MIF-W: The Hair Show

Talk Bits: Updates have been awfully irregular and not to mention short (and sweet! Riight? :P). As you all know, I will be sitting for my national examinations in EIGHT days. God's been helping me to study and He's gonna be my side all the way! Aiyah, will survive la. Well, it only determines the rest of your life right? Of course not -.- There's this big misconception about SPM that if you fail it, you're a failure in life. Don't let them psychos get to you. It is important but not the end of the world; it gives you a head start but does not determine your future. Fret not, do your best and all the best to all my lovely co-SPM-ers ;)

It's Malaysia's International Fashion Week so I took just one hour out of my very busy week of gym sleeping stoning studying to support my hair stylist, Miko Au's Hair Show. I started going to him when I was just 13 years old and when he was still based in SETAPAK. Yes, we Sisters would arrange a day each time for all of us to head over to SETAPAK (which is like the other end of the world) to get our hair done. No land too far shall hinder women from their rights to beauty ;)


I'm not sure whether this is Malaysian culture or fashion culture but none of these fashion events everrrrr start on time. I could have eaten at the food court, shopped at TOPSHOP and prolly walk over to Ch'ng Ee's crib AND back to be in time for the show. So, when there's free time at these kinda things, you can't help but be a critic to everyone around you 0:) Lets just say it wasn't entirely pretty. Thank goodness it started.. eventually!

Themed White Lies or White Noise - I can't really remember :S

I would think it was White Noise if my memory serves me right due to the distinct white noise they played for the runway. The look + the music = ZOMG is this a cult?! Then again, I respect his artistic views; it just doesn't tickle my fancy. On a brighter note, Mummy attended Eclipse by Sonny San's and Tangoo's the day after which made her want to buy ME a dress. See, good things really do come out of these things ;)

The clothes are by locals.

Furry box with HOLES for him to see. Fascinating seems to be the only word to sum it up.
The female models were not exactly model material because they weren't tall, they weren't skinny enough which I now understand why models have to be and one had a really bad scoliosis. Yet I suppose it's the hair we're looking at, no?

The Walk.

I didn't love him on the runway but I definitely adore him in the salon. He is now based in Salon Esprit, Pavilion and yes, he's the one responsible for all my funky dos. From my first BIG CHOP to China doll failll to my boy-short punk look... I loved all of them even if they took me a second look to embrace them ;) Well, wait a month more and something foo-resh (inside joke :P) awaits my locks. I go in, say "DO WHATEVER YOU WANT" and he never disappoints. It is afterall, his canvas.

With The Man of The Hour.