fashion year 2012

Let’s try to sum up this year in fashion. And I do not mean enumerating the trends or choosing best outfits of the year. A personal summary this time.

Well, it was a second-hand focused time. Raiding these messy shops at 9am to be the first to get best pieces was a real sacrifice and ahuge pleasure. Now my wardrobe abounds in vintage-like garments with great potential, especially for the next summer season! Can’t wait. Promise myself to learn to sew and re-make all these sweaters and tees piling up.

When it comes to high-fashion, twenty twelve was more of being infatueated with same stuff which is Balmain and Stella McCartney. Keep dreaming to afford a pair of shiny, skinny, embroidered pair of Balmain pants. But I still got a chance since I survived 21.12.2012. Thank you Mayans. What a relief.

In terms of shopping it was most exquisite year ever! How superficial it sounds! Since moving to London, it’s like being let in to Hamley’s after playing one Barbie all your lifetime. Screw Topshop and Urban Outfitters. I can dress in Beyond Retro or at Spitalfields Market. Just give me the money.

What about personal style and how it evolved? It seems to have been a crucial time. After wavering between hipster-like, bold apparel and minimalistic, COS designs, I feel like I’ve finally reached the balance. My wardrobe offers me so much for the moment being I am happy to think of what to wear every morning. How delightful it seems!

I wish the next year will be more of a settling down with my style and taste. I loved you 2012, but move on! 2013 is coming! X