[Inspiration] Korean On Screen Couple Crush | Beautiful Suzy & Bad Boy Kim Woo Bin

A recent on screen Korean couple had us at hello! Sometimes you find that these on screen couple's chemistry is just hard to ignore. The previous one was the Song Song couple - Song Hye Kyo and Song Joong Ki from The Descendants of The Sun (a crazy huge global phenomenon by the way). Yes, we are talking about these lovely young Korean talents from the current Kdrama entitled Uncontrollably Fond, starring the notoriously good bad-boy-looking Kim Woo Bin and the beautiful girl-next-door charmer, Suzy.  We don't know about you but we are head over heels in love with this pair *_^ 

Though this series is not as beautifully shot as, say, That Winter The Wind Blows, we feel, it does have some pockets of stunning landscapes and those telephoto lens shots kind of scenes. We love the chemistry between them, the characters are quirky on Suzy, almost cheeky and adorable which makes it easy to fall in love with. Of course, Kim Woo Bin's rendition of a bad boy struggling with a terminal illness is one which is commendable. Story aside, it is a fun one so far. The songs featured in the series are really lovely, which is one of the reasons why we love this one. It is also refreshing to know that both Kim Woo Bin and Suzy do sing pretty well, and they landed their voices to some of the songs for the soundtrack.

[Inspiration | Musing] Reading Between The Lines

Women are complicated, yet simplistic, we can be fierce in pursuit of our dreams, yet vulnerable in protecting them, we look for the best in mankind, yet reserve the most precious part of us to those who understand us most, our trust in you, who may cross our paths. Remember, never to betray that trust we so dearly give you. We laugh unconditionally, we cry unreasonably well, we could even poison you, perfectly, without even lifting a finger, if we wish to, but of course, we are too kind to do so, for we are one of a kind, in this world. 

We are one of a kind who could lift you up to the highest heaven, or bring you crushing into an unimaginable deep hell. Whether you love a woman who thinks deeply, or one who leaves the thinking to you, either way, she is one who is never to be taken lightly for she may just drive you crazy... after all... for the better, or worse. Therefore, be so kind to read between the lines, will you?

Visual 1 | Visual 2 | Visual 3 | Visual 4 | Visual 5

With love, 

Jeann

[Inspiration | Musing] I Am The Woman I Am

I may not be pretty, I may not be perfect. I may not live up to society's expectation of what beauty is all about, I am not thin and slim, I do not fit into some clothes, I don't wear my makeup in a pristine manner, I don't have glowing pore-less skin most of the time, I don't have the patience to not give my best, I don't just listen to beautiful sugar-coated words but rather the things or action that you can show me. 

I am me, I am imperfect, I am a woman with too much softness and self-sacrificing qualities that may deem weak, some may even think that I am shallow for being a blogger, or flaunting the better things in life I have for being a blogger. Yes, I can seem pretentious in this fabricated alternate reality sort of make-believe "perfectly" enjoyable life that I have carved out for myself, since I started blogging. 

But

I am who I am. I am a mother of two growing boys, I am a full time screenwriter producer who runs a boutique production house, I am also a self-absorbed woman who loves to write freely, who wants to explore the inner works of what it takes to be a woman. I am a woman who just love to share the appreciation of beauty, to advocate finding beauty in life, and sharing them. 

I am learning to live better, love (myself) better, let go more, worry less, balance life better, not be judgmental, I am working on myself. I am seeing myself in a different light, now onwards. I am striving to be truthful towards my own feelings and emotions. I am a woman with conflicting thoughts, questioning myself if I am being who I really am or becoming that virtual version of that make-believe blogger that I portray myself to be? Are these two personalities the same? They merge or are they completely different? 

Questions left unanswered, and to be explored and determined. I would like to conclude one thing

I am the woman I am, and strive to be.

Have you been the woman you are? 

Isabeli Fontana for Porter Magazine. Visuals via MyBougeotte here. 

With love, 

Jeann

Inspiration | Musing: Shades of Autumn Grey

To love that space between black and white, is to fall in love with nothingness, yet filled with so much of that fulfillment that comes from dwelling in that notion of nothingness. We can speak, yet can't talk for we are speechless, we can see, yet we can't witness for we are blinded by the subtlety of quiet beauty it brings, we can hear yet we can't listen for we are deafened by the muted noise that comes from not knowing. We can feel yet we can't touch for touching nothingness is like waving your hands in the desperation of voidness.

We have fallen, for the different shades of grey, amidst the call of the autumn wind.

Let us just take a moment, step back and enjoy the blissfulness of the shade has to offer, close our eyes and breath in all that is about this colour, for the emotion that it evokes, is truly a wonder, and a mystery, at the very same time.

[Inspiration | Musing] Love Me Like You Do

Love me like you do, when you no longer able to see through me, when you no longer be able to understand, what I have been hopelessly trying to tell you. Love me like you do, when the only choice to do is to stay by me, when leaving is no longer an option, but just a way to fill in the gaps in between us, ever so politely, not wanting to hurt each other. 

Love me like you do, when  things change ever so untraceably, like the leaves that glide down the branches of hope, unknowingly, during fall. Love me like you do, when the only thing we could do, is to turn our backs at one another, and say our last farewell.

Love me like you do, will you? Visual 1 & 2 via Visual Optimism | Visual 3 via Ja-Boernski Tumblr

With love, 

Jeann

[Inspiration] Feeling A Little Korean Kind Of Love

Perhaps it is post "just-finished-our-favourite-Korean-series" withdrawal syndrome kind of feeling, or maybe we do love these faces from that far away "dream factory" that is Korea, we are feeling like sharing with you some of our recent crushes from the Korean ad campaigns and fashion editorials. We find them really alluring in a horribly chic and modern way. Super love the styling and makeup done for them. 

Talking about the Korean series, we meant the one called Oh My Ghotess. It's a little story which is quite enchanting and entertaining. We love the natural acting of the female lead, the young and adorable Park Bo-Young a lot. The charming Jo Jung-suk did a wonderful job playing opposite the bubbly, at times troubled Park. We thoroughly enjoyed the series. We shall not give away the storyline here. Have a listen to this number from Ben called Stay (one of the tracks from the soundtrack in Oh My Ghostess) while enjoying the visuals compiled here, specially for you. 

[Inspiration | Musing] The Secrets of Truth

The secrets to life are those lies that lurk beneath the truth of human condition - the condition of the heart, the greatest victory but also human's most deadliest weakness. The affairs of the heart are the single path to our downfall as surviving species, and eventually reduce us to mere dust and little insignificant particles in the morning air after a heavy rain, I am convinced. I am part of this whole big picture of lies. More than 30 years of existence now, can I see myself as refined as one should be? A woman of substance or merely a living physique that the soul has decided to walk away?

Has my soul betrayed my heart of pure naivety? 

Conflicts in myself has always been my biggest concern - living a life with mixed hopes, dreams and desires. Is there a definite way to make them return to me? Can I call them back one by one? Faint whispers evaporate into petals of withered tulips, the scent of fallen hopes is too intoxicating yet heartbreaking. My writing has never been this affected until I stumbled upon Wei Hui's style of expressing herself and her own sexuality. She revived my passion for words, my faith in the belief that words could heal the faintest heart ... or could it? I was there once - those lights, those nights scribbling under that familiar night light, at my table, in the darkest room of the loneliest heart. I was completely broken, tormented. My heart cried tears of crystal clear blood, but my spirit soared higher than my physique could carry me. 

I believe that blissfulness was just .... there ... captured on paper and ink. 

I have never felt so close to my existence before. Sorrow and sadness are proofs of being sane and totally alive. Complacency could only bear boredom ...

Written on a Sunday morning, 23rd April, 2006 at 1:42am

More visuals via World Country Magazine Blog. Shu Qi by Chen Man for Harper's Bazaar August 2015.