Style of Mine

The adventures and struggles of a petite, geeky journalist-in-training living in New Zealand.

A matter close to my heart

This isn’t remotely related to fashion, but it’s very important to me as a woman. I saw a video on YouTube that reminded me of the issue of comfort women two days ago. For those of you who don’t know what comfort women are, they are women that the Japanese soldiers forced to become their sex slaves during the Second World War. In essence, they were imprisoned in camps and raped repeatedly, day after day. You can read my thoughts about comfort women and the long overdue –and non-existent– apology from the Japanese government here.

This is the video that jumpstarted all of this.

Of course, being who I am, I have to leave a comment under my username TelcontarRulz. And this is the resulting conversation.

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I’m beyond disgusted by this other person’s attitude. As if the fact that other people do it makes it okay for them to force women to become sex slaves. As if the fact that they are soldiers mean that they can be honoured regardless of the atrocities they have committed!

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Farewell to Summer

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Wearing vintage dress, ASOS shoes, Esprit bag, DKNY watch and Portmans hat.

My aunt gave me this dress when I went back to Hong Kong. It’s probably close to my age, and the fabric is falling apart a little at the back. There used to be lacing at the back as well, but the loops broke whilst I was wearing the dress on the plane back to New Zealand. I don’t think it was meant for someone of my chest size. But now it’s a lot more comfortable without the lacing at the back as my rib cage doesn’t feel constricted anymore.

I’m rarely out of heels in summer, unless I’m barefoot, but after the earthquake (and the very frightening prospect of having to walk home in four inch platform stilettos because all the buses have stopped and I have no way of contacting my parents because my dad’s mobile phone is out of batteries), I’ve taken to taking a pair of flats with me everywhere I go unless I am wearing flats. I’m not a fan of ballet flats for multiple reasons (i.e. they don’t flatter the shape of my feet at all, they keep falling off my feet etc.), but I like my oxfords. They’re comfortable, but they hide my bunions well, and they wrap around the foot so they don’t fly off if I walk too quickly. I really don’t get the ballet flat trend at all. Lots of girls wear them but I have rarely seen a girl wear them well. Maybe a couple of supermodels, but that’s about it. And so many ballet flats are just cheap looking nowadays; I have no idea how they’re supposed to be chic. I mean, gold and silver plastic? I do have a pair of sequined flats that resemble ballet flats from Skechers, but their soles are constructed like those of lightweight sneakers, so they feel completely different. They’re the flats I carry around all the time. Probably not as chic as I would like, but if I have to walk home after an earthquake, I don’t think style would be one of my top priorities.

We Ain’t Got All Day

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Wearing ASOS cape and shoes, H&M sweater dress and hat from Hong Kong.

After the earthquake, the entire city’s pretty much been rearranged, and I went with my class to visit the temporary premises of the local daily newspaper, where I’ll be interning at starting from Easter. I’m really impressed, as are a lot of people, by how the team over there managed to put out a paper every day following the quake, even though the ceiling of the old newsroom collapsed on them during the quake. It’s this sort of innovation and dedication that really makes a journalist, I think.

On a lighter note, I found out that I really can’t park and I hate cutting two lanes when turning right because it scare the hell out of me, so I’m crossing my fingers that when class resumes next Monday, it’ll be on or near campus, where there are plenty of bus-stops. Otherwise, I’m gonna have to drive during rush hour and I really don’t think I can manage it.

Journalists and Bloggers; should there even be any conflict?

Bloggers: A cultural phenomenon or an epidemic issue?

I read this (above) interesting article whilst browsing through fashion blogs, and although I’m kind of late to the party, I think it’s something worth thinking about, as someone who’s studied the media and who is training to become a professional journalist hoping to write about fashion someday.

Personally, I don’t think magazine editors have anything to worry about from bloggers. Anyone and their dog can start a blog these days, and the possibility of actually reaching your target audience is kinda low, with so many billions of websites out there. There are a list of fashion blogs I follow, but I still love fashion magazines and their editorials, which are much better written than most blog posts. In fact, I pretty much prowl around bookstores every month until I get the most current issues of every publication I follow. I love the way they smell, the fact that they’re not just about fashion, but also about wider issues that are of concern to women. Sure, fashion is the key focus, but it’s not the only thing within these magazines. There are loads of really well-researched, well thought out feature articles, and to suspect that fashion blogs can ever threaten these is almost an insult to the journalists who work on fashion magazines. Bloggers (mostly) do what they do for fun. They don’t really take the effort to interview, research and organize the information in a way that is informative and entertaining at the same time. Me, I write mostly for entertainment value, at least on this blog. On my other blog, I’ll present my opinion on things, but I have never done as much research as a professional journalist would on a three hundred word article on whatever it is that they’re writing about. Journalists don’t just hop on the internet, read a few articles and then regurgitate what they’ve read.

I read blogs because I enjoy looking at the pictures of natty dressers, mostly. Some people’s style appeal to me, and I like to see how they put together outfits. Bloggers’ outfit posts are usually more relatable than magazine photoshoots but magazines are informative escapism.

So there’s my two cents. Personally,  I don’t even think there should be any conflict between professional fashion journalists and bloggers. They don’t even work in the same medium, really. With blogging, it’s really about making sure that your blog is on the first couple of pages of search results and that there are links to it everywhere. It’s about posting as frequently as  possible so that it’s constantly near the top. Magazines come out regularly so people know when to expect them, and it’s not about how many pages the mag’s got, but how much substance it has within those pages. From a personal viewpoint, I hardly read anything that bloggers write, preferring to look at their pictures, but I read just about every word in those magazines.

Spring and Autumn

For a warm morning:

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Dress by Oasis (from ASOS), shoes by Pulp.

For a chilly evening:

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Same dress as above, shoes by Pulp, Bossini belt, Cashmira sweater.

Running Errands

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Wearing my favourite sheer shirt from Stax, belt from when I was a kid, shoes from H&M, skirt that was a gift, and DKNY watch.

I Feel the Grass Between My Toes

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Wearing long top (dress?) from Stax, hat from Glassons.

I’m not quite sure what to label this…garment. It’s too long to be a blouse and too short at the sides to be a dress. It’s hard to style too, and it’s been hanging around in my wardrobe ever since Boxing Day last year. Or something like that. Originally, it had a pussy bow, which I tied so that the ends of the bow wouldn’t dangle beneath the hem.

Nameless

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Wearing dress from Pagani, shoes from H&M, bag from Esprit, earrings from Hong Kong and bangle from a medieval themed camp.

I can’t be bothered thinking up a title today. It’s not as if there’s anything really interesting going on with my outfit. Bought another denim shirt. We were supposed to be shopping for my brother, coz he’s heading off for university in just over two weeks, and then I saw the denim shirts. Kids’ shop, boys’ section, but who the hell cares? I always thought that masculine looking denim shirts looked awesome on girls. Got one for me and one for him.

Blue Sheila

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Wearing dress from Portmans, Topshop shoes, earrings from Hong Kong and bracelet from Jacqui E.

I need to start learning shorthand in time for the beginning of journalism school. So excited and a bit nervous!

Errands and Shoes

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Wearing vintage men’s shirt (my dad’s), shoes by Pulp, shorts by Cotton On, hat by Portmans, bracelet by Jacqui E and bag by Esprit.

I wore this to run errands today. Paid my university fees and then got a pile of books from the library and also grabbed a Big Mac. Treat of the day. I make sure that I eat one junk food item a day and only one, so I don’t get cravings that I can’t control. Then I came back and decided to photograph all my heels. I’ve gotten quite a few additions since the last time I did this.