Distress Vintage Biker Jacket
Rarely has a single jacket generated so much interest in television. Not because it compliment the figure of the leading lady or make the character stand out from a crowd or revealing a new trend in fashion. No, no, no. it is much more than what catches the eyes. The jacket has become a legitimate character in the cast and it has its own story to tell.
The distressed cowhide, the vintage biker style, the animal print trimmings and hidden studs all integrated seamlessly together. It embodies the toughness, hardship, basic instinct and mystery of the leading lady.
Bravo to the costume designer for picking out the coolest jacket in TV this season.
Do you have a jacket that shows your story? I wouldn’t go so far as to have my jacket run over by a car to make it distressed and interesting.
Simply treasure every crease, stain and mark. That’s what makes your jacket awesome and irreplaceable! ^^
Not all travel must be epic, adventurous and exciting. Sometime we can find breathtaking beauty on a spontaneous road trip.
One of my favourite weekend perk up is to take my car out, explore unfamiliar country lanes and find a magic spot for a picnic. Bring a flask of freshly brewed coffee, a loaf of rye bread, some ham, some cheese and some grapes. Simply divine!
Oh, don’t forget to fill the gas! Getting lost in countryside is also part of the fun!
Featuring our canvas boat tote.
funny news today… http://www.vancouversun.com/business/Leather+coat+scam+returns+North+Vancouver/6625035/story.html
Speaking of outrageous offers…. some time ago, back when St Petersburg was still Leningrad, somebody came in my shop and offer to barter with me a full container of leather jackets for a full container of beluga!
“huh? What am i supposed to do with so much fish roe?”
“But i have a leather shop, not a Deli!”
“You can make a fortune! They are the black gold, you idiot!”
He decided that I was too dumb to realise what a bargain it was and left in a huff.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t into caviar and champagne back then. It took me a trip to Russia to understand what a great opportunity i was offered. If anyone wants to make me a offer now, I wouldn’t be so hasty to turn down.
How about half a container of leather jackets for a full container of surgeon caviar? ^^
|Zat Valley.Lala Modpel.2010
When I thought of Morocco, I thought of tangine, belly dance and leather goods. Instead, I joined a hiking tour guided by “Friends of the Berbers”. 5 days of hard core off road trekking in and around Zat valley, at the foot of the high atlas.
There is strict guidelines such as not to give out anything to the local children, not even a well used pencil. They called it responsible tourism. The idea is to leave as little impact on the locals as possible. Gifts will only encourage the kids to beg rather than to work.
It was a most humbling experience. What i have taken granted for life, they could not even dream of. TV, spa, chocolate? What is that? They live, they work, they laugh, they fight. The community is no different from ours but it certainly felt like a parallel universe. The moment i left the valley and returned to Marrakesh it was hard to tell which was the real world.
But it took me one hot shower and I knew exactly where i belong.
|Chocolate Hills. Lala Modpel. 2009
When I think of Valentine’s Day, I think of Chocolate. yum.
And when I told my little nephew i was going to Chocolate Hills, he eyes opened wide and immediately you could see that he was thinking along the line of “willy wonka and the chocolate factory”. Ha! Gotcha! I love to pull his leg. I doubt very much if i could find any chocolate there at all.
The place is covered with over 1000 conical hills covered with grass. The grass generally turns brown in the dry season, and the hills will look like drops of hershey kisses, hence the name.
Happy Chocolate Day!