Moving on, I'm pretty lucky cuz there seemed to be many interesting things going on in this place today. As I was about to exit the plaza, there were these 2 super cute clowns handing out balloons to the young visitors which I couldn't resist on not taking pictures with them hehehe....
Then, just outside the shopping center, another attention-grabbing event was this some kind of action by random young people holding signs of "FREE HUGS". I was like, "huh??". Then one lady came up to me and said, "Hi, free hugs!! Want a hug?". I said, "for what?", and she replied, "for love"..hehhe. So I just said, "Oh..ok...hug hug" and smiled (and not hug for real cuz it felt really akward). That was funny. I mean, I've never seen such thing. Cute, but weird. I took some pictures of them.
One more thing about Vivienne's shoes...they are so so high that if you notice carefully these models are actually like ballet dancing hehehhe...why do we women like to torture ourselves just for the sake of fashion...
I seriously don’t know why I’m into black, leather and gloves lately. No, I am not inspired by Rihanna, puh-leez. As life and fashion are exactly well represented as a cycle, I think I am currently wheeled back to those moments when I used to play in a band and was always trying to pull off a rock look heheheh…I never label myself as a rocker though...but, I do have a huge adoration towards stuffs like leather, black costumes, studded items, and boots.
And btw, I gave my fake Rayban Wayfarer sunglasses to Sharjeel cuz it looks really good on him...I hope I come across those glasses once again....:)
One word for MK's pictures in the new edition of Nylon magazine....AWESOME!!! Woah...i looove the pics....great photographer I must say!! Well, Nylon do often come up with spanking new ideas, so I don't find it surprising that they managed to present MK in a different touch of quirkiness, which, very well explains her actual personality I guess....these are my favorite pics...
I am an incredibly happy person, not because my life is entirely perfect, but because I choose to live in happiness. I do find myself tired sometimes, as being happy requires a thoughtful vision to grasp the art of life. At these times, I ask myself, “Diana, are you sure you want to quit being happy?” I then answer myself, “If I refuse to live happy today, then I might just die in sadness”.
