In transition

 Photos by Fendi Yasuda

On Sundays (notably, not Wednesdays), we wear pink... and go semi-armless.

We (also) sweat it out in half-buttoned men's oxfords alá Wang SS14 (which by the way, has completely revolutionised the button-down for me. I almost never wear them like they were intended to anymore), and tennis-esque jacquard minis in the hopes of looking appropriately preppy and not "like you just got out of bed", according to the mother. Oh, the joys of parental support. On a non-sartorial note, we also use too many brackets and dashes in what are unusually long and (probably) grammatically incorrect sentences. We are, what they call, a mess.

But isn't that what Sundays are for? General sh*t-getting-together and wasting away? Mmmm. That's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it.

Since my recent transition into the working world (sheesh, I feel 30 just typing that), weekends, casual (read: indecent) wear and free time to do ~whatever~ have become somewhat a rare commodity. And its a strange feeling, being in transition. Whether its in life or between seasons. As much as I enjoy change and adventure, I crave something to hold on to - something constant, that is both a reminder of what was and a reassurance of what's to come.

This parka, for instance. Lightweight enough to be slung over the lazy and ubiquitous shorts-and-shirt combo during the hotter months (because face it, Singapore's weather is notoriously limited to: hot, hotter, rainy and always, always humid), but thick enough to double as the perfect rainy day/cold weather overcoat. Its versatility heavily depends on your colour-coordination-adventurousness, but best believe you will get enough compliments to validate the purchase.

But alas, this post was not to feature the parka (which wasn't even the star of the 'fit, tbh). It was meant to drive home the point that, like what the parka is to the outfit, we all need a transition piece/thing/person in our lives that makes change and easing new seasons just a teeny bit more bearable. Now whether that point has been made is debatable, but till then I'm just going to keep prata-flipping/slinging this analogy over my shoulders - and yes, I used an article of clothing to reference a significant life realisation. Are you gagging from my pretentiousness yet?

Wearing Uniqlo men's oxford shirt, Zara skirt and shoes, H&M parka, Moschino phone case