In search of adventure

In a concrete jungle, a girl is very easily frustrated by the humdrum-ness of it all. With a rapidly depleting bank balance and very little time off left to take, what else can one do but dream of far off places, adventures, and mystery?

And what else better to facilitate these fancies than a dress that hints at tales of bandits, spices, and dark-eyed beauties in gossamer veils?

(Pardon the petticoat flash, twas a windy day! The sands of wanderlust got into my eyes)


I found this Moroccan/Middle-Eastern in ye olden spice trade days baby at the last Bijou Bazaar I went to last year. The lovely girl operating the stall was trying to clear off her stock, so prices of everything had been slashed--earlier in the day, the dress was RM15 or so, but by closing time it had gone down to RM8.

It was actually a lot longer--I snipped a good 4-5 inches off the hem. I know the cut isn't the most flattering, but the detailing on the chest, and that divine, mysterious print--I had to have it!

These pewter Celtic-inspired earrings also whispered tales of adventure, albeit different kinds. I picked these up at the Bega Cheese Factory (yes, really--how random, right?) over Christmas 2006, the first time I went to Mr M's hometown to meet his family.

Mr M, being of Irish heritage himself, had a hand in picking these charming danglies for me.

When one is desk-bound most of the time and unable to go off gallivanting into the sunset, sometimes even just being around things that inspire dreams of travel suffice.

Dress: RM8, Bijou Bazaar
Belt: RM35, Naf Naf (50% off)
Shoes: RM24.90, Bata Warehouse
Pewter earrings: AU$9.90 (or something), the Bega Cheese Factory