My result was out.
I wonder should I be rather happy because i have improved a whole load.

From 1 Distinction(communication studies) ,2 Credits(Feature Writing and Asian Music) and 1 Pass(television studies) due to plagarism(not intended! I did came from design school so do understand) last semester to
3 distinction(Journalism newsroom,flim studies and media studies) and 1 credit (american music) this semester.

but what really made me cried was i was 1 mark away from getting 4 distinction.
i worked so hard but still there was a loophole.

maybe i was asked to actually worked harder this coming semester.

Well Monash University's timetable is really screwed up.
and i miss my styling job.well ill be doing more stuff for the shop then.

and europe trip baby coming soon ! allround europe! HELLO NEXT,PRIMARK AND CHEAP COOKIES FROM M&S!
weeeee.

alrights then.
till next time

GOODNITE!

Truth is known,there are 7 people in the world that look like you,Yes you!
and seems like after an influx of bloggers and internet websites where voyeurers happen to float among the blogsphere.I found my par from MALAYSIA.i swear at first glance,I thought it was myself there.



credits to KLstreetstyle'

Some would agree she looks like me,some disagree.so for those who know me in real life.Please tell me what you think?

Back to Fashion,besides clothes and shoes and bags,i am raving over spectacle frames made from wood eversince
i saw them in singapore but sadly it was my last day there and wasn't in time to make one.
BUT FEAR NOT,i found it, but at a hefty price, i am still considering whether i should invest in one which i am afraid i'll hardly use .The degree ain't that high baby,maybe about 100 the most?




credits to urbanspectacles

YAY OR NAY?



and to the most georgeous looking almost mysteriously -something pretty but you know theres something to fear about face,
credits to dropsnap.jp

just bought an awesome rinestone blazer from the 80s and a clock vintage belt.
will upload pics.and hey it was for charity.

ciao.kaireen Low'

IM DEAD,BURN TO A PULP.

and why do i have to leave singapore this thursday,just exactly why?


Psss.tmr launch of the new collection.
something to look forward to.

BYE

Yes im back,preparing for a new launch of collection.
and everytime i am doing so,I have to prepare a whole load.
and it tires me all the time espacially when theres so much to do.

Prep

*beware shoe porn*







so stay tuned. because the shoot will take at least 3 to 4 days to complete.
hold ur breath girls and of course keep that money for the new launch

Lovelove,
Kaireen Low

le temps est trop lent
time is too slow.



Finally, exactly in a week, ill be home with all things beautiful to me.
shopping and fancy meetups with my closest friends.tea with mum and shopping with dad.
nothing beats these moments
and definately in need of some korean food at home.badly.
daddy,you heard me.

gosh. i realise that design school was much easier than what i m going through now
exams somehow do not work well with my brain.
i study what i can and get stuck with what i can't.

The shop is going pretty well. most items are running out fast that i need to start planing for new propositions
ill be travelling out as soon as i need to get stuff for shops and affluent 40-50 something ladies who needs help with clothes for events.
something less stressful at least.

but ill yearn for the boyfriend dearly,probably cry abit and eat an awful amount of chocolate that my tongue turns numb and head back to him with 10 pounds added.

I was ask to describe myself with clothes recently thru an email with this awesome friend of mine.
and i showed him 3 pictures that i could see myself wearing everyday. but honestly, i have no idea how to describe my style, im loud ,at times too adventurous,and at most time trying the hardest to be sleek.
just put in a little of marc jacobs,matthew williamson,alexander wang and marni.you get a product of me.







well. home sweet home. my ol rustic bed and my cats sleeping with me and waking me up in the middle of the night so that can put their paws all over my head.and probably scratch me a little.

nothing beats bathes with my 7 cats.
and hoping my dad would buy maybe 2 more angry looking-flat faced flurry fluffy cats to add to the family.
something that i told him look very much like him.which he responded-Shit u!




daddy,is that you? far too cute to be true.


home is truely the best place in the world.

LoveLoveLove

Kaireen Low

la vie parfaite
the perfect life.

You know it, you might talk about it and it might intimidate or even terrorize your other half.
but still we want the perfect life for now and after the big Marriage.
the dream of owning the perfect house ,the perfect car and the perfect lifestyle.

for me, its about owning the perfect cats.





one in black and one in white,one called innocent and the other called guilty.
at least its not like Tony,my neighbour's 20 pound fat cat .

well besides that, i dream of early weekend breakfast with the kids and the hubby and of course
with my cats.

they don;t call me catwomen for no reason.

well hello , my dear boyfriend, are you starting to startle?

je l'ai trouvé
Ive found him.




I had a long deep intense burning(the eyes and heart) talk with my boyfriend yesternight (my own vocabualary) and
I have to say it was really opulent talking to him about everything, about us and our problems that we take some seriously and some which are ridiculous ,vice versa.

Its going to be a year being in love.and like the picture,we are two against the many.

Ive realise that Ive been not that perfect wilst waiting to be treated like a princess(but he wasn't a prince and my dad is not the king!) But sometimes,we can't expect our story to be a fairytale and maybe its time for the positive to conquer the negative.And maybe its time that I try to accept the situation instead of hurting myself.

Expectations are overated and its time for acception to take over instead.
I love him alot and for the first time,i felt my heart ache with no time to compose my emotions.
I tell myself inside he's the one when he laughs at my not that funny jokes.
I smile while he sleeps and wakes up (with a bloated face and tummy to go along)
and thank god for him.

Love is indeed something you can't explain or try to expound.
you know it when it twinges ,it becomes neurotic and when it goes into euphoria.

Love is just simple but yet leaves us perplex as days and months ,years and death comes.

Love,
Kaireen Low.

vidé à l'air
drained to air



I am EXTREMELY drained.
It's been a whirlpool of sleepless nights.

writing and churning new vocabulary,trying to enhance essays pretending to be PHD thesis papers.
days and days of good coffee at starbucks,it maneuvers my cash and income and it is indeed burning a hole in my pocket.

But i am EXTREMELY drained.
but i have to say it is all worth it.

My shedule is of a mix of school,gym,clothing business,essays,worries and the boyfriend.
of course,in the midst.there will be misses of my family, MY CATS and my friends !

on a good note,my parents are coming down to visit.
and i can take a break.sleep and enjoy my weekend town shopping.

Here is the email to my mum when my dear Apple Powerbook G4 died:


Hello hello.

maybe its time to mourn for the death of my Apple Notebook.
its life (charger) has just blew up and smoke arised from the cables.

Love,
and bye to my 5 year old baby computer that spent late nights and overtime usage without any rest.and accompanied me through design school and helping me make money through my risque online clothing business.

SO I M GETTING A NEW APPLE MACBOOK PRO!

It's irony, plain irony,

sitting at starbucks in the early morning,hearing the barista create the works of coffee beans,adding caramel drizzle and whip cream.
and i ponder how long Ive been out of Singapore,living a life that i had wished for when i was 13,
hoping my parents would throw me out ever since.
And now, i live in a horrible hostel and assignments bombarding at every angle,some easy to tackle,most of the time ,its pure torture.
I am out of cash, but yet i have no guts to request the big man at home for more money,
so i am suffering on instant noodles,now thats the life of a shopaholic out of home.
I just came back from a country i would consider home in no time and realise i am so famaliar with its culture and am very shocked about how condos are a fast market everywhere.

I am glad that this almost one year out of home,being with a man i love despite flaws that all has been good,
infact i think it has brought me closer to myself.

and learning that independence is not all that beautiful afterall.

but its good to stand on ur own two feet and smile when u open your eyes in the morning.