Friday, February 21, 2003







The days are getting longer, and the time is getting shorter.





i wake up real early in the mornings and i usually sit down to some tv as i eat my breakfast everyday. i'm always looking forward to watching one of the cooking shows i love, be it those hosted by the nosh brothers, jamie oliver, nancy kwan or even nigella lawson. But somehow channel 5 has screwed up big time and put a stupid design show on the 5.30am slot instead. It's not even "designer guys"! Or the one, the only, Nik Manjolovich from the lifestyle show i cannot remember the name of. It's really fulfilling to watch fags host design and lifestyle shows. Instead of any of these essential shows, they instead have reruns of incredibly old chinese drama serials on channel 8. The one on this period of time is one which has Sean Say, Madeline Zhu, Sally Chen and some other familiar face who acts in my genie 2 right now. How fucken retro can you get? C'mon it's Madeline fucking Zhu. When was the last time you heard of her?





The thing about old chinese dramas is that you get a look at fashion back in the day. And holy crap, it was fucking horrible. The drama that was showing before this current one was one about two policemen who are best friends, one of which was Thomas Ong. An example of fashion from there? A pair of light faded jeans, tight. Track Shoes, unknown brand. T-shirt which looks like it was bought at the wet market. And the final finishing touch. A beautiful stained-pink-in-the-wash windbreaker. Now we're struttin'. The show right now is about a female police inspector, Madeline Zhu. Sally Chen is some gongfu tomboy. And she has a deep voice, which i wish i wasn't reminded of. And Sean Say, i can't remember what he does besides run around and shout with conviction a lot(that seems to happen a lot in chinese dramas, no?). The horrific sight i was greeted with this morning was this guy(the resident baddie, smarmy, over-confident and supposedly dashing) who was in a mustard-beige suit ensemble. Only thing was, the fashionista wasn't wearing a shirt inside his suit. Not a tie even. Instead, Mr Hotlook was wearing a goddamn singlet in his suit. A low cut one at that, with ethnic wet market designs on the front. And of course, a black choker with what seems to be a hardened shiny fish's eyeball dangling off it. i wish i wore stuff like that. i like to look good sometimes too.





And they say that Singaporeans have a terrible sense of etiquette, wearing sandals and flip-flops into hotel restaurants. Considering the era before this, i think we've made quite a leap ahead. And really, this is a bleedingly hot and humid tropical country so you can't really dress up in the latest fall fashions unless you want to have your trendy togs sticking to your back the whole day can you? Want an example? Look at the shows on tv now. The American shows, everyone wears jackets and stuff. The local shows, everyone wears, at the most, a shirt and pants. Unless there's a really stereotypical businessman character in his suit wardrobe didn't have the right size in.





It is still early in the night, but i feel like going to sleep now so that i can wake up early tomorrow for my daily fix of the latest in fashion of the era past.





Wait, it's Saturday tomorrow, so there won't be a rerun.





Damn.





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