I’ve never been a religious person. I do not judge what other people believe, but it’s just not something I ever fell into. It never really seemed to make sense to me and no-one ever encouraged or pushed me to have faith in some kind of higher power. It seems now, though, that I’m surrounded by so many different types of people, the question is popping up more and more.
I still answer the same. I don’t have a religion. Although these little trips to the beautiful Korean temples do always give me a funny feeling inside. I cannot commit myself to this ideal considering we had such a strange, and albeit unsatisfactory, temple stay on the mainland which involved monks with pizza hut pizzas, coke and iphones when we were stuck eating rice and kimchi. I can, however, say I am more intrigued about religion than I ever have been before. How it shapes a person. How it can give people strength and hope where others may just give up. How it gives people boundaries and rules….
What do you think?
Maxi Skirt and Top– Uniqlo
All of these pictures are from the ModCloth blog from the summer of 2009. The two other fabulous people in the pictures are Richard and Turi. All photos belong to ModCloth.com.
Man, oh man. When I realised it had been 3 years since I interned for the AMAZING online clothing store ModCloth, I couldn’t believe it. 2009; it was one of the best summers of my life. Travelling from my little town in England to the big city of Pittsburgh (famous for it’s Heinz ketchup and Andy Warhol) was one thing, but getting to meet a bunch of fabulously chic people and write about clothes all day was another. ModCloth was 98% of the reason I started Fashion’s A Stranger. It made me realise a lot of things, and it made me 100% happy with my life and myself.
After I finished up my degree I moved to South Korea to teach English; that was almost two years ago. While my own fashion sense might have taken a wee dip since then (cause I like being damn comfortable in my curvy body), my ability to appreciate those who take their time to pick out their outfits everyday certainly has not. I hope one day I can return to ModCloth. And until that time I thank them for having me. And I will continue to spread the good word of ModCloth through south east asia. It’s the least I can do…
Well. It seemed there were no more excuses I could pull out of my ass about my lack of blogging. Please though, remember, I am that girl. The clumsy one. The cursed one. The one who lacks any kind of grace.
At the start of June I received a nasty visit from a flu. I didn’t eat for quite a length of time, which was duly noted by my Korean friends and turned immediately into a positive. “Wow, Amy, you lost your weight”, a few of them cooed. I do, genuinely, appreciate that they prioritize all things vain. If I was left to my own shenanigans I would eat cheese, salt and vinegar crisps, and drink beer every day. This being said, when you’ve just come off a drip at the hospital and your face is an interesting shade of green, you aren’t necessarily thinking about that inch or two cut off your waist. Anyway, no fear everyone. I am back to normal, and have managed to retrieve my little belly I had become so fond of.
Of course, this is me remember. My bad luck doesn’t stop at the measly flu. Oh no no no. After we finished work last week we walked to the local supermarket to get some milk. Us Brits can’t go without a cup of tea for more than 12 hours, and such a beverage requires some dairy goodness. The streets were dark. Very dark indeed. (Am I setting the scene?) My boyfriend pointed out a little restaurant we’ve never seen before, which stopped me from seeing the giant boulders on the side of the street. Boom, knees. Boom, arm. Boom, face on a car and chin on another rock. Of course, we would sue back home. But this is Korea…
I’ve had a bit of ‘body ache’ for almost a week now. And rainy season is in full force on our little island of Jeju. The thunder and lightning was very persistent last night and it does not want us to sleep. So, I won’t show you any pictures of my outfits recently. Instead, I’ll leave you with a pretty picture of Oedolgae, a beautiful place where we spent quite a bit of time before the rain dampened our spirits.
Well, well well. Turns out I am not a very organised lady. My mum used to say to me ‘A tidy house is a tidy mind’. While I’ve heard myself say this phrase countless times over the past few years, I’ve always struggled to turn it into a reality.* For about a week I even tried to change it into ‘a tidy life is a tidy mind’. Alas, I am naturally very messy and thus my mind is all over the place. Compared to my super-super clean freak boyfriend, I look like a monster living in a cave. And it’s to my detriment, of course, because every so often I get a mind-melt, where I have to think super hard about all of the things I need to do, and, BOOM, my brain explodes.
The above thing happened yesterday (the boom thing). The poor man experienced the brunt of it, of course, as is inevitable in a long-term relationship. (Sorry, sorry, sorry) Monday was my birthday and now I’m another year older. That probably doesn’t help with the brain power. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.
Anyway. Nothing will get done while I’m sitting here ranting. So much to do! In my brain there is a sense of urgency. In my body? Not so much. Oh well, it’ll get done. It always does. Happy Friday everyone!
Shoes: Bobbie Burns (and a birthday gift from my better half!), Tights: Florence and Fred, Underdress: H&M, Blouse: ASOS, Cork Bag: ModCloth (and a birthday gift from my brother and sister-in-law)
*If you are reading, Mum, you are a wise wise lady. I am trying my hardest to heed your advice.
French Connection Floral 50’s Dress– ASOS: £125.00
I don’t know if you know, but I have a massive soft spot for florals. It drives my other half nuts. He claims the bedding is too ‘grandma-ish’, but I think it is simply beautiful. Some men just don’t appreciate a stunning pattern when it covers them every night.
Anyway. I love this dress. It is amazing, and I want it pretty bad. Unfortunately, it is against my moral code to spend that much on an item of clothing. Especially while I am a poor teacher who is saving to travel the world. There would be no place for this fancy frock on a trek around Asia. (Well, I’m pretty sure I would find a way, but it’s just not practical!) I pride myself on the fact that most of my outfits are put together on £50 or less. But for those of you who have a bit of spare cash flying about and are drooling over this dress as much as I am, more good news! ASOS have free international shipping. No minimum order. Can you believe that? I may or may not have already placed a few orders of some more modestly priced items… ahem. Happy Friday everyone!
…the views near your apartment are like this…
Oh, how nice it is to be in a warm, sunny country working on my tan (mind you, it’s raining as I type…) The sea air makes the sun deceptive though, and my thighs turned an interesting shade of purple before deciding to go pink. They better go brown soon. God, I’m so ‘English’ and pale.
Otherwise, nothing much to report. We are planning on purchasing a little car next week which we test drove yesterday. I tell you, I have never driven on the right side of the road or the left side of the car before. We nearly lost a wing mirror very early on. Everyone was extremely calm about the whole situation though, surprisingly. What is your news? Sorry I haven’t been visiting you all recently. I intend to be back on it soon!
Flip-flops: Havaianas, Skirt: H&M, Top: Internacionale