Musical Muses #3: h o l y d a z e.


  The third installment of my Musical Muses series! A fortnight's break from school has conjured up a spectrum. Here are around a dozen songs to accompany the holiday mood, and its happenings. I'll let this beautiful playlist speak for itself. (Inspiration: I've been contemplating the values/dilemmas of love, conflict, selflessness, family and teenage decisions.)

T R A C K   L I S T I N G :
1. Childish Gambino // 3005
2. Coldplay // A Sky Full of Stars
3. Peace // Bloodshake
4. RAC // Hollywood (ft. Penguin Prison)
5. Best Coast // I Want To
6. Mesita // Jet Trails
7. Peace // Lovesick
8. Fitz and The Tantrums // Out Of My League
9. Thundamentals // Something I Said (ft. Thom Crawford)
10. Adrian Lux // Teenage Crime
11. Mesita // William Cannon
12. Sheppard // Geronimo
13. Movie // Ads


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You could be my luck.

  This afternoon was full of Ferris wheel feels, merry weather and picturesque views. I haven't had such sheer fun like this in ages. I cannot emphasize that enough. Choice of company is all that matters. So it's been rejuvenating to associate myself with old but golden friends, considering it's been a while. (Encore, encore.) How could I have been so blind before?

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Our secret life alone.

  Some Sundays should be exclusively reserved for family. So today, our family of four decidedly embarked on a little road trip. We paid our yearly visit to resonant roads, wineries and beer breweries. My favourite food stop was this one brewery. I ordered a cup of mocha at the brewery, and can I just say that it was a real mocha? Let me describe it to you: an authentic mocha so rich in flavour, it appeased all my senses. The apple and rhubarb crumble with vanilla ice cream wasn't a disappointment, either. But seriously, I've never been so won over by a mocha in my life. That, I am sincere about.
   As per usual, my brother and I longingly pined for the secluded streaks of nature. High and oh-mighty pine trees make me feel so miniscule, I actually love it. Call me odd, but I reckon nature in its raw, overpowering state is sublime. I always enjoy coming to these familiar spectacles on the brink of sunset. (Sunset watching, another pastime to add onto my list.)
   Now it's no secret that I'm a softie when it comes to bomber jackets. In fact, why not make that two? That's the precise attitude I adopted for today's outfit. To find subtle means of incorporating this floral bomber jacket into looks is no easy feat. (It practically screams, 'Hey, look at me! I demand attention.') To tone it down, I went on a whim and layered my black Monki bomber jacket over it. I figured the clash of prints was a potential fashion faux pas. Oh well. It's bizarre, but I like it.
  It was especially reminiscent to be on the road. I'm not sure if I've ever mentioned this - when we were younger, travelling on the outskirts of suburbia used to be the norm my family. Now that half of us (more or less) live apart, days like these are savoured in all their glory.

  So my loves, how did you spend this beautiful day?

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