Oh the American Dream. What I like most about living in the USA is that anyone and everyone has the right and the opportunity to be whoever they want to be. Unlike in a lot of countries, even people born in privilege have to put in some work because it’s frowned upon by most to rely on handouts. This is a nation built on the premise that hard work and merit can get you somewhere in this world. It’s all about pursuing your dreams and making it happen. I have big dreams, of course, but sometimes, I like to chill the fuck out on the front porch with a bottle of ice-cold beer.
Well, what do you know… another year has gone by in a flash. I used to dread the stress and pressure surrounding my birthdays. Do I throw a big extravanganza of a bash or keep it an intimate affair with a select group of those closest to me? Over the years, I’ve learned how to keep things simple and streamlined. So this year, Rumi, Julie, Queenie and I kicked off my pre-birthday night with drinks at Nobu Malibu followed by an intimate dinner at Moonshadows. Sometimes it’s the quietest birthdays that are the most meaningful. There’s really nothing quite like spending your birthday surrounded by the people closest to your heart.
Tuxedo Jacket by DSquared2 (click HERE to buy)
As you guys already know, I recently collaborated with Adrienne Landau. My unisex collection of colourful fur accessories feature standout items like camera straps, bow ties, hats, scarves and cowls. They are available in different types of fur such as mink, rex rabbit, raccoon and fox. The color palette ranges from deep shades of dewberry purple and shamrock green to sapphire blue, soft lilac, china rose and poppy yellow. I love the idea of using colour and fur as a personal punctuation mark!
I’m thrilled to announce that my pieces are now available for pre-order. Pre-ordering guarantees availability and on-time delivery of merchandise. The first batch of orders will be shipped on July 15, in synch with retailers who will carry my collection. My furs are also gonna be available at select retail outlets worlwide, including Barney’s. I’ll keep you posted once we have the final roster.
Click HERE to pre-order pieces from my collection with Adrienne Landau!
I hit the courts with Queenie and Rumi the other day. It was my first time playing tennis. I have to say that I did pretty well, considering I wore 3 inch Marc by Marc Jacobs wedge sneakers on the court. Mama Anna Wintour is probably beaming with pride and delight right now…
Unless you count swimming in hotel pools or online shopping marathons, I’m not big on sports. I really should be more active at my age. Handling racquets and chasing balls is my idea of a perfect Sunday activity. Why not?
Shirt by 3.1 Phillip Lim (click HERE to buy), shorts by 3.1 Phillip Lim, shoes by Marc by Marc Jacobs, watch by Cartier
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On my latest excursion to Orange County, I wandered around the streets of Corona Del Mar, a quiet beachside neighborhood far removed from the traffic of Pacific Coast Highway. The streets were lined with expensive houses with immaculately manicured lawns, each looking like they belonged in some house and garden magazine.
While Los Angeles is a major city, the surrounding suburbs have really given me the opportunity to slow down a just little bit (especially after moving to New York City from the Philippines) and reconnect with my suburban roots.
On me: t-shirt by Christopher Kane (click HERE to buy), trousers by Paul Smith, shoes by Stubbs & Wooton
Life on Balboa Island (in Newport Beach) seems frozen in time-a place where old, rich, waspy Californians drive their golf carts to get their groceries or are shuttled to their private dock to take their boat for a spin around the Back Bay. I love it.
For whatever reason, I’m finding it increasingly difficult to wear denim the older I become. I’ve never had an occasion to wear white jeans in my life (oi vey!), but it somehow seemed more than appropriate in Balboa.
On me: Shirt by Penguin Paul, jeans by MiH Jeans, jacket by Izzue, shoes by Louis Leeman
Time has flown since I arrived in Southern California; it’s become quite evident that beaches are a huge part of the local culture. Queenie’s been wanting to show me around Orange County. So, after taping, we headed out to see some of the beaches. Each beach I’ve visited was more beautiful than the next. But like many things in life, beauty can often be deceptive. From the sand to the sunshine, everything was perfect—expect for the water, which turned out to be fucking freezing. I guess I’ll have to wait until the summer.
T-shirt by Balenciaga (click HERE to buy), watch by Cartier, shorts by Timo, shoes by Prada
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Try before you buy or tie before you dye? After taping, Queenie and I took a quick detour to Santa Monica beach yesterday afternoon. Watching the sun go down while sitting on the sand, I realized that some of the most beautiful things in life can be found right under your nose. You just have to stop long enough to notice them. Oh, and I finally get the whole laid-back California lifestyle. Compared to New York City, everything really moves at a glacial pace and I think I’m starting to get used to it. Only a jaded fool wouldn’t drop whatever it is that they’re doing to admire such a breathtaking view of the sunset.
Proenza Schouler tie-dye top (click HERE), MTWTFSS Weekday Collection leather shorts, jacket by Acne, sunglasses from Kitson Los Angeles
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After stuffing our faces with breakfast at Kono’s (nothing beats an oceanfront view over breakfast), Queenie and I went for a quick stroll on the beach before heading back up the 5 freeway to Los Angeles.
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to California winters. They can be a bit misleading. When I see sunshine, I’m pre-programmed to break out the shorts, which is fine while in the sun, but as soon as a breeze picks up or I find myself in the shade, I’m afraid I might freeze to death. So of course, Queenie pulled the gentleman card and lent me his All Saints jacket which made an interesting prop while we shot.
I often find using borrowed things a bittersweet experience. The idea of wearing something that doesn’t belong to you is always thrilling, however, the pleasure is fleeting because you always, always, have to give it back.
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