog will be a place where I post my musings, and everything in between life and fashion. But let me tell you a little bit more about myself. I was born and raised in Bangkok, Thailand, where I attended an international school. I graduated and moved to Los Angeles, California to attend fashion school, and I'm graduating in June! And I'm moving yet again, to the fashion capital of London, in the United Kingdom, to continue school and attend (you guessed it) another fashion school. The London College of Fashion to be precise. Am I excited? Yes. Am I nervous? Yes. Am I ready? Definitely yes ;)<br /><br />So my first blog will end right here for now. I hope I didn't bore anyone who read this too much. Hopefully this blog will improve over time.<br /><br />Much love,<br /><br />SarahSarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01700286136296765627noreply@blogger.com0