Dear Fashion,

I hope this letter finds you well. It’s been a while since I wrote you a letter.

I’m so sorry that you father, Capitalism, takes advantage of social movements and uses them against you. I saw the Chanel Ready-To-Wear S/S 2015 show with faux-feminism slogans, Dior t-shirts, and other high fashion brands. I’m sorry you were put in that horrible situation. I mean, it wouldn’t be this bad if you haven’t enhanced feminity and faux feminism the whole time. I know he’s been exploiting people, using cheap labour and harming the earth just to give you a bright and wealthy future. You are very lucky to have such a caring father.

(as bright and wealthy like this)

Do you still keep in touch with your dearest friends? (by friends I mean women). The last time I checked, they are still objectified in your industry so I guess nothing has really changed since I knew you. I heard that you have recently found new friends, new models like the Hadid’s and Jenner ’s. I’m sure they all have one thing in common: big boobs, small waists and long legs. I believe they tick all the boxes to be your friends. I bet you set them to become goals for other women. You must be very happy that your trap has worked on a lot of people.

It’s interesting to hear that they claim to be feminists too regardless of what they have been doing to idealise female beauty. It seems like they not only support women but also men. They are ‘objects’ to represent men’s understandings of the world. I have seen men’s understandings of women, the sisterhood, and culture, etc…through them. Like what your old man, Christian Dior, did. He created a female image that reflected his perception of life without even considering her agency. He used the women as “poems” to portrait his nostalgias without caring about hers. It’s hard to keep businesses to run for generations, but your men could, and your women. Very impressive!

Have you heard about the #SmallEverythingMovement? From the bags, to waists, to anything that is supposed to be big even goes small. Even when someone is embracing the big, they are intentionally promoting the small. Look at Kylie Jenner, one of your women, she has been saying that she loves her curves but I wonder if she realises how her curves have no flaws altogether with her super flat and tight belly and smooth skin. The #SmallEverythingMovement also shapes the way we see and define feminity and womanhood. It’s ideal to have certain body parts, and/or fashion items to be small and the others to be bigger. You help everyone to define what it’s like to be a feminine woman, and what it’s like to be an attraction by gender stereotyping. After all, you’re doing a great job on keeping up with the male gaze. I want to congratulate you on making the world revolves around men. Look at how the world revolves around men when even gender-neutral or unisex clothing is basically men’s clothing in female sizes.

You are an assertion or expression of identity. You define an individual’s persona. There are certain categories for each of us to choose to be in. In each category, how do you feel when everyone becomes everyone? How weird and ‘abnormal’ do you find when someone doesn’t dress like everyone? Because when you say fashion is freedom, there’s still a guideline for all of us to follow.

Anyhow, I have to stop writing to you as I have to get dress for school. You are going to be smart casual today. I would love to hear your stories, so write me sometimes. 

Good luck with everything!

P/S: This will be the last time I write about you on this blog.  

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Sorry for being gone for too long. My mind has been all over the place. I'm having a break from the first semester, plus I've been very *cough* sick these *cough* days *cough*. So I thought I should jump on here and give you a quick update. 

The reason why I have been silent was that I found things very off-putting. I lost motivation and hopes. I was frustrated with everything I had been doing. I would say that my mental health was not in a very good stage but I couldn't tell you any further. Don't worry, I'm getting my shit together.

I'll create entries that are social issues related, starting off with the upcoming post about feminism. Is it depressing to see how women are objectified on every media that we consume? Stay tuned to see it.  Speaking of which, I'm so excited to watch the new episode of The Handmaid's Tale. Raise your daughter to be feminist, she spends all her time waiting to be rescued by men... no more! #FromMaydaytoJune 

For your information, my camera can't be used now as I lent the memory card to a friend. (and someone is too busy with their readings to take photos of me!). While I'm making some congee for my nerd and pushing my friend to return the memory card, you can enjoy some of the photos that I took last month. 

  • Me having sushi at Kisumé. I think it's too overhyped for its quality and rating. Would give it 7/10.

  • I storied this photo on Instagram and made a poll to vote if this is culture appropriation. Half said yes, half said no. What do you think? Is this culture appropriation?

  • Me standing in front of Ben & Jerry's, waiting for a vanilla pint. My right eye was swollen.

  • Me waiting for my coffee and creamy pasta at Virtue Coffee Roasters. I lost one of my pearl earrings. Soooooo sad.
Thank you for reading. I'll see you very soon.


Last year was terrible. I could not clear my mind to blog. I'm so sorry. Here are some random photos that I tool in February and March, because January was awful as well.

Lan Zhou noodles

Bà Bích

(photo credit here)


Ian Potter Museum of Art

Mum, me and Thỏ

From Palm Sunday

Happy April!


On those days that I have no class, no groceries to shop, no effort to dress up and go out, I spend all day at home. I speak to no friends, I see no neighbours. Well then when I see some people, they ask:"What do you usually do in your free time?". Where should I begin? I just can't say that I stay home and do nothing. Because when I do nothing I do everything.

I think of my grandmothers, the one who gave me fruits when I said I needed to go home; and the one who said "I love zu" when I said I was going to sleep. I do research on coffee, the history of tea, and how to make nitro cold brew. I think about my dad and his dreams that he told me. Then I cry because I miss him so much. Now I can only meet him in my dreams. I watch a video of an ASMR cooking channel and think the world is interesting but so boring. I clean up the coffee mug that has been on my bed head for days. I look out to see what people are wearing - is it hot or is it cool. "Oh I saw this couple before", I think. Then I think about death, not suicidal thought, but just death. I'm curious to know what it feels like, but I'll just wait. I think of what I should cook for the following day. I get worried about my future - will I get a job? Will I be able to afford a car? Will I be able to have good coffee every morning? I do research on 'advertising jobs in Australia'. I am upset when I think about social issues and even more upset at people who have no social responsibilities. Thinking about myself, way too many responsibilities that I need to take. Then I make myself the third cup of coffee of the day. I am depressed about life for half an hour. I help myself to get out of the depression by decorating my own apartment in my head with those products that I saw in furniture stores and telling me that's one of the goals in life. Then I swear to myself for the very billionth time that I will never pick my nails again before putting a band-aid on a bleeding finger.

You see, my head is a universe. It consists of more than planets and asteroids than a regular solar system does. What I do in a day all happen in this universe - my head. On some days, there are solar eclipses, some lunar eclipses, and someday there are 'big bang explosions'. And when someone asks: "what do you do in your free time?" or "how was your day?", where should I begin?

Play before you read (recommended)

Hanging out with Lana Pham pre-Christmas!


We had Japanese food at Gyoza Gyoza in Emporium. If you live in Melbourne or have a chance to visit, check out this place. My favourite dishes are takoyaki and soft shell crab salad, the dressing is beautifully mixed with orange zest.  I hate the fact that it's located in a mall because it sounds so lame. 


The Hopetoun Tea Rooms, which have graced the Block Arcade on Collins street since 1892, has plenty of desserts and tea. The iconic place has always attracted a crowd with a very long queue. It was a 20-minute wait in the line until we were seated. It is elegantly charming and enchanting designed and decorated. We had an apricot & pistachio tart and strawberry sponge. So, so good.

Tea 101: How to have Mademoiselle Grey tea

I wish you have a merry Christmas and happy New Year full of good tea and delicious food!