Ola!
Here I am with some attempt to revive my blog which has been in a coma for the past few weeks. Hopefully, this post with luck will give us some sense of hope that it is somewhat possible.
In what I expected was to be an ordinary day, turned out a little out of the ordinary; just a little above what I expected. However, it is perhaps worthy of some words.
Part of reason that this blog has gone into a coma is because I was squeezing every drop of time I could get with my parents whilst spending their time here and their being here was a pleasure. Today, I departed from them with a tear or two in my eye, but with a purpose. I reached home, also bid my dues to dearest Liz who like half of the people who reside in this temporary home of ours that is Palmerston, return to her dwelling place which is located about a few thousand miles Sout/South-East to mine. With that, I consumed a bowl of noodle soup that was suspiciously delicious and returned to my cosy abode. Here did we find Lennon and I deciding to get out and get some fresh air and get some talk on. At Bourke Street and QV was where Lennon was victimised and tragically succumbed to the thing that influnces all – (particularly more so Lennon in this case) fashion. Avoiding the raping effect of the rest of the apparel outlets I decided to get my suspectingly new addiction – Boost : All Berry Bang which did my taste buds some good. We then tram hopped and walked back to find ourselves with yet again another suspectingly more well prepared than not meal by the Master Chef. This then urged me to suggest to Chungy that the Master Chefs skills shows her secret skills more so when there are less chicks in the coop who agreed with this hunch of mine. Chungy and I then again returned to my cosy abode and flirted with technology when finally I was swallowed in its portal and found myself perhaps drowning myself in too many pairs of Sneakers. This revelation then proded me to call Lennon to watch Doubt, which left Lennon and I in awe and Chungy in total wonder. Now, I am here listening to Jet screaming, strumming, drumming, bassing, be what you please the tune that is Cold Hard Bitch, wrapped in a gorgeous micro-fleece blanket; one of the many blessings I was gifted by my parents and waiting to talk a dear one because it feels so unnatural for us to not have a single breath of communication for this long a while and I certainly hope she would do me this favour. ):
On another note, I felt like sharing my new fettish that is Shoes. Well at least this is part of it because this is simply sneakers. I lost my Vans virginity to a beautiful pair and eventhough they were quite pricy, the feeling of possesion and its beauty is so great I cannot help but say I’ve fallen in love.
My mum who made a terrible and very dismissable statement that they look like Bata shoes which at first questioned my desire for them and my sight. However, the moment my Mum turned around and the cashier whom I bought it from gave me a thumbs up and a wink cause he too sensed the hesitance from my mother I knew, that I made the right decision and was put at some ease. As time passes and I gaze at my beloved shoes I know their only going to develop a vintage feel which probably take me deeper in love with these beauties – in search of a better word that I cannot find.
I also fell in love with a pair of Converses but knew at once that it was not worth the value it was being asked for as the value was equivalent to that of my newly beloved Vans. This is odd you see as this is usually not the case. Hopefully, I will get them eventually if come a time I can get it for what I think it is worth and I will be reunited with the perfect fit and its manifique-ness. I have developed a liking for less patterned and printed sneaks probably because I haven’t found a pair that are as nice as the ones I have now and also probably because they’re easier to match, have a classier effect and speaks more of my personality. Let me share with you these man-made treasures that I could probably use one word as a description : LOVE.
I like this shoe, saw it but I didn’t get it because I think I already have enough neutral coloured pairs. It is so edgy and I would get it as a guilty pleasure. I’m now mightily tempted by this idea. It is quite magnificient, don’t you think?

How awesome would it be to own these? The luxury of overflowing prosperity – it would be nice but never a necessity. Plus, if so.. like all things shopping would too become a bore when easily at hand.
Ah, hello pumpkin-poo. This is the pair I fell in love with. The major difference; laces. Come to think of it, if they have it in high tops I’d probably get the high tops since they would be awesome ! AHHH I can’t wait
!!!!!! They’re so divine T.T
Vans that Chungy thought were cool as he joined me partially of Vans drunkenedness (: Chungy is so cute (:
I thought these were extremely cool when I saw ‘em online. As my friends who know me would say; it’s very YOU. At least some form of identity is established. Yes friends back home, it doesn’t stop in KL. I have bloody multiple names in this continent.
A pair which Marco and Nikola both own. I thought they were pretty cool when I first saw ‘em. Now I think they’re f-ing amazing.. They are rad to the max!!

Takes my breath away (:. Ahhhhh…. sweetness.
I actually liked these better than the pair I bought. However, I convinced myself not to get them as I had too many neutral coloured pairs. My high top converses are totally black, my low cut cherry converses are totally white. My billie’s are charcoal! AH MY BILLIES
I think you can decipher if you read from the above which of these two I own. I almost got the red ones. With the impartial wise objective friend by my side who told me if I were picking one to get the charcoaled ones and so I did. Within a few hours, I was contented with this decision as those bright red ones are way to difficult to match and the charcoal colour does grow on you (:
(: Aren’t you in suspense to find out the magical pair that is.. magic


The winning pair. I love them dearly <3 T.T So much affection I don’t know how to express it !!!! Joyfulness fills me at the sight of them really. I like the colour because it is different at the same time not difficult to match and it is totally edgy (: My Era Vans lalalalalalala ! They come with white laceys too (:

Get a pair. Totally going for old school for my next pair. <3 Nothing beats vintage.
Take notice: this is PART of my shoe fettish. Let us not get into Oxfords and such T_T It is impossible !
It’s 1:54 a.m. and there’s no sign of my dear one ): Sigh, I swear I could go into a distressed emotional state right now. Pathetic, yes I agree. Here I go delving in search for reason, determination and anything that can give me hints of the future.
Love,
sarah.
P.S.; I never knew that taking pictures with friends is considered camwhoring.. I still don’t think I’ve reached that stage of the infamous hierarchy.
P.P.S.; The wonderous rock and roll of Jet, The Hives, The Raconteurs and The White Stripes could not sustain me at this time. I confess I switched to mellow tunes, it put my brain at ease. I’m mentally stricken, it could not be helped. ):
P.P.P.S.; I know the pictures are large so if you want to take a closer look go ahead by all means. Credits obviously given to the Vans and Converse official website.. if you plan on charging me this is more advertising than anything else.
P.P.P.P.S.; I wanted to share the sunglassessssss of my dreams but I fear I cannot. Perhaps, another time. I’m probably going to head to lookbook before I’m consumed by my thoughts.
P.P.P.P.P.S.; Olivia, you’ll be getting mail soon (: Explanantion lies there :F