J’adore my very first vintage Chanel

As I lament how rough the stocks have been doing in the last two months, let me say that it has been an equally rocky ride on Chanel stocks - the price of the bags that is.

As people watched to see the US markets free fall, eBay bidders watched the price of Chanel yo-yo. Everyone adopted a watch-and-wait attitude.

For the longest time ever, the bids for Chanel were surprising low, I gawked and almost slapped myself at seeing a Jumbo Maxi XL go for a minimal USD$1600. Yes, the same bag that you see glorified on Richie’s and Beckham’s arms.

Or, how about that clutch bag that vintage classic lambskin that I saw auctioned for USD$800?

Comparing to the current Chanel price, that is great divide.

Those days of Chanel eBay hunting were one of the best past times ever. The exchange rate was in my favour, coupled by low bid rates. Hey, I think I was close to Chanel heaven.

Well, I confess, I got lucky and score myself this beauty for a really affordable price.

I fell in love with this bag on first sight when I saw it on eBay. What is there not to like about the golden logo, something so different from the usual CC turn-locks or the mademoiselle lock.

It’s really tiny, but manages to store my essentials - phone, lip balm, wallet, car keys. And over sometime, the purse softened, expanded and became more charming then when it first arrived.

The chains can be tucked in, and voila, it becomes a nice clutch with character.

After owning one semi-vintage Chanel, I have gotten over my fears of owning some old lady’s purse. Vintage Chanel prides itself for being extremely well made for its time. And its true. Some of the vintage Chanels are far superior than current seasonal (and classic) Chanels.

So here sits the mini lady that is 30 years old. She was born from 1980 - 1985. Pretty fine for her age.

J’adore, j’adore, j’adore.

C’est tu?

So long Mr KTM…

Hello folks! How have you been doing?

Two months ago, history was made.

Singapore and Malaysia finally came up with an agreement to have the land that the Malaysian trek was sitting on, returned to Singapore. In return, Malaysia was given a piece of prime land in the heart of the Marina Bay area.

For nature lovers alike, the call to preserve the treks was made. We hoped, we wished, we crossed our fingers.

One month was all that we were given to walk the trek. 2 weekends was all I had.

I lost count as to how much I walked. But it remains etched in my memories.

Enjoy.

I started my walk from the RailMall.

I walked the path in my trusty haviannas. They didn’t break.

But I did spot a lot of worn shoe soles. Unfortunately, the trekking did ruin my toe nails. I had chipped and broken toe nails that had to be glued back.

How timely that half bleached hair was in. Now where did the California sun go to?

An interesting fact is that this number is not the year that the train trek was built. This number denotes the numbering of the bridge. Each bridge has it own unique number.

T-to-t modelling. Watch the arched feet.

I love frangipanis. They are so pretty and elegant.

A freshly fallen flower from the African Tulip tree.

Twenty years ago, I woke up at 7am every single day to watch the train chug pass this corridor.

Adversity.

We love you, Mr KTM.