Back in sec/jc/early-uni school days (now I can actually reminisce about those! coz they're in past tense now), I had little ideas about style. Nowadays, I refuse to see old pictures and to admit I am the disastrous-looking person in them.

Well, some credits to xx, whom was so critical back then, that I was forced to care and to dress up. 

So here I am, years later, attached to a sartorial-conscious cum vainpot boyfriend, and totally addicted to the decadent world of fashion.

 (chictopia)

picked pieces 

 chictopia

 etsy

I'd like to say fashion is an attitude, but you've gotta to try harder...(and be richer.)