by cecylia on March 28, 2010
I had the pleasure of meeting my favourite bag designer- Pauric Sweeney. Being such a dork, I carried my bag there to show him how much I loved his design and patent leather. Here I am standing outside his show room in Paris, my stomach is full of butterflies.
A most gorgeous pug called ‘Shakra’ with a diamante collar and larger-than-life personality greeted me. He made me miss my boys at home so much. We spent the next 10 minutes talking about our dogs and pulling out photos from our phones.
I wore my vintage gold ring everyday in Paris. I always pack a small satchel of jewelry and only end up wearing a few pieces. Wearing my Callia cream coat and dotted stockings from Alannah Hill. The buckled shoes are a copy of Opening Ceremony ones from Nine West. They’re tall but very comfortable.
Out of a living room full of bags, this grey leather bag was my favourite. It is actually a back pack as well. And yes I have ordered it for my boutique for next season. Cannot wait for its arrival!
Pauric Sweeney used to be a fashion designer. One day, a famous journalist told him at the end of one of his fashion shows that he should concentrate on his bags. He took her advice and the rest is history. Pauric used to be the accessories designer for Jil Sander. I love his bags. He’s pretty cool too. In Chloe dress and vintage nude scarf.
by theodore on July 28, 2009
My Grand-mommy knitted a red ballet dress for a doll many years ago. She is a great knitter but she insisted that I model it for her… I agree that this cross-dressing is rather embarrassing but the ruffly dress did keep me warm. Every time I go out with Mommy, people think that I am a girl and these photos will confuse many…
Here I am warm and cozy snuggling up in the red tutu dress. It makes me look like a peacock on fire. I am just glad that I do not have to wear the lacy dress on the ground. Do not worry, I only wore the red dress for a little while, I did not have to wear it home. I already have winter coats.
by theodore on July 10, 2009
I think this is too big...
One Saturday morning, I was hustled into the car and ended up at the local craft market. I was in Mommy’s arms most of the time whilst she rummaged through vintage finds with much zeal. I was nearly dropped one time when Mommy got so excited over some second hand clothes. I was exhausted that day because I had to smile at every stranger who called me ‘cute’ and plus I did not get much sleep the night before (as you can see from the bags under my eyes). And to top it off, a lady forced me to try some of her DIY clothes on! I had a harness on and I was quite warm already. Mommy came to my rescue, trying to explain that I need tailored clothes because of my petite frame, but she was too late. The lady grabbed me by the wasit and started to pull a woolley strappy coat over me. She kept saying ‘It will fit!” and her shrill of delight drowned my cries… Thank God that Mommy has good attention to detail, “Sorry, but the coat is still too long for him’. Yes, it was more like a warm maxi-dress.
I nearly died when she showed Mommy the pink coat…
by theodore on June 2, 2009
Hello! It’s me again.
This is my very first bath. I was 12 weeks old. The water tasted funny and I was completely drenched in it.
My mommy has heaps of coats, but I only have one – it’s a genuine chihuahua fur coat and I’m quite attached to it, so I guess I have to take care of it. My advice on keeping your coat clean is to just wash the dirty spots with soapy water.
Oh wait! I think I’m dry clean only! I hope I don’t shrink.
