Look up at the stars

In the summer between my 2nd and 3rd year in college,  I decided to sign up for an introduction to astronomy, designated for non-science based students. To me, astronomy is sci-fiction – movies, tv, novels. I day dreamed about the galaxy far, far away.

At the very first lecture, I sat alone in the middle of a big class pretending that I wasn’t intimidated by the foreign terms and long words. The professor invited us into his world of planets, galaxy, and black hole.  He frantically pushed his hands thru his fussy hair when he looked for simple words to explain the concepts. His small eyes were shining when he showed us how to find the northern star and his hands were waving wildly to illustrate the big bang theory. For 2 hours I sat there mesmerized by his enthusiasm, feeling lost with a sinking heart, knowing that I was totally out of my league.

After class, I stood quietly at the bus-stop with a few fellow students. My mind was racing. “I am going to fail this course. My GPA will go down and my life is over.”  Somebody gasped and pointed a finger up above. I looked up blinking back my tears of dismay and saw the dark velvety blue sky covered with shinny stars. The big dipper and the Polaris stood out in front just like the picture we saw in class. The stars were brilliant. They were daunting me and daring me to feel sorry for my receding GPA. Who am I in this endless universe. What am I but a frog at the bottom of a well. Suddenly my head cleared, my heart soared. What a beautiful world and I am lucky to be part of it.

To this day, I could always find peace and courage when I look up at the starry night sky.  I am tiny and insignificant but I am part of this beautiful universe. There is no edge to the universe and I vow never set any limit to myself.

  • “look up at the stars and not down at your feet” In memory of Dr. S.H., the household name that bridge the gap between us, the universe and infinite possibilities.STARRYNIGHT

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What’s your MODE?

Happy New Year, everyone! How was your holidays? Hope you are recovering from the overloaded festivities (or lack thereof)!

Yes, it is the time of the year to made new resolutions! Have you made a list? and are they very well forgotten already after 2 weeks? Well, it’s ok, don’t be discouraged, you are not alone. Making a change in life is a long hard struggle. It is not meant to happen overnight. Every little move is probably insignificant but some where down the road, when you look back, you will see the progress you made.

To keep us on the right track though, we have to know our mode. What’s your mode?Mode is a way of living. Mode is how you express yourself. You can have many modes, work mode, play mode, family mode, running mode, bumming mode.

Search for it, get to know it, stick to it. And then you are ready for the future.

Wishing you good health, good spirit and good fortune in the coming year!

#whatsyourmode #modesearching #knowyourmode

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Sonya Cross’ Leather Jacket in the Bridge

Sonya Cross' leather jacket

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.

page3Bravo 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! ^^

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Mode & Pelle Boat Tote

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!

Happy Weekend!

Featuring our canvas boat tote.

Leather Coat Scam Returns!

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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?”
“Sell them!”
“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? ^^

Follow the Cobblestone Road

An impromptu visit to Macau turned out to be a total pleasant surprise.

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A stroll along old town is a journey back in time. From little alleys to busy streets, from hidden rotundas to public squares; from incense-infused temple to candle-lit cathedral, i followed the cobblestones road and let it lead me from one marvel to the next.
But don’t just look at the building, look around for simple pleasures too! My nose tells me where to eat and my tired feet will take me to a seat under an orchid tree. Smell the flower and hear the birds.
Casino? what casino? oh, that’s for the occasional adrenaline rush.
I opt for a simple life and a simple walk. It is quite enough!
For more information about Macau Heritage Walk, please check out their official site ….  http://www.wh.mo/wh/indexE.asp

Zat Valley, Morocco




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.