TRAVEL / The Broad Museum

To be honest I wasn't really keen to visit Los Angeles.  I am so damn sure that there are nice places to see and visit but we weren't able to grasp the transportation system as much as we have hoped for. However, we were in LA and no time must be wasted. I wasn't a big fan of our hotel but when Larrend announced that we are going to visit The Broad Museum, I reclaimed my spirit within a second. I was so so excited to see Warhol's work including Basquiat , Jeff Koons , Keith Harring and of course, Takashi Murakami. It was an honor. I regret not having to visit Kusama's installation for there was a massive booking list that is impossible to get into. I shall see her work in Tokyo someday I swear ! 


OUTFIT / Rain proof

boots / Rick Owens

For many, rain is a hindrance. A halt to the continuity and normalcy of one's day. Rain is an excuse to not look forward to the day. For me it's where fun transpires. Though it is clear that I don't drive, I still get a bit excited at the thought of grayness in the atmosphere. Whenever it rains, everything appears shadowy and obscured. The kind of beauty that has an unfathomable character. There is filter in everything you see whereas the sun exposes everything like a paparazzi shot on a scandalous day. Rainy days are kinder. it's mellow and it makes you go soft and somber and romantic. I love the rain that it reminds me of Japan and how I loved every second of it. Yes we did get wet but is there a better place in the world to get soaked than in Tokyo? 


TRAVEL / Fear of Heights

Still couldn't believe that I was able to cross one of the highest suspension bridge in the world. Fear comprises 80% of my body. There'll always be a new fear that I will discover from new experiences and it adds up to the totem of fears I have.  Like for this experience, I realize that I have fear of movements mixed with heights. It was terrible most especially in the middle part of the bridge that I felt stunned and imprisoned. To be honest, I didn't get to see the view (and I don't care!) because I was just seriously looking at the end of the bridge while humming Moon River repeatedly. I was in my happy place inspite the fact that I am 50 meters above ground. Brooklyn Bridge was fine, so I guess height isn't much of an issue. The movement was the culprit and a culprit indeed! Every step I made created a wave of motion on the seemingly thin and wobbly bridge made of wood planks, rope, cables and whatnot. Plus the fact that you have to cross the same bridge again to go to the exit. I love you, Capilano for all its worth but never again haha.