Sometimes the humidity is unbearable, other times the rain pelts down punishingly. Screwball weather notwithstanding, it's Sundays like yesterday that make me thankful for living in the tropics. I want it to be the weekend forever! Maybe if I could wear floral sundresses and Bensimon shoes everyday then the grind would be ever so much more tolerable?
In the spirit of curing Monday blues, cue: completely random and unabashedly gratuitous shot of brunchmates - my beloved Ps1 with cousin C's rare indulgence of a City, which for all my personal reservations about the style at the moment, was truly rather stunning... possibly due to the large covered hardware.