"I feel so underdressed," she lamented as she exited the crowded washroom at the Grand Hyatt Hotel. Indeed she was, clad only in a teeny tiny spaghetti top and a pair of shorts, an outfit prefect for lounging at home or at the beach but definitely NOT a night out in town.

In my list of pet peeves, the one at the top has to be girls not wearing enough. C'mon, you can only blame so much on the weather. Even fashion extraordinaire, Jeanette Ejlersen has this to say, "I like to see Singaporean women more covered up. I like them to suggest rather than reveal. I think it's distasteful to reveal so much. Singaporean women are quite thin and their figures are quite nice but I find it vulgar. They all wear the same thing, it's like a uniform. It's like a contest for who can wear the smallest top and lowest hip-hugger jeans." - URBAN, 21 July 05

And I couldn't agree more.

FASHION TIP #7: Wearing black has a slimming effect; wearing white has a "widening" effect. White is not a suitable colour for everybody so be careful when picking out white items. Avoid white bottoms and wear a striking top to draw the attention away from your pear-shaped figure/heavy bottom. You have been warned.

p/s Hearing from people who've been living abroad/travelling just makes me yearn to embark on an adventure myself. The Big Apple beckons. Sigh.

FASHION LESSON #6: "The more you dress for sex, the less love you'll find." - Miuccia Prada

And I couldn't agree more. The way some women dress these days, it's enough to put a 'street walker' to shame. That is why this fashionista was superbly pleased when the international runways unveiled their A/W collection. Three words. Covered-up sexiness. It's about time we left some things to the imagine, wouldn't you agree?

Sexy is not just about flashing thigh/boob/skin; it's about how you carry the clothes you're wearing. Sometimes I think, women these days dress for all the wrong reasons. Too-short-skirts that ride up asses (which they then uncomfortably tug-and-pull. C'mon, you wanted it short rite?). Too low tank tops/spaghetti tanks (which they again uncomfortably tug-and-pull and then scream bloody murder when they are being "eye-molested" by guys/apeks/chikopeks. C'mon, you wanted the attention no?)

I am not against show of skin, but if you must, do it with class (not to mention, your modesty intact). That is why I am so delighted, right down to my absurdly long toes, that the runways are agreeing with me. So to all like-minded fashionistas out there, modesty rules!!

XOXO,

Su

p/s I regret not paying attention during Maths lessons. Go figure.

No time for stories. Just this.

FASHION LESSON #4: Ass cracks are ugly. Stomach flab is TACKY. Navel-baring is sooo over. Even Miss Aguilera has wisened up. So, if you have enough "tyres" around your waist to rival the Michelin Man, kindly keep them UNDER WRAPS. 

I understand the whole "I-am-so-confident-of-my-body-so-why-should-I-hide-it" idea. But not at the expense of others, please. The sight of your flab rolling, folding and jiggling is not nice. NOT NICE AT ALL.

So why not keep them hidden under this season's gorgeous kaftans and billowy tiered dresses that are all the rage now? And you would still look gorgeous!

Until next time, darlings!

XOXO

Su

And this

I spent a delightful Friday evening with Miss Sally at an Arabic cafe, right around the corner from my office shophouse. While the ambience was excellent for a quiet dinner, service was definitely a disappointment. For one, the (very) young minah and mat waiters looked like they would rather be anywhere but here. So the food was just alright (My guess is that most of the patrons were there not for the food but for the sheesha). Dessert was slightly better. Thank god, the company was all that mattered as Sally and I spent the whole night catching up on the gossip and the going-ons in each other's lives. When we finally left the cafe and headed home, we decided to make a date the next day for some serious shopping.

Orchard Road is one very busy, money-churning machine during the GSS. The way some aunties dig the sale bins is enough to put a jackrabbit to shame. As the clothes fly and the cash registers ring, I was happy enough to just watch Sally splurge on three pairs of shoes and other knick-knacks. Moi? Just a very cute cropped cardi that would go brilliantly with the rest of my wardrobe. Both of us decided then that we have had enough jostling and bumping with the Orchard crowd so we decided to head to Suntec. It was also partly because the both of us were suddenly hit by a serious craving for Auntie Anne's pretzels. We were duly rewarded and Sally continued with her contribution to the economy while I looked on and provided her with some sartorial advice. And now, I shall leave you with some:

FASHION LESSON #3: It is only common sense to wear the proper underwear when you are wearing hipster jeans. This does not even count as a fashion lesson but this is the best fashion advice I can give to anyone and I consider it my public duty to remind all you hipster lovers to wear the correct underwear i.e. lowcut underwear and G-strings (Triumph has got a very comfortable range and Blush! stocks some very lovely undies. So does Calvin Klein.) I have seen too many aunties, ah lians and minahs sit down, only to expose either very ugly underwear or an equally ugly buttcrack. So please please, spare the rest of us the sight of your ugly underwear and/or your UGLY ASS.

Later, darlings!

XOXO

Su

Since my life is as interesting as watching paint dry, I figured I will turn this blog of mine into a fashion bible of sorts. Every day, I will [try] to share fashion anecdotes, fashion tips, mistakes and no-nos, the works. You get the idea, darlings.

However, being the humble fashionista that I am, I welcome feedback and comments from you darlings. We learn something new everyday no? After all, this fashionista knows that the best accessories in life, besides her fabulous Omega and quirky Lulu Guiness tote, are knowledge and power. Wield it well and you will rule the world!

So in this inaugural entry, I leave you with today’s fashion rule. In the meantime, stay chic and sleek, darlings! Ta-ta!

FASHION LESSON #1 : If you MUST wear clogs, please do not drag them. Not only do they create unnecessary noise with all that clomping around, they are sooo two seasons ago. I say, embrace the wedges!

Love XOXO,

Sue

p/s Why didn't I think of this sooner?

( Dreamboat )

... exploited. I really don't wish to bitch/rant/whine/complain about work, but this one takes the cake. I have been hired as a writer but this writer has many 'cums'. Meaning, I am a writer cum account executive cum administrative assistant cum proj development executive cum events manager (possibly in the near future). So you see, I have my fingers in many pies. Some tell me that it's only the best for me to be able to do so many things i.e. value-added services, they say. Some tell me I am being exploited. Either way, I just have to bite the bullet and soldier on until another window of opportunity opens that could pave the way for me to work towards my goal of being a fashion editor. Until then, I have but no choice.

... neglected. Remember my new year resolutions? Taking care of my skin? Check. Been going for facials regularly. Taking care of my body? No check. I have been checking out fitness programmes, various sports that I could learn with the boyf etc but every time I check my schedule, it never permits. The closest thing to sports I do is watch the boyf during his soccer training sessions. My supposed 9-6 hours are non-existent. Some days, when tight-assed clients are breathing down my neck, I stay in late. I am only comforted by the fact that my Art Director, H, and Designer,P, stays in later than I do. Sometimes till the wee hours of the morning. On top of work, I still have to consider school days. And on days that are deemed available, I still have to consider proj/research time, precious quality time with the boyf and even more precious quality time with the family. Tell me, what choice do I have?

... naughty. I treat the boyf very badly while he's been nothing but patient and patient and, err, more patient. At times, his words do hurt but my words sting. He brought that to my attention a couple of times and I have tried to curb it. He has been warned about the nasty temper but I think he didn't think it would be this bad. I have tried to be a better person and am still trying. These days, I take a deep breath and count to ten before I launch into full-assault mode. Nah, I'm kidding. Or am I?

For year 2005, I pray for stability of heart and mind. That's all I ask.

**

Starting the year on a clean slate, fresh with new responsibilites, my focus for 2005 will be me, myself and I. Yes, the world might not revolve around me but MY world will.

They say it's good to share your resolutions with friends so they can help keep a lookout for you. The following are things I want to accomplish in 2005.

1. I will look after my body.

These days, I get tired very easily and am sleepy most of the time. Poon, my designer, thinks it's because I don't exercise and I think he's right. I thought of joining those fitness classes at Amore since Amore is just around the corner from my workplace. But I have to think twice about plonking my cash on something that I might lose interest in the very next day. Running is bad for your joints and gym bores me to death. I've always wanted to blade so I might just pick up the sport soon. :)

2. I will look after my skin.

I was contemplating going for the microdermabrasion programme at Bioskin but after reading the horror treatments from a forum, I've changed my mind. Instead, I'll stock up on the supplements for my radiant glowing skin. Afterall, healthy skin starts from within right? :)

3. I will look after my money.

I have decided to talk to a financial adviser to help me manage my money better. I don't want to just enjoy now, I do want to live comfortably when I'm 60.

4. I will strengthen my faith in God.

The Almighty has been kind and I am thankful. I am thankful for His guidance, thankful for all the miracles He has shown and thankful for all the love I can give to others.

5. I will look after my well-being.

Worry less, Chill more. That would be my mantra for 2005. I won't let anything or anyone affect me greatly and I won't let my temper lead my emotions. Hard as it may sound, I will try.

**

Work, school, family, friends and a boyf. Phew! What a handful! But I will prevail. God did not make me a WOMAN for nothing.