This is what I wore yesterday to go out, even if I didn’t have to report to work (on leave the entire week). This is the second Uniqlo +J shirt I’ve worn (first one here: Into the light) and am pretty much still in love with the high-quality fabric (120 thread count Egyptian cotton – Uniqlo’s labor practices are another matter, though) and fit.
Also broke in these Dr Martens Elizabeth brogues with detachable flaps, which I’ve been eyeing for months now at a local store (found them on sale at about half the original price). The pair came with a Made in England tag, which brought my attention to details in Dr Martens' company history, outsourcing structure, and the implications of competition and globalization.
Still have a slight (huge for fitness fanatics) paunch I need to work on. Fastfood, potato chips, cookies, sweets, and Christmas bingeing be damned! (At least I can still breathe in the size small shirt!)
The Elizabeth brogues are actually for women, but I don’t mind. I love the triple tongue detachable flaps! (Will post pictures of how the pair looks like as a normal brogue by and by).
My quads are getting bigger because of regular visits to the gym and because of my insistence on increasing the weight for leg presses and squats. Before long, I may need to look for more tapered pairs – or conversely work more on my lower legs (which may make me look more squat).
I took the week off to attend to overdue matters at home – fix my bedroom (shelves for books and spring cleaning for clothes) and my workplace (for accessory designing and making). But more importantly, I need to write out a personal curriculum. Or how I plan to go about reading and researching through all the books that I have amassed over the years. Reread and revise the poems I have written. Yes, it seems that work never ends.
Don’t laugh, but I also have these Bench jeans in black, which got distressed (read: ripped) in an unfortunate place. I won’t say where, but I blame my leg days at the gym. Come to think of it, Muji has sweats-like trousers (slacks cum pajamas) that I must try out.
Fortunately, I have already crossed out many items on this week’s obsessive-compulsive To Do list – enough, at least, to not drive me to depression due to my inefficiency. Tomorrow, though, I plan to devote mostly to things that I cannot rush or hurry: reading (Mondiano’s Nobel lecture is already out, in case you are interested) and writing.
Does literature make me happiest? I have no immediate answer for that. Some things cannot be resolved by reason – only written out.
Shirt, +J by Uniqlo
Brogues, Dr Martens