Transcending (Radiohead - Nude)

Late to the party? I certainly am.

Nude by Radiohead in one word is transcending. That was the initial and one of the most prominent feeling that I have felt about a song in a very long time. It "literally" transcends me to another world just by the listening to the first few seconds of the intro. This song is utterly magical. That is all I have to say about it.

Plus I am glad that I am late to the party about this song because I know if I had heard it earlier, I won't be able to appreciate it as much as I do now. I guess, I needed a little bit of growing up to do before stumbling upon this song. Some things just need a little bit of age. Like wine. Or cheese.

Anyways, close your eyes, hug yourself and just let yourself be transcended to a parallel dimension.

l8r,

Jaz.

Go Cray Cray

Image from thesartorialist.com

From my observation and if I may, analysis, I kind of know that it is tricky to make your outfits look good in the winter. But mannnn, look at how this gal is going! Winter ain't holding her back. The way she plays with layers and lengths. It is just exquisite. I don't know if the word exquisite would be enough to justify her outfit. All in all, I am just in awe.

Look at the length and silhouette of her pants, the cropped length of her denim jacket layered over an oversized sweater and under a knee-length coat. 

And not to mention the color palette she chose to combine. Grey, navy denim, light denim and black?I mean, c'mon! This. Is. My. Dream. Outfit.

But I live in a country of perpetual summer so.... It may forever be a dream.

l8r,

Jaz.

Wear Yo Outerwear

I completely understand if you want to rebut and say that Malaysia is too bloody hot for wearing an outerwear. I agree. I completely agree with you.

But here me out, most of the time you spend will be indoors anyways, your lecture hall, your office, your mall, your wherever else. So, why not? Plus, choose a lightweight material. You're not going to evaporate into steam if it was ever too hot.

"Day in The Life" - Weston James Palmer

Weston James Palmer in collaboration with Coach Skateboards, Coach collection, awesome soundtrack and great cinematography skills.  What else could you want in a video?

Denim Jacket (Rappers and Booties)

(Out of context intro)

I enjoy rap music when rappers discuss on matters that actually matter such as Chance the Rapper in his sing Cocoa Butter or Childish Gambino in Hold You Down. However, the only consistent pattern of the topic that are in rap music since I first started listening to it in 2012 is booty. Why? What is the correlation between these two separate entities? Am I ignorant to the history of it? If I am, please enlighten me.

(Contextual intro)

But I digress. Let's talk about denim jackets shall we? First of all, how great are they? I treated myself with a black denim jacket earlier this month and I can tell you that there was not a day that I left my denim jacket in the house. Whatever outfit I have on, I'd just throw on my denim jacket on top for an extra pow-wow. It is a great staple in any wardrobe. Trust me. The trick is just to find a wash that accommodates well to your wardrobe and a fit that, well, compliments your figure. Du-uh.

I was on a lookout for a denim jacket for soooooooooo long, I thought I should share with you some tips that would make your journey to the perfect denim jacket easier as compared to mine. I am not an expert, but I am an experienced shopper so, I think my opinion would kind of help. Maybe... Maybe not...

1.

Try on any denim jackets that you can find. 

Here's the thing, you can never imagine how a denim jacket would look like on you unless you put it on you. There are so many washes and cuts, I mean, just put it on. I never thought that I would end up with a black denim jacket but here I am, at bliss with one.

2.

Compare & Contrast

Once you found the kind of wash and cut that you need in your life, be on the lookout for a cheaper one. Denim jackets can be expensive but sometimes, you can get it for less. Compare and contrast the quality and price with other shops. Don't just stop at one shop. Venture out. I don't buy anything made in masses for full price because we both know that it is going to go on sale for waaay fucking cheaper and we will be sad for not waiting.

3.

Buy

Buy the denim jacket that has the optimum balance amongst style, price and quality.

4.

Enjoy it for eternity

It will last you forever. I doubt that it will an item of clothing that will soon be irrelevant in fashion. If it ever happens, I don't think I will be proud of the industry anymore (maybe).

ps: A$AP ROCKY has some sick beats but sickening lyrics. I do enjoy getting high on it though (musically, not drugs wise). Not gunna lie.

l8r,

Jaz.

Word Vomit: Anyone?

I am curious, is there anyone out there who is actually reading my contents? I keep getting views but it all seems so abstract. And personally I think that abstractness is only appealing in literature, not in real life. So, to anyone who is reading this, I just want to thank you and hope you enjoy the nonsense that I put out. I enjoy writing them and I hope you'd find some sort of satisfaction in between my lines of absurd sentences.

You are fucking exquisite. Keep that in mind.

And, of course, thank you again.

l8r,

Jaz.

Outstanding Imperfection: Minor Dyslexia

Let's be real here. The fact that I can't differ between my left hand to my right hand is not solely because of my stupidity. The reason of my incomprehensibility towards left and right is because I have a speckle of dyslexic traits in my DNA (I ain't bullshittin' you, bud). 

Truthfully, I am tired of being made stupid due to my inability to differentiate my hand or directions or anything similar. So, I look at it as a quirky trait of mine. How many times in your life do you stumble upon someone who is asked to turn right but steered the car to the left instead? Not that many I suppose. So, here I am. Let me be a quirky furniture in your unfinished home.

Seriously, it is really hard to hate someone who is naturally dumb when it comes to direction. All you will feel is pity and I'd suck any pity that I can find.

So, to you lovely people out there with outstanding imperfections, just be okay with it. If you can't, find other advice because this is all I have. Hahahaha. But seriously, be okay with it. Wear it like a shield and it is almost fucking impossible for anyone to hurt you. At least that is what Tyrion Lannister said in Game of Thrones (btw, when the fuck will that show be on air again?)

ps: I just got the scarf from @byfqi (Instagram), and I wore it for 3 days straight. I mean, c'mon. That justifies something.

l8r,

Jaz.

Banana

I thought I'd try something new today. Not in terms of clothes but photos. Experimentation is a great essentials in life, people! Anyways, I thought the yellow background was freaking cool and I am currently into the grain-y effects on photos. It gives that nostalgic feeling in photos that I just enjoy looking at. And I thought, why not make it present in my pictures as well?

All in all, I've been enjoying the top and the bottom together and separately because I truly believe that it is what love is made out off. Among other things that is.

I don't have a name for what this outfit is called and I know nothing of the theme that this outfit falls under. But what I do know is I felt good and happy in it. Plus, I bought the skirt on sale. What else could a girl wish for? Discounted skirt and humanity in life.

Last but not least, I'd like to thank a friend of mine, Yana, for the top. I've worn it to two weddings within two consecutive weekends. Man, I can't justify how much I love it.

 l8r,

Jaz.

Hobo? Hope So.

Skirts and I don't mix that well because I am not a really great person when I am with skirts. I can't jump, dance or sit well when I am in skirts. But when Hana Tajima released her collection of bottoms at Uniqlo, I can't help but feel like I need to have it. Skirts or not. I just need 'em. But it was so fucking expensive, I waited it out for 3 months.

Now, it is on sale for half of it's original price, what else would little old me do but grab it by.

Here is my take on skirts; they look lovely and they are a pain in the ass. I don't know how Scottish men does it in those kilt. All in all, I enjoyed wearing it and the airy feeling that I get every time wind passes me by makes wearing a skirt worthwhile. Despite having a few Marilyn Monroe moments. 

Lastly I realized that the combination of my denim jacket and my striped shirt made me look like a hobo. And like any other hobo, I look good.

scarf: cotton on | denim jacket: forever 21 | striped t-shirt: padini | skirt: uniqlo

| groovy socks: cotton on | shoes: converse

That's all for now folks, till next time.

l8r,

Jaz.

The Terror of Pants.

I have 24 pairs of pants. I only have one pair of legs.

Why the actual fuck would I need 24 of them? But I love them all the same.

l8r,

Jaz.

Film Stuff: Mr. Holmes

I don't know what is it with our society but often we perceive "getting old" as a taboo topic to address. Sure, getting old ain't pretty. Sure getting old reminds us of dying but then where else is our lives is going to go if not towards death? If you have another end result of life that equates to eternity, holla at me.

I think the film Mr. Holmes addresses this stigma quite well and very much endearing as well. Sherlock Holmes has always been known at his prime age. He is a genius, a sociopath, witty, awkward and all of the adjectives that we love to love in a character. But when you fast forward him to when he is 90++ years old, he is still all of that, but not the whole of all of that. 

It was painful for me to watch my beloved fictional figure to deteriorate with age.

What really killed me was when Mr. Holmes, one who has never been able to grasp the concept of loneliness, understood it when he is at the brink of his life. He had to accept the fact that his entire existence was quintessentially lonely.

The characters involved were not a lot, just 4 or 5 in total. And there were no explosions or car chases or gunshots. There was just a man at the edge of his life with nothing. Ian McKellen did well. I can't imagine anyone else better to play a retired Mr. Holmes.

All in all, that is the hard fact that we need to stop avoiding and just deal with. You never know if you are going to live to be a senile, fragile and a lonely hundred year old man.

Go and watch it if you ever have the time.

l8r,
Jaz.

Subdued Patterns are Heaven

I've been subconsciously collecting photos of patterns. 

I don't enjoy colors as much but patterns seem to make up for the lack of color. It gives a little umph to my outfit. The thing is, nobody is going to notice the subtle patterns that I've incorporated the outfit but the little details of patterns that I know that I had on my clothes that day made me happier every time I saw it being reflected on a mirror somewhere.

It's all about self-satisfaction.

Pick up a little bit of patterns here and there. Be a little happier.

l8r,

Jaz.

Of Vaginas, Clothes Stuff and Skateboard

This video from Refinery29 represents my belief. 
Not only that, it video-graphed my belief in the most beautiful form of flawed beauty which are vaginas, pretty clothes and skateboards.
I am a feminist and I am not one who throws around labels like an expired pizza. When I said that I am something, I take a really big pride in that. However, let me get the elephant out of the way here, I am not an irrational feminist where all I ever want to do is be better than men. Nope, I am a feminist because I want find the equilibrium between genders in peace. 
There are nothing that men can do that women can't and not a thing that women can do that men can't, other than the pregnancy stuff. But I have to say this, it is harder for women to break the conservative view of femininity than men with their masculinity. This is because men always have had a loud and clear booming voice in the society. Whereas women were reinforced since we were young that we are the secondary sex, that our voice is not as loud as the primary sex hence, can't be heard that well. We were trained to be timid and submissive. We don't have power over ourselves and that is terrifying.
Hence the video. Women can't do a lot of things such as speak their minds, stand over their partner, be independent, drive, have sexual desires, masturbate and skateboard. "Girls don't do that!" We were often told. But this video tells us otherwise. You can look as women-ly as you want and act as boyish as you want at the same time. 
Let's put genders aside shall we? Because there's no such thing as acting sissy like a girl or rough like a tomboy. There is only acting nice as a human being. Because that is all we are, aren't we? As long as we are nice to another human, who cares if you are a woman who enjoys masturbation and who cares if you're a guy who doesn't know how to change a flat tire. Not everybody can do what everybody else can do.
Be nice and respectful. And cool.
Plus, there's no such thing as "girls can't spread their legs wide while sitting." NOBODY should ever spread their legs while sitting. It is impolite and unappetizing. Nobody would wanna take a sip of soup while staring at your crotch. Trust, me it will never be a pretty sight for anybody.
l8r, Jaz.

Between "Not Beautiful" and "Ugly"

"Not beautiful" and "ugly" are two separate entities. I don't think that these two belongs in the same category as the opposite of beautiful.

Not beautiful: is a state of carefree-ness from the perception of beauty. Where you just don't give a fuck whether you are beautiful or not because you believe that beauty is superficial or you just never been that kind of girl. So, you don't label yourself as beautiful hence, you fall under that category of "not beautiful" and you feel perfectly empowered by it.

Ugly: on the other hand is a state of mind of perpetual hatred towards your exterior. You just can't believe that the person who's looking back at you is you and this usually happens due to the reinforcement from your society. You were probably told from back when you were young that your face is just bloody unappetizing. You didn't want to believe it at first but when you were told that you're ugly your entire life, you question yourself, "wait, am I really?" and you became what the society wanted you to be.

I want to say that I am in the "not beautiful" category but let's be real, I am ugly. I can't say that I hate my looks and care what other people think of me, well, I used too until I found out that the society don't give a fuck about me unless I am either famous, rich or dead. I can't say that I fall under the category of "not beautiful" because I feel ugly. 

You see, I was called ugly during my entire process of growing up. From primary school right up to my first few months in university. I was called ugly. At first, it hurts me that people keep making fun of my ugly teeth, my ugly eyes, my ugly skinny bony body, my non-existent boobs. I was locked in toilets and mocked in public. I was tripped, called names and bullied. I was used and stepped on. I was made to feel worthless about myself and when it was repeated once too often, I believed it. I believed that I was ugly and worthless. I can't remember the number of times I spent hating myself.

It took me such a long time to be okay with myself. I discovered fashion and it was just heaven for me. That was when I realized that beauty is just perception, ugliness is not something that I can change. I don't have any money for either a face-construction surgery or a boob job but I did have enough money for cheap-ass clothes. When I was wrapped in gorgeous pants or top or shoes, I felt, "yeah, I look good." I still felt ugly but at least, I felt good about being ugly and stylish about it.

Worthlessness on the other hand was a different story. It took me to a really deep dive with my first love and everything about me evolved. I felt worth it after he broke up with. That was one of the best thing that had ever happened to me.

I still feel ugly. Very much so. But I don't care enough to do anything about it. I don't give a fuck if my teeth are jongang and my boobs are non-existent. I don't have to wear bras and that is every girl's dream.

I do feel bloody stylish. And I know that I am.

Ugly or not beautiful, only you can tell who you are.

l8r,

Jaz. 

Inspiration and Stuff

Just some cool people with even cooler clothes and of course, the coolest style. I'd rock any of these, on every day of the week, every week of the month, every month of the year and lastly, every year of my existence.

Hope these pictures inspire you to ransack you wardrobe and try something out of your comfort zone because, why the hell not? Right?

l8r,

Jaz.

Word Vomit: Huh.

I've been swamped with work and assignments. I don't know what else to say but I'm tired. I thought I should just write it down to make myself feel better.

I don't think it worked.

l8r,

Jaz.

ICB: Trends

Welcome yet to another rendition of something I call, "I Call Bullshit" where I point to a stuff and literally call it bullshit. With reasons of course. 

So, what is it about trends that that tickles my ribs? In a gist, it is becoming too much. 

The present trend that is engulfing the world and consumerists shops are the 70s trends. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy fashion despite of it's era but we are taking the 70s trend by verbatim. Word by word. It is great that we are trying to create a culture of acceptance in fashion despite of its oddity but when everyone is trying to recreate, replicate I must say, the 70s trends, item by item, it kind sets me off. I don't mind if it is just one person who's  individuality explains in the 70s trend but everyone is dressing like my mom when she was a teenager. With their bell-sleeves, bell-bottoms, suede jackets and pants, with this and that. It's too much.

We lost our individuality while trying to keep up with the trend. That is the essential problem that I would like to call bullshit on. Don't we have any respect for our individuality that we spend our entire allowance on on trying to look like every other person who came out of the shop as we did? Damn. It infuriates me. It is like I am seeing a copy of a copy of a copy every time I turn my head. It infuriates me because I know we can do better when it comes to representing ourselves as a person. A person who is not the next person.  

There is no right and wrong in fashion but there is something that we've seem to neglect and that is our originality. We need more of that. I can't look at another store without seeing something related to the 70s. It. Is. Too. Much.

But I do love patterned pants. Haha.

l8r,

Jaz.

Dior SS 16: Damn......

Photos from Vogue.com

The title of this blog post would be sufficient to justify my feelings towards Dior's SS 16 collection. 

I think what makes this collection stands out is the paradoxical factor of it. Raf Simmons, the creative director of Christian Dior, was able to capture the essence of complexity and simplicity on one collection. I mean. what else could you want in a set of clothes if not the incomprehensible part of it? Isn't that what fashion is all about? 

However, I must say that I am more biased towards his masculine part of the collection. Mind you, the scalloped design was intricate and indeed beautiful but I am more of a suits, blazers and sleeveless blazer kind of gal.  Hence the reason why the pictures I chose encompasses of only the components that I love. Sorry. And you know what made the collection better? Or dare I say, the best? It is the pointy pilgrim-like shoes. 

It was love at first sight. And I don't even believe in love at first sight! But this is clothes, but I digress. 

What I felt when I first saw the pictures on Vogue this morning was similar to moments when I passed by a good looking and a great dresser guy or gal and with no control whatsoever, I would subconsciously utter the mono-syllabic word that is "dammnnnnn...." under my breath.

Damn... Just damn it Raf Simons. Damn...

l8r,

Jaz.

Contradistinctive Factor of Jaz | Saying

I had an idea in my head when I started "Jaz | Saying" and the idea was, "don't you fucking dare be anyone else." and I know the idea sounded rather crude or impolite but it needed to be said.

I created this blog because I was frustrated with the content of my previous blog. I've read a lot of fashion blogs and what my previous blog, dammitjaz, did was trying to be like the countless of blogs that I read. Hence, the fucking content that was vomited upon that blog did not come from me. It came from what I read and I think a fashion blog should look and sound like. Hell, I was wrong.

I hated the content that I had written and I hated the clothes that I styled. I was drowning in an ocean banality in fashion when fashion itself could never be banal in the first place. So, that was when I realized that I fucked this blog up so bad, there was not a point from which I could return to other than starting the whole thing up from scratch. Again.

Thus the birth of Jaz | Saying. This platform is for me and myself. This is a platform on which I could be selfish and say I what I want to say, not what the society expects of on a blog about clothes. I am funny, I am weird and I have opinions. I am not here to tell you what to and what not to wear. That is your fucking decision, don't put it on me. I am for whatever reasons you need me to be. May be it be good or bad such as 

a) I could be the person you love to look at when you scan through shitloads of fashion blogs.

or

b) I could be the silly girl who wears outrageous clothes that you just love to hate.

Jaz | Saying needs a contradistinctive factor to set itself apart from the gazillions of fashion blogs out there and I genuinely think that the embodiement of the contradistinctive factor mentioned earlier is myself. 

l8r,

Jaz.

How Do Bloggers Take Their Photos? Shit.

Shit. I need a bloody photographer. I cannot photograph my outfit even if my life depends on it. I've been really proud of my looks recently but I have no idea how to document it. Well, another thing to put on my to-do-list: learn how to document your outfits professionally. How do bloggers do it?

Radical Digital Designer: Andrew McCarthy

I enjoy creativity. To be more precise, I devour creativity hence when I stumble upon a radical form of creativity, I want to share it with the fucking world. I mean, good stuff needs to be shared right?

It all began when I searched for Marfa Journal's website which is a magazine that I could never afford in a million years (it is like RM 120++). I thought, being able to access the some of its content from their site would be great. What I did not know was how mind-fucking-blowing their website is. Just, do me a favor and click the link. Then you will know what I am yapping about. But I could not just stop there. I need to know who created this website because that person I assume would be marvelous and that was when I discovered Andrew McCarthy. I leaped over his website which is his resume and man, even that simple website of his is amazing. I just want to hug him and thank him for his creativity and generosity for sharing it with the world.

Please, please, please, just do me this one favor and click on those links. You won't regret it. Ever. Unless this is not your kind of thing, then it's okay. But if it is, you will love me.

ps: I checked out his other works too and they were just as great.

l8r,

Jaz.

Vests?

Zalora products.

   

Utility Vest  | Drapey Sleeveless Blazer | Sleeveless Biker Jacket

Vests. What is it for? There's no absolute use for vests. It is a jacket without sleeves for God's sake. But let's take a step back and look at these selections.What kind of change do you think vests made on these outfits? Yeah, these gals are wearing nothing but a pair of t-shirt and jeans but with the addition of a black vest to their outfit, it looked as if they made an actual effort to put this look together. There, your question answered, vests is something you slap on on your worst outfit. It is something you put on when you're too lazy to even put on a pair of clean underwear. It is when you want to make a statement but do not know how. That is what vests do to your outfit, nay, to your entire wardrobe. Now, think about it. I am thinking about purchasing one as well. But gotta wait for next month. I can't be spending like a rap star.

l8r,

Jaz.

NYFW Spring/Summer '16

Acne - Pre SS16

Coach SS16

Coach SS16

Oscar De La Renta SS16

Gucci Pre SS16

No, I cannot tell you my favorite creative director because all of them are amazing this season. Plus, I hope pantsuits are back for good because I can and want to rock them all day and all night until I'm old and wrinkly.

Plus, how awesome is Stuart Vever, Coach's new creative director, with them leather jackets? Argh. Leather, pantsuits and co-ords. I can't fucking even..

Film Stuff: Like Crazy (fav)

Release Date: 28 October 2011 
Genre: Drama | Romance
Cast: Felicity Jones, Anton Yelchin, Jennifer Lawrence
Directors: Drake Doremus
Writer: Drake Doremus, Ben York Jones 
MPAA: PG-13
Studio: Paramount Pictures
Let's begin this "Film Stuff" thingy with my all time favorite movie. One that I have watched for literally more than 50 times and cried all the same and I am sure that if I watch it again anytime soon, the tears will still be pouring down like crazy.
This is one of the movie that I'd like to encourage all of you film fanatics to watch because this movie shows what real love is. The actuality of love and how fucking hard it is to stay in love. No, it is nothing like The Notebook. That was fucking artificial. The actors captured the moments of falling in and out of love so eloquently that you can't help but be immersed into their happiness and messiness. And most of all, you'll understand the reason why they fell in and out of love and accept it.
The director captured the moments in snapshots which portrays exactly what moments are. A snap in a lifetime. I did a little digging and Doremus (dir.) encouraged improvisation during filming which I think contributed a lot to the film. You can see the genuine process communication and fluidity of the dialogue. Nothing felt like as if it was written. The script does not contain any metaphorical, surrealistic factor, just what two people in a romantic relationship would say to one another. In good days and in bad days.
But I guess what I liked most about this movie is the end. *Spoiler alert*. It shows that two people can end up together if they really want to, but here's the thing, do they really want to? They are just surviving the relationship for the sake of their effort for preserving it. Yeah, in the end, they were together but it was just useless.
l8r, Jaz.

The Future of Fashion with Alexa Chung

You want to know who is the embodiment of ultimate coolness? There is only one answer to that and that person is Alexa Chung. Yeah, you can pretty much tell that I am head over heels for her for quite a long time. But what I want to tell you today is not about her but about the series she is now collaborating with British Vogue and I must say that it is absolutely splendid. 

If you love fashion or Alexa Chung (in my case, both), I would highly recommend you to watch and follow the series. As a summary I would say that these series let the viewers in to see and explore the side of fashion that we are often kept away from. It shows that fashion is more than just spending money on clothes absent-minded-ly, it is more than that. It is what you want it to be and I am really thankful for this series. If you wanna make fashion as a friendly part of society, this is one of the way of going about it.

Watch and learn kids. There are so much to learn.

l8r,

Jaz.

Film Stuff: Chapter One

Here's the thing. There are very few things that I am passionate in. However, I am still passionate for more than one thing hence I would like to share with you about those things other than fashion. It is films. Oh, how I love films. I could watch films for days and cry about it for nights. Films are the one ladder that I have to climb out of off reality and be in an alternate one where everything is wrong which makes it so fucking right. Same goes to books but books do not have the visual capabilities that could touch your soul. It does not convey the actual feelings on actual people. It does not come along with tracks and tracks of beautiful soundtracks. It does not speak. 

Films do. And I'd like to share these experiences with you.

Yeah, Be Outrageous As Fuck.

Pictures from The Sartorialist

So, I've been reading a lot of interviews regarding people in fashion. One thing I find in common between these inspiring women (I relate more to women's fashion sense) is that they are perfectly comfortable and confident with being themselves. No matter how outrageous. I happen to love and admire their outrageous-ness.

These are real women, no one styled them, no make-up artist carved on their faces and they are just like you and me. So, why does "outrageous-ness" looks so normal when they wear it? Well, like I said earlier, it is just the way they bring themselves.

So, be outrageous, people. Be outrageous as fuck.

l8r,

Jaz.

Word Vomit: Chickening Out

As much as I hate admitting it, the first step to recovery is admitting. Haha. So, I am a fucking coward. I have an idea of something and I want it to be a thing but I am scared to get it started. To let people know that I am doing things. I don't know. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?

l8r,

Jaz,

The reality of love

31st August 2015. 

My 3rd anniversary with the headless guy in the photo. 

Even if you meet the right person who is going to be the love of your life, loving them will still be hard because we are mortals and it is an innate behavior of us to hurt the ones who loves us. Loving someone is hard because you cannot pause yourself from loving that person. You have to constantly love them when in good days and apparently you have to love them even more on their bad days. Loving is an endless act, it is tiring and truthfully, not really worth it at times. But we do it anyway because according to Maslow's hierarchy of needs, love is the very foundation of needs in life. We need it. So we love and love and love tirelessly even when we are fucking exhausted of loving itself.

Books and movies, you have got to stop disseminating unrealistic expectations of love for children because I don't want the future generation to be disappointed by the reality of love like I currently am. 

l8r,

Jaz.

Kasut Sekolah Converse.

I don't give a flying batcrap if my shoes are so white, fresh and clean that a high contrast level of my shoes will hurt your eyes. And yes of course, I am very much aware without anyone pointing it out that my new kicks looks like kasut sekolah but I love it. I love every inch and fiber of it. And because it is Converse, I am going to love it more with time because like wine or scotch, it ages beautifully. This is my 4th pair of Converse throughout my lifetime and I am pretty sure when this shoes goes to hell, I am still going to replace it with another pair of Converse. So, Converse, if you want to sponsor me, just holla at me. Cuz, I will wear the shit out of you.

And, Selamat Merdeka dan semoga sentiasa Merdeka.

l8r,

Jaz.