So yesterday I was a proctor at our school’s entrance exam. Imagine this: three hours of doing nothing – absolutely nothing – except to sit and stare at 30 sweaty, nervous kids. Not allowed to read, not allowed to write, not allowed to listen to music, not allowed to even walk around too much in case you breath down the students’ necks and make them even more nervous. I’m one of those people who have to have something to do constantly, so sitting there with nothing but the thoughts in my head was like torture. The first hour was the worst. I mapped out my script ideas for a bit, but it’s difficult to outline a story just in your head, so after a while I drifted off. I would think that 15 minutes had passed, but when I looked at my watch, I saw that somehow it was only 5 minutes, or even less. It was horrible. After that first hour I got a bit more used to it and then the students started asking for extra paper or turning in their exams early, so at least I got something to do, so it wasn’t so bad anymore. But still… the prospect of doing this again next year doesn’t sound fun.
As for the outfit, I opted for something as simple and comfy as possible. In hindsight, though, that might have been a mistake. Maybe if I’d worn something busy with a lot of patterns, I could’ve passed the time by looking at my clothes!
Shirt: thrifted, Jeans: Calvin Klein, Belt: local shop, Flats: Zalora, Watch: gift
So I finally caught the Bomb Girls TV movie that serves as a series finale. At first I was a little miffed that it just glosses over most of the events in the second season’s cliffhanger to get everybody back to the status quo (Betty is out of jail! Gladys is back at the factory!) but slowly I got drawn into the story and really enjoyed it. Yeah, some of it is kind of far-fetched, but it’s fun. I’m not even annoyed with Gladys’ storyline as usual – mostly because her obnoxious love interest is [SPOILER] disposed of right at the beginning. I said “Oh thank God!” aloud at that scene. I can’t stand another minute of his faux British accent. The rest of the story is great too, and I only wish it was developed into a full season, because it definitely feels kinda rushed at times. Oh well. It’s a good wrap-up. Now, maybe I can move on to The Bletchley Circle or Call the Midwife. May Bletchley Circle first, that has only 7 episodes.
Why, Gladys, how very Agent Carter of you
OK, I don’t even watch the World Cup, but holy crap! What the hell was that, Brazil? Did they complete choke or something? That must be like the worst defeat ever (ETA: indeed it was, according to Wikipedia.) I don’t even remember a World Cup match with that big of a difference in scores. And I’m pretty sure Brazil’s lone score was a pity move on Germany’s part. But what do I know, the last time I watched World Cup was the final in 2006 when Italy won – got a huge crush on their captain, Cannavaro :P
About the outfit: yeah, nothing really goes with anything but I kinda like it.
Top: Forever21, Shorts: tailor (really old), Flats: 5th Avenue, Belt: thrifted, Necklace: gift
The school year might be over, but my work is not. Other than my usual daily script reading and translating, this year I’m also a proctor at the school’s entrance exam (colleges and universities in Vietnam still do entrance exams, it’s a really big deal). It takes place this Thursday, which means on Thursday I get to spend three hours doing nothing but staring at those terrified kids as they’re trying to write an essay about films and stuff. Fun times.
And on the weekend, I have a filmmaking workshop – it’s a 12-week crash course, and at the end of the course you make a short film. I’m teaching the writing part of it, and it’s quite fun. The people who take the workshop are all beginners, so they are really enthusiastic, the classroom is much more relaxed since there is no grade, and because the course is so short, you have to keep a tight deadline, so everybody turns in their work on time.
As fun as the workshop is, though, I still can’t wait to be done with it. Only two more weeks to go, and then I’m going on a week-long trip! So excited!!! Hopefully I can finish translatingby that time too, so I can travel with a clear conscience.
Top & Sandals: Zalora, Skirt: Banana Republic (thrifted), Belt: Forever21
It’s again my turn to host SIA, and since the last two inspiration paintings have been quite busy, both color- and pattern-wise, I picked something a little more straightforward – “Portrait of Elisabeth Lederer” by Egon Schiele:
I’ve wanted to feature Egon Schiele on SIA for a while now. His drawings are so deceptively simple, but so striking – take a look at her blouse, for example. In the end, I decided on this one because it seems the most versatile for interpretation. So send me your submission by next Monday, July 14th (hey, just in time for Bastille Day! Maybe I should’ve picked this instead?) and I’ll have the post up on Tuesday. Have fun!
Just a simple outfit to end the week and wish my friends back in the US and all of my US readers a happy Independence Day. Stay safe, and have fun!
Shirt: Gap, Skirt: hand-me-down, Sandals: gift
It’s been raining almost non-stop for the past two days, which is why I didn’t have any outfit photos. To be honest, even if it wasn’t raining, I probably wouldn’t take photos anyway because my outfits are just my summer schlub uniform (baggy t-shirt + pajama pants). The good news is that I’m all caught up on Ender’s Game and only have one and a half chapters left to translate. Gods, that book is depressing.
Anyway, for this outfit, I was really, really, really tempted to add a pop of color – I was thinking a brooch on the shirt’s collar, or red shoes. In the end, though, I reminded myself to “Keep It Simple, Stupid” (which is a thing I totally stole from Marissa.) Sometimes polka dot pants are all you need.
Shirt: Zara, Pants: Old Navy, Flats: Vagabond