Showing posts with label Ben Sherman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ben Sherman. Show all posts
Black magic
I think I may need help from the occult arts to get over this one: my article deadlines come crashing (come to think of it, I haven't posted an article for quite some time now) and here I am still pondering whether I may still have time to finish my long overdue Thom Browne post. (Am already half done.)
Very soon, and shortly! Will need to hem and put a cuff to my habits of procrastination. In the the meantime, here's what I wore today.
Micro-checkered shirt, Ben Sherman; micro-houndstooth pants, Custom Made; thrifted leather elfin slip-ons, Camper; skinny leather belt, APC; plastic necklace, Qeelin; fingerless gloves; Debenhams
Photo by Patricia Suzara
Crest on crest

Since I like different parts of this outfit, let me focus on them separately, in the manner of Jak & Jil and Style Bubble.

I like the repetition of crests on the tie and the shirt, though they are of different design.

It is all but natural that the pockets of these nylon pants are found on the front, and are doubled by zippered compartments. These pants are probably among my favorite pairs.

Also these hybrid leather spectator shoes, which look oddly more interesting with the nylon pants because of the hem drawstrings.
Overall, I feel good combining different textures: wool, cotton, nylon, semi-leather, and leather. Joining the parts together feels like creating the complete meal.
Sweater, Muji; shirt, Ben Sherman; nylon pants, thrifted; braided leather belt; vintage; spectator shoes, Giordano Concepts
Moonleaf Tea Shop, Makati branch

This is Maginhawa Street, all the way in UP Teacher's Village in Diliman, Quezon City, I don't know how many miles from Makati.

It seems like a good neighborhood, with nearby restaurants, spas, barbershops/salons, a bookstore, laundromats, a BPO hub, and of course, schools.

In such an area, a café or a tea shop is sure to rake it in, what with a captive and loyal clientele: people like me who suddenly crave for milk tea and almost do not mind the distance and the time.
Just imagine if someone franchised Moonleaf Tea Shop and brought it to Makati. Mind you, I am not alone in making this gentle yet urgent plea.
Do you know how many people travel to Makati every single day?

My friends and I would tie polka dot ribbons around the trees of Makati City just to prove a point. (Ummm, think of them as pearls. :P)
Moonleaf Tea Shop currently has three branches:
- 44 Magiting Street, UP Teacher's Village East (near Ministop Maginhawa), 1101 Diliman District, Quezon City
- 103 Maginhawa Street, UP Teacher's Village East (beside Delish)...
- Esteban Abada Street (next to Crave), Loyola Heights, Quezon City
Shirt, Ben Sherman; jeans, Bench; belt, Brave Beltworks; Converse sneakers, thrifted; viscose scarf from Mindanao
Cameo shots by Thysz Estrada, bow tie by Ziggy Savella
The front tuck + The in-between bag

It's the first time I've done it with a shirt and not just a tee. (I know it sounds boring, but bear with me.) Though what I'm wearing is a little too stiff to achieve those loungy summer creases, I like what tucking does to the shirt's sheen. Also noticed that its better with a belt with a big buckle.

The point is, I didn't tuck the back, but before that here is my trusty canvas bag, which was given for free many Christmases ago by a favorite bookstore that I sorely miss (It's been closed for quite a while.) For the longest time, I've been using it to load all my stuff from my bag each time I go home, so that, whichever bag I use the next day, I'll be sure not to leave anything in a stray pocket. Like keys and my company ID. (Today I used it to bring gym stuff.)
Does this habit sound strange? Does anybody else have this problem?
I've heard of a compartmentalized "inner" bag that you put in an "outer" bag to fulfill the same purpose. But that just bothers me. It's like you have a fake bag and a real one, the former just for show.

So back to my back. Creases from all the sitting and slouching I've been doing this morning. Not bad, I say. And I don't think it would be the same if I had tucked it in. (Not a bald spot. Cowlicks.)
Shirt, Ben Sherman; jeans, Levi's; belt, Brave Beltworks
Outfit photos by Patricia Suzara
Shot at the elevator

A cameo! This must mean that I actually have some spare time in my hands, albeit between floors of my office building. So this is my new haircut, just growing out the black. Now am not so sure I want to color it light gray... What do you think?

More time to blog, to revisit the gym, to read, and to just be quiet. Do you hear that? I hear something beating...
Sweater, Zasum from Mundo; shirt, Ben Sherman; jeans, Cheap Monday; belt, Brave Beltworks; sneakers, Generic Surplus; briefcase, Bally
The navy blue striped jumper

Or pullover, whichever you prefer. Bought it two weeks ago while waiting for medical results during my time of both physical and existential malaise.

It gave me comfort since it was raining that Saturday afternoon and I needed something warm and dark-colored for protection and a little bit of security. Didn't even take it off after fitting: just packed the polo shirt I was wearing in the paper bag.

Also comes in handy as a make-do scarf. If only sweaters, scarves, and jackets can be depended on for assurance for those times that love comes like a sickness that inevitably renders us naked.
Pullover and jeans: both Gap; short-sleeved shirt, Ben Sherman; belt, Brave Beltworks; Young Camel satchel, printed Converse sneakers, wool tie, and red portfolio: all thrifted
Photos by Patricia Suzara
How thrifting can change your life

I can't really judge this day (Sunday) of thrifting as happier and more fulfilling than the others. I can't say based only on remarkable items or the prices that I was able to haggle down — not even solely based on good company. I suppose, as it is with satisfying outfits, it is a case of the mix.
So instead of lazily laying everything on the floor, I have come up with three sets of the pieces I have bought. This first, you can say, is partially inspired by the Spring 2010 collection of Dries Van Noten. But instead of wearing a jacket with an ethnic Ikat print, I was able to pick up a pajama top with a design charming enough to make you think twice. Worn underneath is a pink-and-white, leafy linen blend shirt — still follows the print-on-print Dries aesthetic.

Here are the items for a better view of the prints. I like the fabric of the scarf, since it's not that flimsy. The pajama top is of a polyester mix. The jeans, Dior Homme.

Finally, I am able to find a Buffalo shirt that is just about the right size — good as shirt, as well as a jacket. Wearing it here as the former, with what I think is a nylon jacket, also in tan. Its collar can be buttoned up like a turtleneck, such that, undone, it looks like a clumsy flight jacket.
Ok, I know some of you raised an eyebrow when you first saw this pebble-dotted scarf — patterned after a bonsai cow? an anemic snake? a new bacterial strain? — but I think this is one instance where it makes sense: worn with items that are all masculine.

The items, again. You see that the tops are happy.

Now I know this may be somewhat of a stretch, but this third scarf that I found reminds me of the Fair Isle cummerbunds in Burberry Prorsum's Fall 2009 show. So indulge me...

I love the patter and the two-tone color of the scarf. So that's it: three pattern-on-pattern outfits from the items I thrifted.

Here are the scarves, worn together. One of our companions suggested I stitch them together, but that takes away the pleasure of yanking each one out. (I am wearing them pre-haircut.)
Shirt, Ben Sherman; linen pants, Sorbino; thrifted leather and canvas messenger, agnès b.; necklaces, DIY and gift; espadrilles from Davao; watch, Omega Seamaster

Before I forget, I was also able to buy this denim and leather tote by Tough Jeansmith. I think this can very well replace my less structured Gap denim tote.

And here is another surprise: a smallish green backpack with fine leather detailing. There is a logo of a dear with antlers stamped above the main buckle (the brand is Cervo, which is Italian for "deer"). At the back (not shown here) is a rectangular piece of leather engraved with these words: Manufactured by good workmanship in Italy with selective material.

Lo and behold: when you open the flap, the skyline of Florence with the Duomo greets you.

I know, the surprises don't end. Here is the last one, which sadly got away: a hooded extra-long shirt, with arms cut asyemmtrically. The piece combines parts from a shirt, hoodie, cape, and perhaps even a tunic. Very Japanese, and sadly, also very big.
Well, we can't have everything. Instead of getting it to have it altered, I let it go for somebody else...
So how does thrifting change your life? What do you think?
Photos by Lea Celestial and Niño Lorente
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A storm is coming

I know it's no reason to smile, as Manila is expecting potentially dangerous rains tonight, but this is not front page news, or even reportage. And though this afternoon was gloomy — the light in these shots care of Photoshop — and visited by a taste of what hopefully will not come, it has been precisely light, with warmth, that has been flooding my past few days. The same reason I have not had as much time to update this page.

I have my friend Cecille to thank for this sheer thrifted hoodie, which will not guard me from the weather, but will permit layering in this humidity. This picture also offers you better look at a black leather bag I thrifted long ago, but only recently had soaped and shined at Besa's.

With a storm comes flooding. Our lives submerged in a rush of emotions — sadness, grief, frustration, and even anger. Things are muddy and muddled.

I myself am still at pains to understand what has been happening to me the last few days. Sinking and rising to breathe. Hoping while refusing to believe in anything.
Thrifted sheer hoodie, Zara; micro-checkered shirt, Ben Sherman; skinny jeans, Two Percent; thrifted boots, Timberland; skinny tie, thrifted; thrifted leather bag, Rabeanco
Photos by Patricia Suzara
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