Dazzling Yet Functional…

The rain kept on coming down all day yesterday.
I took Mr.B out on the street to spend a penny but he wasted no time sniffing around. Just finished his business as quickly as he could and bee-lined to the warmth of our flat. Well, are you really sure that you and those hardy sheepdogs share the same DNA?
It sounds so far-fetched when I see his behaviour…

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Hubbie was still in Hong Kong and I needed something to cheer me up.
Then, a DHL courier arrived at my door step with a small box from Net A Porter…

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As always, the sight of their distinctive black packaging made my heart to palpitate even though I knew exactly what was in inside!

Ta-dah!

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Karl Lagerfeld’s bejewelled fingerless gloves.

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For me, gloves must be fingerless  because of my excessive reliance on my iPhone. You don’t know how many normal gloves were lost in the past because I had to take them off in order to touch the screen…

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How does it look?
The gloves were size S/M but still slightly on the large side for me.

While I was knitting another Meringue jumper in blue velvet, Letizia texted me that my gilet in denim blue found a new owner…

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Mmmm…, my stock in DiGuardo is depleting. I must keep on knitting more…

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

The Lucky One…

A motorcycle jackets was my eternal obsession which never waned no matter how old I became.
Ever since I watched Marlon Brando in “The Wild One” with that leather jacket, and of course, that cap and pair of tear-drop shades, it had been forever etched in the back of my retina…

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Alas, I had the body but of a 5’2″ tall and size UK6 woman; but I had the heart and stomach of any wannabe biker chick. Therefore, my quest for a perfect motorcycle jacket had been serious and uncompromising.
Then, my tenacious search finally bore fruit on Brick Lane last Sunday…

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While I was sauntering along Brick Lane, I came across one leather goods shop and casually walked in.
Not expecting much, I flicked through their rails, and then, there it was, my dream biker jacket, hanging in front of me. Instantly, I knew the jacket was the one for me.

Even though the size was XXS, all important detail on the jacket was not economised…

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The jacket was laden with functioning zips and rivets. And the leather was super soft and supple.

God knows why anyone decided to make this amazing biker jacket in a petite size?
The shop assistant told me that the jacket was unsold for quite a while because of its unusually small fit.
Anyway, it is mine now. The jacket takes up a prime place in my wardrobe…

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And I am sure Johnny would no longer consider me being so square…

Kaori by Kaori Okumura

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