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This is perhaps not the best title for a post ever, given the context of the film. I watched &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1602620/" target="_blank"&gt;Amour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(2012)&amp;nbsp;over a small glass of Rosé back in March with a French buddy C. Everybody did a marvelous job, from &amp;nbsp;Michael Haneke to Emmanuelle Riva, who I thought really should have won the Oscar (instead of Jennifer Lawrence with her good but terribly overrated performance in &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1045658/" target="_blank"&gt;Silver Linings Playbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(2012)). That’s one of the main reasons I hate the Oscars: it’s all politics and not really about awarding who is truly good in the industry that year.&lt;br /&gt;
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While they may not have aged particularly gracefully in this film (not really a spoiler), they at least look the part. I liked how the film chose an honest depiction of a couple growing old together, which is at times frustrating, infuriating and painful—a good reality check for those (&lt;i&gt;ahem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;me) who constantly romanticize about getting older. I can’t be the only odd one who does this: you can get away with ignoring stupid societal norms, first priority seating on public transportation and everything else for that matter, with all the time and the means to pursue your hobbies. What’s not to like?&lt;br /&gt;
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That aside, I am now convinced that the key to looking understated chic when you are 65+ is a dark minimalist wardrobe. I love how the ladies over at &lt;a href="http://advancedstyle.blogspot.ca/" target="_blank"&gt;Advanced Style&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;look, but I personally aspire to the way Georges and Anne look here. The fuss free, über-utilitarian feel of their clothes strongly appeals to my sensibilities. Anne is proof that you can wear a hair band and not look like a silly school girl and/or remotely Blair Waldorf-y. Might I add they also have &lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5315c1cb78ed6f2a1fe421328b01febe/tumblr_mictsavndH1qcoaf4o1_500.png" target="_blank"&gt;the dream bourgeois apartment&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I hope the screen caps are okay, considering it’s the first time I’ve made them myself. This is part I of II, on style, age and consumer perspective.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It’s been a long long time since I’ve done this sort of post. I shouldn’t be surprised that June has already rolled around here but I am. Fashion has been quite low on the scale of importance/need of wants so I guess I would just be sharing some things on my mind at the moment that are not necessarily related to the wardrobe per se:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sicilian Dreams by Tom Craig for Vogue Russia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;The best summer holiday themed editorial I have seen this season thus far. I have to admit I have a strong Arizona Muse bias. See the rest of it &lt;a href="http://mode.newslicious.net/2013/05/sicilian-dreams-arizona-muse-by-tom.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lomzynianka. &lt;/b&gt;I didn’t even know I had a taste for Polish food until I came to this place in Brooklyn Greenpoint. It’s BYOB, so I brought one of my favourites, Weihanstephaner Hefeweissbier. &lt;i&gt;Most recommended&lt;/i&gt;. Website &lt;a href="http://www.lomzynianka.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black tie formal wedding this Fall. &lt;/b&gt;I just received the invite for my cousin’s big splashy society wedding come September—ughhh. I am happy for her to be sure, however it does add considerably to my budgeting woes. The most fancy garments that I currently own are cocktail dresses at best (yeah I was &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;girl who skipped prom in high school) and I’ve been sternly told by my aunt (my cousin’s mother) that as part of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;la familia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;that won’t cut it. GREAT&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;JUST FANTASTIC. I should just count my blessings that I was not made a bridesmaid. *dodged that bullet*&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still on the fence about the navy blazer. &lt;/b&gt;Yeah I’m still drooling over it in my sleep and I understand it’s probably truly worth it; however there is a part of me that wishes it would be so hot in D.C. (and it probably will be) that a navy blazer would not, understandably, be required. I’ve decided the best course of action would be to follow Kali’s advice that I should just wait and see what my senior colleagues wear. Should I feel too underdressed, I will get it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Housing woes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Just when I thought everything was set in D.C., I received a surprise email saying that I could no longer sublet from this alum due to a change in management rules. I suppose nothing can ever work out too perfectly for me, eh?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Falling out of love with fashion, but still in love with style.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;I’ve been thinking about my recent waves of ennui regarding fashion since &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/05/the-difficulty-in-moving-on.html" target="_blank"&gt;I last wrote about it&lt;/a&gt; and comparing it to Amanda’s &lt;a href="http://www.assembledhazardly.com/2013/05/in-restrospect-thoughts-on-blogs-and.html" target="_blank"&gt;latest post&lt;/a&gt;. I’ve come to realize that I falling out of fashion again (ceasing all contact with bull$hit fashion news etc.), which has happened to me before during the tail end of my high school years. That being said, I can always appreciate good style, which is often easily confused with &lt;i&gt;fashUN&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;but in reality are two very different things. If you were wondering whether I would still talk about &lt;strike&gt;fashion&lt;/strike&gt; style, then this is the latest update on it.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;American Vogue on Youtube.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Having said all of that on fashion just before, it’s a bit of contradiction to say that I’ve been enjoying most of the content uploaded the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Americanvogue" target="_blank"&gt;Youtube channel of Vogue US&lt;/a&gt;. If they put Hamish’s new show (called “Vintage Bowles”, I kid you not) then I &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;watch it. It’s still a few steps behind the kind of videos that Mr Porter puts out regularly, but it is by far superior to the content offered by Net-à-Porter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;New haircut desperately needed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I hate this mop that’s sitting on the top of my head that passes for a hairstyle. It’s long overgrown but per Chinese custom regarding the recently deceased, I can’t. Cut. My. Hair. For a month. It’s hot in Montréal these few days, so it’s been hell. I suppose I should learn how to braid my own finally and attempt those heidi milkmaid-ishy hair braids. Yodeling and the Sound of Music comes to mind...is that the name for it???&lt;/li&gt;
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I am sure all college students go through this at some point: the transfer from collegiate casual dress to something a little more professional. I have been luckier than most, in that my internship last summer in Greece had basically no dress code. Whereas this summer, working in relatively conservative environment in Washington D.C. means I can no longer get away with wearing whatever.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thankfully, due to my obsession with menswear, I already have a good steady rotation of button down shirts, chinos and a great pair of tan wingtips to boot. What I am lacking is a great navy blazer, which to me would be the cherry on top of a great business casual wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;
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For my search for The Great Navy Blazer, I headed to Soho. After my eye exam at Warby Parker (just got a pair of Preston in whiskey tortoise!), I beelined for my usual hotspot of Uniqlo. I couldn’t be more disappointed since they usually have a great selection of office basics, which is replaced by designer collaborations and subpar summer prints. As Zara was nearby, I popped in just to check it out. I couldn’t find any navy blazer that I liked but I was awed at how on point the prints at Zara were. Someone either hacked into the Céline/Liberty London/J.Crew HQs or my mind, but it was &lt;i&gt;very &lt;/i&gt;hard to walk out of there without buying anything. Thank god I’ve trained my willpower through periodical shopping fasts and general curation (more on this later). I did eventually found &lt;i&gt;THE &lt;/i&gt;perfect blazer at J.Crew in the end—it was everything I wanted from the lining down to the buttons but sadly it costs more than what I would’ve liked. I’m still mulling over it because it was just that beautiful and utterly flawless. It would be a worthwhile investment as navy blazers are classic.&lt;br /&gt;
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Last but not least, after seeing these cute pair of heels at Miss Sophie's &lt;a href="http://www.lesantimodernes.com/2013/05/stylehacker-en-pointe.html" target="_blank"&gt;Les-Antimodernes&lt;/a&gt;, I have been thinking about getting them too. Not only are they affordable, but they will be very forgiving for a complete heels n00b like me. At my height, heels are not necessary but knowing how to walk in a pair of heels in my books is still a good&amp;nbsp;skill set to have.&lt;br /&gt;
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So here you go, a complete update with regards to my stance on shopping and what I’m currently looking for. I can’t wait to start writing full length pieces again for &lt;a href="http://ofstrangersensibilities.blogspot.com/search/label/Curating%20and%20Collecting" target="_blank"&gt;C+C&lt;/a&gt; once I’m settled in Montréal.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you’re currently in Hong Kong, you’re in luck as &lt;a href="https://www.artbasel.com/en/Hong-Kong" target="_blank"&gt;Art Basel Hong Kong&lt;/a&gt; is on right now&amp;nbsp;from May 23-26. Formerly known as the Hong Kong International Art Fair, MCH Swiss Exhibition (Basel) Ltd. has bought it to join Miami and Basel on the world stage. You can bet that I would be there in a heart beat if I was anywhere near Asia. The online catalogue looks amazing and with that many participating galleries, one can only expect great works to be available on view.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also Kisha has kindly invited me over to her blog, &lt;a href="http://www.chronicled-blog.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Chronicled&lt;/a&gt;, to share 5 things that I want, need, visit, learn and eat, this week. &lt;a href="http://www.chronicled-blog.com/2013/05/5-things-joy-of-of-stranger.html" target="_blank"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt; when you can :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Enough of general malaise, sadness and melancholia around these parts (at least for now)! I have finally finalized my summer plans and I will be in living and interning in D.C. this summer. How exciting! I feel like D.C. and I were meant to be: I fell in love with the city after visiting for this past spring break and it’s now my favourite city in the U.S. by far. First, I will be in Montréal for my sisters’ high school graduation but after that it is to D.C. I go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I just realized I haven’t shared zip about my spring break trip to D.C. so here are some pictures of &lt;b&gt;Oyamel&lt;/b&gt;, a Mexican restaurant that has come highly recommended by &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/03/hello-spring-break.html" target="_blank"&gt;Aurelie&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks for the rec! This place probably has some of the best guacamole and ceviche I’ve had ever and you can bet I will be back this summer. I can’t wait to hang out with my greatest blogger pal&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://jadachin.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jada&lt;/a&gt;, whom I had met through the blogosphere and more, but if anyone needs a buddy for new eateries/concerts/galleries/museums/festivals/outdoor adventures in either D.C. or Montréal this summer, be sure to &lt;a href="mailto:joy@ofstrangersensibilities.com" target="_blank"&gt;hit me up&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;
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With the current weather so sunny and warm, I haven’t been spending a lot of time in front of the computer these days. Perhaps it is this, coupled with the general anxiety I have as a rising college senior, that I haven’t been thinking about fashion much. At least in a substantial way.&lt;br /&gt;
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On the odd occasion that I do think about fashion, it is always twinged with certain sense of melancholia, especially after all the recent Bangladesh accidents. It feels wrong to talk about “silly” things like aesthetics again, when so many have died for fast fashion. A particularly gruesome image of a man crushed under the rubble at the collapse of Rana Plaza continues to haunt me. I can’t help but feel partially responsible, even though it has been years since I bought anything from the known brands that used Rana Plaza for their manufacture of goods. What is particularly upsetting is to see so few mainstream fashion blogs (the big personal style ones) even mention in brief, anything about the tragedies in Dhaka. More so, I have yet to see any fashion magazine discuss the events either.&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to argue that fashion is more than clothes, that it’s about capturing the zeitgeist and creating a channel for self-expression; nowadays, I just see D-E-A-T-H. It might feel overly dramatic, but for every piece of clothing (especially fast fashion) I notice, I can’t help but wonder: who has suffered for it this time round? I have always known intuitively, ever since I started buying fast fashion clothing as an pre-teen, that fast fashion sounds too good to be true. Though I have matured much since, with the full extent of the hidden social costs revealed before me, I have incredible difficulty in moving on past these tragedies to more lighthearted anecdote and musings in my continual discussion about fashion. Even menswear, which generally focuses more on quality and craft rather than trends, &lt;a href="http://guidetobadtaste.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-despair-of-street-style-and-wiwt.html" target="_blank"&gt;has lost its allure&lt;/a&gt;. I might be happy and thus learnt to deal with being small, but I highly doubt many others ever will be.&lt;br /&gt;
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Finals are finally over (well they have been over for a while now but it’s been hard getting back into the blogging game)! I’ve taken these photos a long while ago in mid April but it still holds true even now in mid May (can you believe it!). EVERYTHING goes so well with my chinos it’s insane. My jeans are definitely put on the&amp;nbsp;back burners&amp;nbsp;for the most part. The weather so far has been uncharacteristically cold...or maybe just last year was uncharacteristically hot. Either way, it’s pants and jackets weather still—not that I particularly mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for other news, all the media attention over Bangladesh factory disasters, most prominent of which is Rana Plaza collapse and the latest being the Tung Hai Sweater Factory fire last week, has &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2013/05/14/business/global/hm-agrees-to-bangladesh-safety-plan.html" target="_blank"&gt;prompted changes in regulating the industry&lt;/a&gt;. This is great, &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/talk/financial/2013/05/20/130520ta_talk_surowiecki" target="_blank"&gt;yet more still needs to be done&lt;/a&gt;. Alas it is an absolute abomination that it had to take so many preventable deaths to warrant even minute changes in the fashion industry.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been creeping on all the great discussions on the topic, from &lt;a href="http://emptyemptor.com/?p=2822" target="_blank"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt; to threads on&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.reddit.com/r/femalefashionadvice/" target="_blank"&gt;/r/femalefashioadvice&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://out-of-the-bag.blogspot.com/2013/05/pulling-back-curtain.html" target="_blank"&gt;Lin&lt;/a&gt;. With regards to Uniqlo in Lin’s post specifically, this is a evidence of just how hard it is for well meaning customers (like Lin) to ascertain the origins and manufacturing process of their purchases, unless they are part of some convenient PR campaign (see H&amp;amp;M report at Jess and Everlane’s latest factory video). For those who argue against more regulation, it is economics 101 that for markets to be perfectly competitive, there needs to be perfect information, which is not the case here. As some someone who has tried to look into Uniqlo purely out of sheer curiosity, I have trouble finding the latest reports and figures too, since most of the up to date information is entirely in Japanese. Some things are mentioned, but only in vague statements in their annual report.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two steps backwards, but at least one small step forward. &lt;i&gt;What will this mean for the future of (fast) fashion?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m always jealous of the beautiful mood boards that so many graphic designers make and display on their blogs nowadays. Taking a page from &lt;a href="http://lesantimodernes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Miss Sophie&lt;/a&gt; (who else?), here is my amateurish attempt at a mood board for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;
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Make up for the summer = beach waves + a touch of bronzer + a perfect orange red pout with MAC’s So Chaud. Armed with best white tees ever, you can bet they will be part of my uniform this summer, though I have to say Marlon Brando as Stanley from &lt;i&gt;A Streetcar Named Desire&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;will always be the ultimate god of white tees everywhere. After my internship this summer, I hope to get off the grid to Vancouver Island and spend the rest of my summer bumming on the beach with a lot of books in hand. The &lt;i&gt;Django Unchained&lt;/i&gt; (2012) soundtrack will also be on constant rotation (not pictured).&lt;/div&gt;
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For everything else, I read &lt;a href="http://gearpatrol.com/tag/summer-preview-2013/" target="_blank"&gt;Gear Patrol&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;IMAGES FROM&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mode.newslicious.net/2013/04/cap-sur-lete-toni-garrn-by-nico-for.html" target="_blank"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://arestlesstransplant.com/" target="_blank"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.listal.com/viewimage/1992021h" target="_blank"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A few days ago my &lt;a href="http://everlane.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Everlane&lt;/a&gt; goodies arrived. You should have seen me skipping my way down to the campus center mailroom. The one showcased above is the Box Cut Tee, which had been &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/03/take-it-or-leave-it.html" target="_blank"&gt;high on my want list for spring&lt;/a&gt;. I also got the V (neck) White and a zip backpack in Military.&lt;br /&gt;
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I wasn’t planning to do a post on them exclusively, but &lt;a href="http://the-nife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kali&lt;/a&gt; expressed interest in reading what I think about them so here you go. &lt;u&gt;I LOVE IT&lt;/u&gt;. I know I have been saying that quite a lot, especially after getting my Barbour coat finally but I mean it most sincerely. I think it’s due to planning and thinking about one thing so much that it becomes something of an obsession. Everlane more than delivered, on the account of the &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;hype the label has received as of late from the Internet. These are &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;BEST tees I’ve ever owned, hands down, even compared to my mum’s CK ones and to the ones by Uniqlo (to which I am still a loyal customer). You cannot get better crisp white tees anywhere else, even without regarding Everlane's low price points. If you were wondering why the tee looks rather wrinkled, it’s because I’ve been wearing them nonstop since I got them — my friends can attest to that.&lt;br /&gt;
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An unexpectedly great thing about Everlane is that they’re made in the USA, namely an entirely guilt free purchase in light of the horrific factory collapse in Dhaka, Bangladesh. (For reference: I have talked about fashion sustainability issues already before &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/02/whats-big-idea.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://emptyemptor.com/?p=2822" target="_blank"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;just wrote an analysis on this particular instance on her blog.) I suspect is it due to this tragedy that Everlane has revealed parts of their factory process on their website to differentiate their practice from the grand majority of bigger labels out there.&lt;br /&gt;
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I won’t bother reviewing the V neck as it is pretty standard in the way it looks on me. I am reviewing the Box Cut Tee instead, simply because the fit is more unique than most. I’m 1.71m (~5'7") and usually wear around US size 4. I ordered all tees in M and they were all true to size. I have slightly broad shoulders from swimming as a kid and the shoulder seams sit on the right spot. The length of the cropped tee is shorter than expected, though it does not come as too big a surprise since my boobs are so much bigger than the model of the Everlane lookbook. I don’t mind it so much as it does not reveal anything, however ladies with bigger busoms should keep this in mind when ordering the Box Cut Tee. I like how menswear-ish it is in design, though still constructed with the female body in mind so I get to have the best of both worlds. Hip hip hooray for female menswear lovers everywhere! The weight of the cotton of both tees feels substantial to me. Everlane will now be my one stop shop for all things basic tops. It’s just too bad things go out of stock/on the wait list so quickly. For a review of their silk/cashmere offerings, see Miss Sophie of &lt;a href="http://www.lesantimodernes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Les Anti-Modernes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anuschka&lt;/b&gt; of &lt;a href="http://into-mind.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Into-Mind&lt;/a&gt; (I have talked about her previously &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/03/praktisch.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) has just published the guest post I wrote of my own personal style profile. In many ways it’s similar to &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/03/my-personal-take-on-basics.html" target="_blank"&gt;my earlier post on basics&lt;/a&gt;, except in this one I write a lot more on my background and how I have developed aesthetically speaking over the years to where I am now. It was so much fun collaborating with her — &lt;a href="http://into-mind.com/2013/04/25/style-profile-joys-style-evolution/" target="_blank"&gt;go check it out now&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some of the outtakes that were shot on the same day with my friend A at my school’s botanical garden. I really should go more often. Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;
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I haven’t been thinking too much about fashion lately, hence so little long form type pieces on curating as of late. I couldn’t bring myself to give a fffffffffff about Coachella. I bought flowers (for the first time ever, see above) for my friend, who was the piano soloist for my college's spring concert this past Saturday. &lt;strike&gt;420.&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;I started to hit the gym again. I bought tickets to a Youth Lagoon concert next month. I am seriously indulging now that my favourite TV shows are now back on air, namely &lt;i&gt;Game of Thrones&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Mad Men.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;My friend just introduced me to &lt;i&gt;Misfits &lt;/i&gt;(how can I hate Ramsay Snow now that I know it’s Simon???) and now wants me to start Netflix’s new show, &lt;i&gt;Hemlock Grove&lt;/i&gt;. Trying to stay on top of my school work is going to be a challenge. One that I will readily accept of course.&lt;br /&gt;
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It hasn't all been fun and games chez Joy.&amp;nbsp;I haven’t settled on an internship yet for the summer.&amp;nbsp;I have been sidetracked by the insane (alleged) Boston Marathon bomber manhunt at the beginning of the weekend.&amp;nbsp;The recent massacre in Syria. The restaurant bombing in Iraq. So much human casualty and blood shed all round.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sigh. &lt;/i&gt;The complete fashion media fast (blogs, videos, magazines alike) this past few days has helped put things into perspective for me. I appreciate the clarity it lends me in my thoughts and opinions about fashion in general, regardless of how depressing some of the news can make me. Thank god the weather is beautiful outside. The effects are much like the experiences gained from &lt;a href="http://www.samishome.com/stylenomad/fasting-fastfashion/"&gt;imposing a shopping fast on yourself&lt;/a&gt;. I strongly encourage you to try it, even if it it means not reading my blog :P&lt;br /&gt;
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I am slowly picking up the pieces again, first by reading interviews on &lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/3007843/creative-conversations/how-jenna-lyons-transformed-jcrew-cult-brand#1"&gt;Jenna Lyons&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.adweek.com/news/advertising-branding/16-year-old-media-mogul-tavi-gevinson-expanding-her-empire-148565"&gt;Tavi Gevinson&lt;/a&gt;. I am sure I will later move on to my long list of unread posts on Feedly next. &lt;b&gt;Has anyone else “unplugged” from fashion before?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I really enjoyed doing the &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/04/modern-details-n1.html"&gt;last Modern Details&lt;/a&gt;, so I figured I would try my hand at it again. It is so much fun digging around the wardrobe for the pieces I love, things that get their fair share of wear but otherwise don’t get enough appreciation for their beauty and character.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that it’s nice out again, I’ve been alternating with these &lt;a href="http://www.melissinos-art.com/"&gt;Melissinos&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;sandals and my white Chucks. I have first heard of Melissinos from my professor, who was with me on the trip to Greece last summer. The final push to shove came from Lindsay, who mentioned them in &lt;a href="http://unpetitbijou.blogspot.com/2012/06/handmade-sandal.html"&gt;her post on handmade sandals&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2012/06/at-melissinos.html"&gt;I’ve blogged about my trip to Melissinos already&lt;/a&gt; but I’ve never shown my sandals in detail. The model of this particular pair is &lt;b&gt;Socrates&lt;/b&gt;, while the other pair is &lt;b&gt;Olympia&lt;/b&gt;, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;
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They were affordable, despite being custom made (I can’t remember the exact price on the top of my head but trust me they were college student budget friendly). I’ve worn them so many times now that the soles have molded to my feet. The leather straps have become soft and supple to touch. I’ve oiled these sandals with olive oil twice only, since I didn’t want them to get too dark. Incidentally, I made the other pair too dark so I will try to get rid of the oil buildup and stain them again from scratch. I have heard from Ask Andy forums that cheap vodka should do the trick. For this pair, I probably should have watched off the salt stains, which had accumulated from the trips to the beaches on the weekend last summer in Greece. However, I’ve grown to like them as they remind me of all the good fun we (follow classmates on the trip) had mucking around on the shores of Glyfada. What a sentimental sop I’ve become. They are, after all, the marks of something well worn and loved.&lt;br /&gt;
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I went out east this past weekend to visit some high school friends. It’s slowly becoming an annual tradition since I visited during the marathon weekend too last year. My friend overslept due to the Yard Fest this past Saturday, so I bought some magazines to read along the Charles while I waited for her. Out of Town News in Harvard Square has the best selection of international fashion magazines in Massachusetts. It felt particularly indulgent to sit by the river reading alone, with only runners, Canadian geese and the odd rower for company. &lt;br /&gt;
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I finally got my copy of &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegentlewoman.com/"&gt;The Gentlewoman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;today and devoured it as soon as I was done with my essays. I also highly recommend reading &lt;a href="http://thethousands.com.au/melbourne/read/an-interview-with-penny-martin"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three Thousands&lt;/i&gt;’ interview&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;i&gt;The Gentlewoman&lt;/i&gt;’s&amp;nbsp;lady-in-command, &lt;b&gt;Penny Martin&lt;/b&gt; (found courtesy of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://out-of-the-bag.blogspot.com/2013/04/that-sweet-spot.html"&gt;Lin&lt;/a&gt;). While I enjoy sharing insights into the way I curate and other aspects of wardrobe building, at the end of the day I don’t like being in front of the camera. I absolutely love the Modern Details feature in &lt;i&gt;The Gentlewoman, &lt;/i&gt;and while I may never be nearly as witty as &lt;b&gt;Catherine Roux&lt;/b&gt; (who is the writer of the feature for the magazine), I can use this format to do my usual show-and-tell without me having to pose. The pieces that will be featured in my own version of Modern Details aren’t necessarily expensive nor are they particularly luxurious by any standard, but they are what defines and gives my wardrobe its personality that renders it unique from other curators’ capsule wardrobes out there. Think of it as series of homages to &lt;a href="http://the-nife.blogspot.com/2013/02/details.html"&gt;my favourite details&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first piece of my wardrobe that I'm featuring is my boarding school hoodie that I bought at the school book store the first day of class freshmen year of high school in 2006. It’s a pretty mundane garment considering it was mass-produced before being stamped with the school insignia and motto but makes incredible sense for me to feature it first, as it is probably the oldest thing I have with me right now in college.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know I sounded like I absolutely &lt;i&gt;hated&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the school in &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/03/the-big-2-0.html"&gt;my recent birthday post&lt;/a&gt;, but while they were many lows, there were also highs. The only reason I thought it was relevant to bring up my high school then was to show that it was during a particular low that led me to fall in love with fashion and all its trappings. So yes, if you were wondering, there were great moments that I still think of fondly now...many of the memories which can be found embedded within this hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;
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It is easy to romanticize about the entire high school experience now that I’m no longer there. Fabric paint stains from making crew team t-shirts senior year. A ripped seam from the class clown who wanted to try on a smaller size for laughs. Another small acrylic paint stain from studio painting class junior year. Sharpie marks from making posters for the literary art magazine for club fair. The colour is completely faded from countless cycles in the washer and dryer but it also means that it’s perfectly soft to the touch. The crazy thing is that I’m still able to fit into it seven years later, in a shrunken sweater kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;
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The best thing most of all is that it can serve as a kind of an ice-breaker, in that a random stranger or two would recognize the name of the school. It’s an odd mixture of alums, alums of rival schools or someone who knows the school from the either of the two aforementioned kinds of people.&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to thank those who deigned to comment on my more recent outfit posts. I ended them with small critiques of personal style blogs because I had missed the opportunity to comment on personal style bloggers when &lt;a href="http://tmagazine.blogs.nytimes.com/2013/02/10/the-circus-of-fashion/"&gt;Suzy Menkes’ article exploded&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;in that I don’t think I get the right to complain about them if I can’t bring myself to even comment on it. At first, I thought if you’re going to put some serious time in your hobby, then the least you can do is to try and do it well. That was the idealist in me talking. After digesting your comments, I have now come to the conclusion that blogging is a medium that can be taken really in any direction across the spectrum. They don’t bother me all that much really—I can count the number of personal style blogs I read on one hand. Just as there are many less-than-satisfactory blogs out there, there also a remarkable number that continues to delight over and over again. The lesson? To each their own. &lt;br /&gt;
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Feeling extra puny on this fine Friday spring morning today—humour is my best defense against stress. Spring is REALLY here and the way the rays of the sun streamed into my room woke me up with a smile. What can I say, I love the sun. Yesterday, I led a group of the most adorable second graders through the school’s art museum, hence the formality of the outfit.&lt;br /&gt;
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My pair of chinos is going to be a &lt;i&gt;huge&lt;/i&gt; staple of my wardrobe come spring and summer. The twill fabric is made from cotton, so it's breathable for the hot humid weather ahead. I also don’t like to wear jeans too much in general—I find it can be something of style crutch to rely on jeans too often. I have nothing against denim per se, but wearing pants made of other materials (ex. chinos in the spring/summer, corduroy in the fall/winter) allows the individual to experiment more with colours and textures. Jeans are so ubiquitous that the simple act of wearing any other material makes you stand out, and makes a basic outfit (such as the one presented here) more visually interesting than it would be otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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This pair of chinos is a relatively new addition to my wardrobe—it’s not the same pair as the one seen in my ‘&lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2012/02/cashmere-coats-and-pearls.html"&gt;Cashmere and Pearls&lt;/a&gt;’ post from before. The last pair was bought hastily over the internet, and while it fit relatively okay considering the circumstance, it was not 100% satisfactory. If it’s a piece of clothing that you will wear often, I think it’s fine that you should seek better alternatives if you're not happy with it, seeing as &lt;a href="http://the-nife.blogspot.com/2013/02/details.html"&gt;its imperfections&lt;/a&gt; will annoying you. Every. Single. Time. It's okay to indulge yourself in finding “the perfect _______ ” this way : it's not worth torturing yourself daily (or however frequent you wear this particular piece) over the little things. I have since donated my old pair. I can’t wait to show just how seamlessly this pair of chinos works with other pieces of my wardrobe, to many degrees even better than&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2012/02/my-little-denim-collection.html"&gt;my current small collection of jeans.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If there is something that bothers me about personal style blogs, it’s not the fact that they are so commercialized per se (though that is still a factor in itself), it’s that the bloggers themselves fail to provide a bigger context and insight as to how they paired the different pieces together. Neither do they provide any sort of examination of their stylistic vision, whether their particular outfit of the day is in line with that thinking or not etc. For a person who can barely cook to save her life, I read &lt;i&gt;a ton&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of food blogs. I find the very best food blogs (&lt;a href="http://orangette.blogspot.com/"&gt;Orangette&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.poormansfeast.com/"&gt;Poor Man's Feast&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://localmilk.blogspot.com/"&gt;Local Milk&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://notwithoutsalt.com/"&gt;Not Without Salt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mimithorisson.com/"&gt;Manger&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;to name a few on the top of my head) not only provides the most beautiful photos or the tastiest recipes, but they all craft such wonderful stories to give you personal insight into their process during which the food is prepared. Of course, they all paint a highly romanticized relationship with food that’s not realistic, but it demonstrates how food can be personal &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don’t see why personal style bloggers cannot adapt the same approach for their blogs, in trying to tell better stories through their clothes. There is so much tradition and meaning behind clothing. If there was none to be found, I highly doubt there would be such institutions such as the &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2013/03/25/130325fa_fact_tomkins"&gt;Costume Institute at the Met&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;devoted entirely to the exhibition, preservation and research of such stories. Perhaps it is all the more difficult when you are a slave to fashion and to the different mandates of seasonal trends—you’ve never given yourself the opportunity to understand yourself and what YOU really want from clothing. The&amp;nbsp;aforementioned food bloggers and their audiences skews older than your average fashion blogger but the stories and ideas are not bound to age. It’s sad to see so little self-examination in your average personal style blog. Are there stories to be found in H&amp;amp;M and Forever 21? &lt;i&gt;(Edit: I know I sound entirely facetious in this last line but I'm actually quite serious.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I trolled you!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Of course, I can’t say I timed it too well. I should have posted it earlier in the day for maximum troll-age, however I had underestimated the amount of work that I had to do so I couldn’t post till the end of the day. In hindsight, it was probably more believable. :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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To be honest, I had no idea what to do for April Fools, until I remembered that I took some pictures of my baking sesh with my friend. I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;have a première birthday bash (I called it “The Party Beyond the Wall”) so it was grounded in reality. When the comments first trickled in, it was damn satisfying but after seeing how people were genuinely bummed (save for &lt;a href="http://emptyemptor.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;) actually made me kinda sad. Sorry! *Internet hugs*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2013/04/01/april-fools-day-roundup/"&gt;Mashable&lt;/a&gt; made a great list of all the pranks pulled yesterday. Yesterday I was most fooled by HBO Watch's announcement that Peter Dinklage will be replaced in Season 4. I was also rickrolled through a link to the announcement of the release of the next book in the &lt;i&gt;A Song of Ice and Fire&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;series by G. R. R. Martin later this year. GOD DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;The Prada Candy perfume promotions (as seen above). Directed by Wes Anderson starring Léa Seydoux, it’s so cute and actually fun to watch.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;An article on ‘&lt;a href="http://www.gq.com/news-politics/newsmakers/201304/buzz-bissinger-shopaholic-gucci-addiction"&gt;Gucci Addiction&lt;/a&gt;’ at GQ. I can’t wait to write about this more in depth on a later date.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://t.co/kpKuqkHyRA"&gt;Bernard Arnault&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;got knighthood. What has this man done to deserve such recognition? (The same can be said for &lt;i&gt;Sir &lt;/i&gt;Philip Green of Top Shop fame.)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Slate Magazine on &lt;a href="http://t.co/EgkprYiNUA"&gt;Minimalism&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://t.co/lUEHvTSEHI"&gt;Style Terms Every Man Should Know&lt;/a&gt; at GQ. Definitely something I &lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt; know from years of reading menswear blogs. It's sad to know that I probably know so much more than actual male friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A “&lt;a href="http://www.ivy-style.com/talk-ivy-an-interview-with-toshiyuki-kurosu.html"&gt;Talk Ivy” interview&lt;/a&gt; at Ivy-Style.com. ABSOLUTE DIVINE READ &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/03/my-personal-take-on-basics.html"&gt;for reasons you know why.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stylebubble.co.uk/style_bubble/2013/03/-other-view.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed:+StyleBubble+(Style+Bubble)"&gt;The opening of &lt;i&gt;&amp;amp; Other Stories&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by the same folks behind H&amp;amp;M. Is this the rise of what I term, “smart street” (as opposed to the current “high street”), or no?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/sNav9X3IzVw"&gt;Farewell to Fung Wah&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;by &lt;i&gt;The Newyorker&lt;/i&gt; on Youtube. SO FUNNY. I will miss it only because I never got a chance to take the perilous bus journey to NYC and always opting instead for the much safer (more expensive) Peter Pan. I'm a wuss like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://t.co/x1HDoW5YcT"&gt;Reinventing Fashion Criticism by Final Fashion&lt;/a&gt;. Such a good critique on the current (or rather the lack of) fashion critique within the industry. Meta-critique?! I don’t “cover” fashion week anymore unless it’s something truly worth saying/noting, or if you’re my favourite brands ever (MHL or Carven), but even then I don’t find fashion week in general is all that relevant to what I’m trying to discuss on the blog anyway? I don’t know. Again, mayhap more about this later.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://emptyemptor.com/?p=2664"&gt;Brand Attachment and Judging Ethical Behaviour&lt;/a&gt; by Jess of Empty Emptor. Definitely something to keep in mind as I do more research into Uniqlo's practices as promised.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://asuitablewardrobe.dynend.com/2013/04/rjs-alternative-style-icons-sterling.html"&gt;Sterling Archer&lt;/a&gt; as a Style Icon. Of course he would be, turtle necks and all. Get it, get it, GET IT?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Something to note about&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.businessoffashion.com/2013/03/los-angeles-outsider-edge-attracts-young-fashion-labels.html"&gt;LA and fashion labels&lt;/a&gt;, especially after all the&amp;nbsp;hoopla&amp;nbsp;over &lt;strike&gt;Sledi&lt;/strike&gt; Hedi Slimane's abominable collection for &lt;strike&gt;YSL&lt;/strike&gt; Saint Laurent Paris.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;To end on something economic-y, &lt;a href="http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2013-02-10/guest-post-china-surpasses-us-number-one-global-trading-power"&gt;China surpasses US as the number one global trading power&lt;/a&gt;. Not surprising at all if you ask me.&lt;/li&gt;
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The reason for so much posting is 1) the guilt from April Fools and 2) I'm hitting second midterm season in the semester and it's time to get down to business (to defeat the Huns duhhh). I know posting will slow to a bare trickle if any so I'm compensating for it now. I know I'm behind on replying to people's comments so I’ll get on that. Meanwhile I can’t wait to plan for next year's epic prank.&lt;/div&gt;
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Did anyone else also catch the première of Game of Thrones season 3 last night? Freakin' epic as usual. If only they were like Mad Men in airing two episodes back to back for their season 5 première. What's novel about watching HBO's hit TV show this time round is that I know completely what's ahead for the most—I finished &lt;i&gt;A Dance With Dragons&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;over spring break earlier. My knowledge of what's going to happen hasn't dampened the suspension and tension of the show much, but it is just rather strange to see story lines still unfolding before you on screen when the books are already deep in discussion on the consequences of said plot lines. I have to admit that I do, on occasion, go on &lt;a href="http://asoiaf.westeros.org/"&gt;the forums&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to talk about different conspiracy theories and the interpretation of certain prophecies. You can say I'm perpetually under the nerd glaze.*&lt;br /&gt;
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For my birthday/première party, I made Sansa's favourite dessert in the books and the show: lemon cakes. These babies are seriously lemon-y. For someone who only ventures into the kitchen on the rarest of occasions (this being the one of them), I'm glad these turned out as well as they did. My friends all gave more than two thumbs up. Wash it down with a good pint of mead or ale and you're all set for a perfect night of epic TV watching (the GoT Blond Ale aren't shipped to my area until next week).&lt;br /&gt;
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I have said previously that I don't feel all that much different after turning the big 2-0, but now that I've thought more about it, along with so much success in baking, &lt;i&gt;I have decided to stop blogging about fashion and will turn my attention towards writing a food blog&lt;/i&gt;. After turning 20, developing my own style and mastering the art of curating my wardrobe, I no longer see a point in talking about curating anymore. I am done with fashion and I plan to retire style blogging. The old style/fashion posts will remain, but otherwise the categories will be revamped to reflect the new direction in content. Thank you so much for following me for the past two years!&lt;br /&gt;
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The recipe originally appeared on &lt;a href="http://www.innatthecrossroads.com/2011/04/11/lemon-cakes-part-2/"&gt;The Inn at the Crossroads&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Elizabethan Lemon Cakes II&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;This is an original recipe, based on cake receipts from A.W.’s Book of Cookrye (1591) and The English Huswife by Gervase Markham, 1615.  A round cake such as this is described in Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales, where it is compared to the shape of the medieval round shield, the Buckler.

Our changes: The original recipe didn’t call for lemon, which we added in.  It also didn’t specify a type of seed, so we opted for the classic pairing of lemon and poppyseed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;~2 cups unbleached flour&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;zest of 1 lemon&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
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Sift together the flours and salt; set aside in large bowl. Dissolve yeast in warm ale, along with 1/8 tsp. of the flour mixture.  Your yeast should bubble up after a few minutes, indicating that the yeast is still active.

Cream together the butter and sugar. Beat in eggs and seeds, followed by the lemon zest and juice. Gently add the yeast to this mixture, then begin to fold in the flour.  Use as much flour as is needed to make a smooth, thick batter.&lt;br /&gt;
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Grease your cupcake pan, and fill the cups 2/3 full. Bake in middle of oven at 325° F for 10-15 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean. Let cool slightly before turning onto a cake rack.

While they cool, mix the lemon juice and honey for the glaze.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;When the cakes have cooled significantly, brush the glaze on.  This will take several passes since the glaze soaks into the cake.  You can also poke holes in the tops of the cakes with a toothpick for the juice to run down into.

For an extra lemony kick, try topping your cakes with lemon curd!
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*as defined Peter Dinklage on his recent appearance on &lt;i&gt;The Daily Show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have officially entered my third decade of life and am finally out of my teens!!! I can still remember when I was 13 in high school and thought that some of the 19 year old seniors (and some almost 20 year olds if you were either a Chinese or South Korean student) were &lt;i&gt;impossibly &lt;/i&gt;old. Now come to think of it, I really don't feel all that much different than when I was 13.&lt;br /&gt;
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If it’s possible, I think I was quite possibly even more “mature” then than I am now. I was this angsty, bitter, cynical teenager, who in an effort to escape the WASPy conformist atmosphere of her boarding school, delved into the arts and sought refuge in fashion. The campus was big enough that I could wander off into the woods, away from human contact and much of civilization, to pore over magazines and books that none of my peers seem to be interested in. I have to thank fashion for taking the edge off of what could have been the darkest and bleakest hours of my adolescence. The things that I have witnessed when a lot of money, lack of parental supervision and teenage hormones are involved! It doesn’t seem all that bad now when I look back on it retrospectively, but it all felt too RAW and REAL for me to deal with it then. I survived to tell the tale. Perhaps this explains my utter distate and avoidance of drama and desperate attention seekers alike (and yes, fashion peacocks included).&lt;br /&gt;
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To turn the conversation back to style, while I still at times don’t feel internally all that much different than I was 13, externally stylistically speaking, I have finally settled into a groove. I am finally more or less comfortable in my own skin, and thus have very little desire to upset this happy balance I have found for myself by experimenting beyond my comfort zone. It’s not being complacent as much as knowing what works and doesn’t, through mistakes both good and bad over the years. I am glad that I can afford to be lazy as my body shape hasn’t changed all that drastically throughout my high school years, save for my height.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since people seem receptive to more personal style photos in the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://ofstrangersensibilities.blogspot.com/search/label/Curating%20and%20Collecting"&gt;Curating + Collecting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;series, maybe I could also share more personal anecdotes and vignettes, lending more context and flavour to the discussion of wardrobe curation. While more empirical and analytical blogs&amp;nbsp;are&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;absolutely important and are utterly&amp;nbsp;vital to the conversation, the atmosphere can seem a little cold at times were we to rely on that entirely. We are but two sides of the same coin. Maybe I’ll eventually find my own happy medium in talking about wardrobe curation, in the middle ground between the two. To the beginning of my 20something years ahead (which will hopefully not be &lt;i&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;like the girls on Girls *shudder*).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; BIG WET KISSES TO &lt;a href="http://jadachin.blogspot.com/"&gt;JADA&lt;/a&gt; WHO CELEBRATED MY BIRTHDAY EARLY IN DC AND TOOK THIS PICTURE FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As part of an attempt to be practical about building the wardrobe, I must introduce you to two bloggers whom I find are &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;best at giving the readily applicable advice: &lt;b&gt;Maria&lt;/b&gt; of &lt;a href="http://lostinaspotlessmind.com/"&gt;Lost in a Spotless Mind&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Anuschka&lt;/b&gt; of &lt;a href="http://into-mind.com/"&gt;Into-Mind&lt;/a&gt;. I don't feel as comfortable giving specific tips as I think my strong suit lies in the more theoretical/analytical part of curating the wardrobe. I'm not too methodical about it either—it's all up in my noggin when I curate. I don't lay out Excel spreadsheets and carefully catalog each item, though I think it might be fun to do on a slow weekend afternoon sometime soon. I'll update you guys and share the list should I get round to it.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are no absolutes to curating, but &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2012/03/define.html"&gt;guidelines are &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;helpful&lt;/a&gt;, whether you are a beginner or not. Especially if you are a beginner, you want to know how to start don't you? I read these bloggers regularly myself, and while I don't necessarily apply all their tips, I learn so much from their insights.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Maria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;is a true professional. Her job is, after all, to train fashion consultants and the like. Thus expect nothing but extremely well laid out posts with easy to follow advice and tips. I just love how thorough she is in her posts and how much ground she covers too, from maintenance of clothing, to styling tips to how to dress according to your body type and shape. Her blog is the style manifesto you wished someone had wrote, the style guru you always wanted—a blog of solid, stable, tried-and-tested, timeless advice that anyone could use.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anuschka&lt;/b&gt;'s blog is fantastic in her incredible attention to detail. Nothing, and I repeat, &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;escapes her eyes, with her laser-like focus on how to put together the most immaculate wardrobe. Furthermore, she can takes&amp;nbsp;wisps&amp;nbsp;of passing inspiration and distill into actual pieces within a cohesive collection. No one sees the bigger picture and the smaller picture at once as well she does. Her methodical approach to dressing spills over to also other aspects of her life, in both&amp;nbsp;jewellery&amp;nbsp;and makeup. If only I could be nearly as organized!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am sure everyone can glean and learn something from even the most casual reading of these blogs. The best of all, it's all very digestible and not dry. Professional how-to style books can also learn a thing or two from these two. They would be the ones to email for questions on curating, while I hammer away on the boring stuff like the economics of curating ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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For the longest time, I've restrained myself from posting too many personal style ‘outfit’ type photos. The reason is because this blog is a reaction against the explosion of personal style blogs within the realm of the fashion blogosphere, which has led to a severe lack of more intelligent and interesting fashion conversations.&lt;/div&gt;
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Over time though, I do realize that there is value in personal style blogs. One can plainly see just how that individual translates their theories and ideas about their own personal style in real life. After reading all my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/03/basics-vs-classics.html"&gt;extensive writings and ramblings about basics&lt;/a&gt;, it only makes sense that you should see some examples of my own personal take on them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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My own personal style can be considered—to be honest—quite ‘bland’ compared to most outfit photos out there, and most definitely, to the flashy peacocks of street style blogs. However, this perhaps is exactly the point: the following photos are of what I actually wore on the day these were taken and are representative of what I wear on a everyday basis to lectures, cafés, galleries, concerts, cinemas etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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As boring as my personal style may seem, I actually really love wearing all the pieces I currently own. A grand majority of the clothing I own are from Uniqlo. I don't experiment much at all as I feel confident and comfortable in my existing style. My style tends to gravitate towards pieces that are easy to maintain and unfussy to wear. I am quite the simpleton. Most items tend to be neutral colour palette-wise but I do like to wear prints on the occasion, providing that silhouette remains clean. My style bible remains to be &lt;a href="http://www.acontinuouslean.com/2008/05/19/take-ivy/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take Ivy &lt;/i&gt;by T. Hayashida&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(there is a recent 2010 reprint that you can find in stores and online). I know what I value most in terms of how to prioritize certain ‘investments’—I am always willing to go the extra mile to find a well fitted shirt than spend it on a handbag or a purse. (On that note: I never got a new bag after my last one broke two years ago so now I don’t even have &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; one on hand at all.)&lt;/div&gt;
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By showing how I operate within the parameters of my curated wardrobe, you see how flexible, adaptable and unrestrictive ‘curating’ can be without sacrificing anything on the creative interpretive front. I admit I can get over my head in discussing curating on more abstract terms, so if people do find these types of concrete examples valuable then I will try and incorporate more of them in the future. Just be forewarned that many pieces will get “recycled” as I don’t shop all too often.&lt;/div&gt;
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I did say that I would be taking better photos to showcase the peacoat I bought from Uniqlo a while ago, &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2013/01/a-very-pea-update.html"&gt;didn't I&lt;/a&gt;? Well here you go, as seen wearing it while exploring historical Old Town Alexandria, a short metro ride from DC away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Spring break was short but sweet. Now that I'm back at school, this means that blogging will resume as usual. I definitely missed reading people's blogs and hope to pick up right where I left. I look forward to sharing some other photos of my spring break very soon. Have a great start to the week!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; gift set 3 layering bands from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/114859871/gift-set-3-layering-bands-gold-filled"&gt;glamrocksdesigns&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://shop.reigningchamp.com/collections/all/products/crew-neck-navy"&gt;reigning champ&lt;/a&gt; crewneck navy. &lt;b&gt;three&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.everlane.com/collections/womens-luxury-tees/products/boxcut-tee-white"&gt;everlane&lt;/a&gt; box cut tee white. &lt;b&gt;four&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.everlane.com/collections/ryan-collection/products/ryan-long-sleeve-black"&gt;everlane&lt;/a&gt; ryan tee black. &lt;b&gt;five&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://shop.reigningchamp.com/collections/all/products/crew-neck-heather-grey"&gt;reigning champ&lt;/a&gt; crewneck heather grey.&lt;br /&gt;
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Like all my “want lists” in the past, these are just somethings like I &lt;i&gt;would like&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to have but hey if I don’t manage to get around to acquiring them, well that’s okay too. &lt;a href="http://reigningchamp.com/"&gt;Reigning Champ&lt;/a&gt; is a brand that I have been meaning to talk about more – they are a great brand hailing from my hometown of Vancouver, Canada. They make THE best basics for men. That however does not stop me from seriously lusting after their pieces.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been meaning to post more during my spring break here in DC but my internet has been quite spotty so far. So I'm afraid you would have to make do with only this post for now until I'm back at school.&lt;br /&gt;
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Can't believe it's already spring break! It's ridiculous – the whole past week was a blur between midterms and re-watching &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veronica_Mars"&gt;Veronica Mars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;since it &lt;a href="http://kickstarter.com/projects/559914737/the-veronica-mars-movie-project"&gt;broke $2 million on Kickstarter&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in one day! What's crazier than realizing Veronica Mars premiering almost ten years ago in 2004, are the actors that I recognize from other projects and some of which are now stars: Paris Hilton (well not so much but I forgot she was even on the show), Max Greenfield who's in &lt;i&gt;New Girl &lt;/i&gt;with Zooey Deschanel, Leighton Meester who was in &lt;i&gt;Gossip Girls&lt;/i&gt;, Jonathan Bennett who was Aaron Samuels in &lt;i&gt;Mean Girls&lt;/i&gt;, Amanda Seyfried (no explanations needed) and of course Aaron Paul who's now on &lt;i&gt;Breaking&lt;/i&gt; freakin' &lt;i&gt;Bad&lt;/i&gt;. Booyah! And that's all just in season one.&lt;br /&gt;
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Back to the fashion and spring break talk. Guess where I will be for spring break? Hate to disappoint but no GGW in Florida for me. &lt;b&gt;I'll be going to DC!&lt;/b&gt; I have quite a few things planned, being the Fieldmarshal that I am (&lt;a href="http://the-nife.blogspot.com/2013/03/8-facts.html"&gt;courtesy of the MBTI test I took on The Nife&lt;/a&gt;): visiting museums, concerts, places to eat etc. – but I would love to meet up with anybody who's in DC from the March 18th to the 24th. I hope they have last minute student ticket sales at the Kennedy center as they do in Lincoln center. I'm pretty much down for whatever. Please let me know if you have any recommendations for things to see/hear/eat/do in DC!&lt;br /&gt;
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I’ve been thinking about the concepts of both basics and classics a lot, ever since Jess started to write about the classics (parts &lt;a href="http://emptyemptor.com/?p=2527"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://emptyemptor.com/?p=2574"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;). Ever the astute scholar, she definitely gave me a whole lot of food for thought. It made me deeply question why exactly am I so utterly bonkers for trying to find “the right basics” (you may chart my journey starting &lt;a href="http://www.ofstrangersensibilities.com/2011/07/basics-building.html"&gt;from the summer of 2011&lt;/a&gt;). Are those two the same things, or they different? If so, how then?&lt;br /&gt;
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I won’t be delving into what are the classics in particular or how did certain items became part of the classics canon – that has already been written thoroughly by Jess herself. From my understanding of “the classics” in general, they are definitely shaped (ironically) by a certain paradigm from the fashion establishment of the day. (I did not find the idea of paradigms from which we view society and vice versa apparent until I started taking my ‘History of Economics’ class FYI.) Classics are supposed to be considered timeless staples that can withstand the ephemerality of fashion, however it makes complete sense that they should conform to an ideal. Namely, that ideal has to fit within a certain framework that is dictated by the society and culture of the time period. As socio-economical structural changes occur (i.e. corsets), the canon changes accordingly to adapt to the new era. So while classics may withstand the changes over the short term (in weeks, seasons and even decades), it’s hard to say what is going to constitute as a classic over the longer term (over a century – or does it matter since we won’t even live that long). Thus, it is possible to see that there is a certain standard the classics does deviate towards to and how one might to begin to differentiate the classics from basics.&lt;br /&gt;
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The reason why I propose that classics and basics are two fundamentally different things is because basics don't necessarily conform to some kind of canon. It is most certainly not a style like classics can be defined as such (due to the canon), but rather as a genre of foundations for the wardrobe. Basics does have classic connotations, in that basics can be seen as simple pieces, which in turn can be seen as classics because they are so simple and “basic” that they would outlast the fickle nature of fashion cycles. If one were to draw a Venn diagram, basics is one circle while fashion as dictated by designers, stylists and editors another circle, and classics would be where the two overlaps.&lt;br /&gt;
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Most people will benefit the greatest by seeing the basics as a mere label for clothing that serves as the workhorse staples in your closet, regardless of what your style is. For most women living in Western society, what is deemed “the classics” would constitute the majority of your basics (the LBD, white button down etc.). This is the easiest method that I use in explaining to friends and family my shopping habits and also to correct them (hur hur) when they think building the wardrobe from scratch via the basics is utterly boring and conformist. It would be conformist should you choose to build a wardrobe strictly with basics as defined as “the classics” to the dot, but depending on your lifestyle (sedentary vs. active), age (not defined by the number per se but the mindset and attitude), industry (creative vs. conservative) and location, it can differ wildly from one individual to the next. Basics is what you make of it. &lt;br /&gt;
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If there is one team I can get behind, it's Team Americano. Everything by Gant Rugger again is pitch perfect. There are no words as to describe just&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://us.gant.com/collections/gant-rugger/teamamericano-thefullstory"&gt;how beautiful everything looks&lt;/a&gt; (and no it's not neccessarily the dudes themselves). Long time readers by now can understand how it tickles my fancy for all things PITA.&lt;br /&gt;
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More text heavy posts to come as the week starts! Here's to the redditor who says I do not post all that often (don't worry I lurk there too occasionally though not particularly in the FFA subreddit).&lt;br /&gt;
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