Thursday, August 28, 2008

What to wear?

My good friend Tamer and I were talking via skype the other day and touched on the subject of Hedi Slimane, the fashion designer rock star that we both admired like no other. His innovative yet relevant designs are solely missed but left a footprint that one can emulate over and over again. Im planning to go out to this party this weekend and I secretly would plan my outfit way way before the day of the event. I guess the secrets out but let me share with you my thoughts and wardrobe wish list. I discover the joy into going back dressing in black and white after my return trip to the England last year, and how VERY sheek it looked, with the new silhouettes and fabrication. My very fashion forward friends are already flaunting them and I gave it shot and fell in love with the look all over again. The best thing is that it will never run out of time. I found myself buying lots of white shirts and wife-beaters and few pairs of black skinny jeans. The one thing Im still struggling is to wear a black shirt here in Malaysia, for some weird reason I feel sweats going to come out the second I put it on. Blazers and jackets are fine on certain occasions and venue (with full blast A.C.) for I think the look suits the age I'm at right now and IT does make you feel good whenever you a suited up from head to toe. Here are some looks that I'm considering for this coming weekend. Choices, choices, choices.

punk-rock?
skinny-sleek?
casual-smart?

now wheres Hedi when you need him??

Monday, August 25, 2008

short stint

Although it was short, I have learnt so much and met wonderful new friends as well as gained new knowledge that were not taught in school. I guess architecture was never really the answer to all this. Oh well.


ZLGians shot by yours truly

Sunday, August 24, 2008

English Enchantment

About a year ago on a cloudy monday afternoon, I walked passed the famous Royal Albert Hall London, scouting for a spot to shoot my model Karim for a fashion spread in the Oct issue of Going Places MAS inflight magazine. The glam squad consists of me starring as the stylist, Lynn W as the photographer, Viv as the fierce editor, Colin as the muse and Joseph as err.. eye candy. I was just pinching myself for I couldnt believe I was back in the old city reuniting with my favourite people and doing things i love the most! And the clothes were part of the character and London couldnt be more suitable as a background. The shoot started by the side of the Thames near Vauxhall, then a strolled by Buckingham Palace (too many tourists -scratch that), had lunch at Kensington High Street Wagamama, The R.A.H and of course the very green Hyde Park.

Thanks to my mate Tamer W for hooking us up with London's fashion PR offices for the wonderful clothes from Erotokritos, Armand Basi, Alessandro Dell'aqua, Dolce and Gabbana, Oliver Spencer and Hudson shoes. I could easily pull a klepto (because I did try them on.. and the items were in my size! How could they! and it was all in black and white!)

Special thanks to Viv for the opportunity. From Kuching to London, who knew eyh?.

To the one and only Miss Lynn, isnt it the best when work become play?

Check out the spread and photos from the shoot. I seriously want to go back!

Glam squad -Editor Viv, Photog Lynn W, Muse Coco, Model Karim H, Eye candy Paul

Lynn "fine. i wont look shuk!"


..and of course, i would not miss the chance to be in one too, would i? ..the first imaginary multi-racial boyband in the world; the nigerian, the egyptian, the malaysian and the english :D

Saturday, August 23, 2008

oh what a nite!


When my dear friend Aidawati Saidin invited me out to the Royal Arts Gala night at One World Hotel last nite, I clearly didnt have any sorts of expectations whatsoever. I needed an excuse to go out in my suit, white shirt and slim tie.. doing that hedi slimane thing again. I do miss it..:) My so called way of ego-boosting, one needs to feel good about oneself once in a blue moon..as long as you dont bug other people's life thats fine. I just wish I could have a razor-sharp cut blazer ala Hedi. Alas, the spirit is there anywhere.. and also, I did the crew cut again.. and I wanted to see whether it looks good in a suit.. VANITY! VANITY!

We arrived rather early so we took out on sweet time to get ready and had chicken rice as in between filler. Its a fashion gala, hence people are gonna be fashionably late. Aida is showcasing a piece to be worn by a royalty from the state of terengganu, and true to form.. its VERY Aida, no beadings no sequins only cuts/pleats/shape/lines which I like too.. the best part of the was the sexy slit exposing the wearer's tighs and legs.. daring.. and again, I like it too.. we both have the same way of looking at clothes, coming from the architecture background its so much about the construction/process that matters rather than the final aesthetics. Did i mention it was in purple silk-wool? delish!

Aida and her strings of royal fans. Literally.

dress by Aidawati Saidin

After the event, I couldnt help but noticed someone I knew very well, well not on a personal level that is but simply because I have been a fan of his musings/rantings/writings for the past few months.. :) I then introduced myself much like a star-struck fan and took few photos.. of course I told him about how much I enjoyed reading his blog.. together with Perezhilton.. my few source of meaningful yet cerebral info-tainment. Im glad I had the chance to tell him that, because there were times when I'm down and I would browse through his blog and found myself laughing and smiling, it made my day..with his no holds bar and tongue-in-cheek sense of humor. it gets me! So thank you again Mr. Manager. ' Mak kaseh, iboh jerak ..'


Ning came and sang. Glorious!

yours truly, Jovian Mandagie and Mr. V aka Mr.Manager

Nubhan reminds me of my younger brother but he is WAY taller. I had to cheat my way to appear just a tad shorter that him. He sounded good and all the best Nubs.


Its quarter to 4 am and i need to get some rest for I have a shoot tomorrow at 10. crazy but it keeps me going.

later peeps. x

S.


Sunday, August 10, 2008

'Can we be friends?' says the ex.

I was meant to be writing this blog after the wonderful adventure I had on the wee hours of the auspicious day, the Friday 08.08.08. I went online earlier chatting with a new acquaintance, somewhat mutual friend, and he had this crazy idea of having late supper and was crazily enough to drive all the way from Sentul to Damansara where i was staying and then pick up my other friend Jas who lives in Klang who already thought that we were already sleeping at home. It was meant to be a surprise but honestly speaking, I haven't been out that late in ages! To cut the long story short, our mini morning scheme ended up at Shah Alam and that journey from Sentul to Shah Alam via Kelang took about 11/2 hour!! I couldnt help but laugh the minute I saw Jas ushering us into the lawn of this house for he just cant believe it. From then on I know we gonna have so much fun.

After scouring the dead shop houses in Klang and not happy with the choices, Jas came up with the idea of shifting the venue to Shah Alam where he thinks its more 'happening'. I couldnt agree more but I felt that regardless where you are its the company that counts. In our case it was rather special, two best friends and a new-found 'friend'. I have to use this friend term loosely because it might progress into something else.. you know who you are! :P Once we are all at ease, with roti canai on the table paired with ice tea, we started talking about things around us, relationships bla bla bla, ex-es, preferences and what not. I told the guys my next topic on my blog would be 'can we be friends with our exes. Often we hear stories where a relationship that has ended and people try to salvage whatever good things that has left from that relationship, and decided to be friends. I question this motive simply because its a theory that doesnt work for me..

Break-ups are painful. Regardless whether its mutual and it gets worst when its ugly. Hence, you will mourn, because like a small death, part of your soul has gone. And no text book out there tells you exactly how to deal with it because only you can understand the weight and repercussion that is caused by such pain. This pain ladies and gentlemen, needs to be dealt in its on way and TIME, and like death, you need to bury the feelings and slowly pick yourself up and move on. The time factor is so important and again, its you who has the power to decide or perhaps realize how much time you need until you are able to accept the situation. To me a friend is simply someone who is honest with their feelings towards you as well as genuine and asking nothing in return. Being friends with an ex lover or partner is like going into a grey area where the line is drawn but simply can be erased or even ignored because theres so much feelings thats been invested. Ask yourself this, how can you say 'I'm so in love you , or I love you forever ' today and then become just friends the very next. Friends are for keeps, good friends for that matter.. and feelings of love comes with jealousy, rage and anger. Yes, our subconscious tells us otherwise but how can you be in the right state of mine the minute you become friends with your ex and see them with some one else. Id be lying if I couldnt help feeling slightly envious and apprehensive, maybe because that person nonchalantly introduce their new partner or the fact that they are happier with some one else. In order to move on, in order to be able to love again, you need to have a clear conscience and leave all the baggage from your previous relationship.

My cruel but practical way of dealing things is to avoid myself from my exes, to not let myself interfere with their life, stop all mode of communication and slowly perhaps painfully get myself on my feet and learn to live without that someone again. It may take two days, or two months and even 2 years. You will know when you over someone when you have no feelings of anger or even affection the next time you see or talk to them. And maybe only then, you can decide whether you want to stay friends with them. I can only speak on my behalf, for I know some relationships are different and how it started and ways it ended, my method works for me because I simply want to avoid complications. Our life is complicated enough as it is, with family, friendships, financial and jobs to juggle, its just not enough room for anymore mess. Ultimately, we want to be happy and in order to achieve that we need a clear conscience for us to make the best and RIGHT decisions for our self in our daily life. Fact of the matter is, take time to mourn and find ways to be happy again.

For you guys out there, please dont use the word 'friend' like some cheap meaningless label because friends are supposed to be there when you need them, in both good or bad times, and if you want to use that term just for you to come off as 'nice', then forget it. Look around you and ask yourself, what a friend really means to you. Define it well, and then you decide. I can happily say I have a healthy relationship with my friends, no suppressed feelings or pretence, because lying to yourself is a pain that will ruin you in time regardless you acknowledge it or not.

So there you go, I know some of you might not agree entirely or opposed to the idea. Like I said earlier, its MY take on things. You may use it or disregard it but I want to share it because I know some of us craves for answers.

...We left our not-to-be-forgotten breakfast slightly sleepy yet exhilarated, I was at ease with this new acquaintance of mine and glad that I was able to reveal myself and comfortable talking about what I feel because often we have hard time showing our true colours for fear of judgement or being misunderstood. All I can say is you have to nothing to lose, in fact everything to gain.