Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The death of me


So I find myself sick again, and again it's the flu. Of course the flu will tell me: again it's late nights collapsing on your bed for a few hours then waking up early in the morning to resume work; something had to give. Touché.


Hoodie, thrifted
Striped shirt, SM Surplus
Jeans, Levi's
Braided belt, A.P.C.
Espadrilles from Davao
Necklace, OS

I know it's been poisonous for my system. But just a little more, push a little further. At the same time I'm itching for change. Like before, back in 2009, I would write about all the menswear shows I liked, then I'd also have all these long articles. Now it's just about what I wear, or what I do. I'm also happy that I'm able to cover the local scene more. But again, something is missing. I want to do something else. More of something and less of others, more or less.


We'll see. I have a feeling all these months have been in preparation for 2012, when things will be entirely different.


Hold on to your espadrilles. Inertia will be the death of me. But for the moment, some sleep.

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