Dad's Tie

Sometime during Chinese New Year when I was back home in Penang, I ravaged through my sister's stash of old stuff that we salvaged, and managed to get hold of a striped tie.

I like things which have a story to it. This tie belonged to my dad and he probably wore it back sometime in the 70s or 80s or something. I'm not completely certain. But what I'm most surprised about is its proportion. It's narrow without being too skinny and the length is just right as the point of the tie is supposed to hit right at your belt line.

I guess you can call it a vintage tie but it still looks as good in this modern context while giving off a tinge of retro feel. With that tie, I decided to let the rest of my clothes take a back seat and played them down to basics.

I also got another tie which I hope to wear in the future. Definitely not soon since the weather here is fucking insane. It's so hot I can feel the sun burning my skin. It's so hot that I'm bathed in sweat everytime I get home from class. It's. So. Hot. That my flesh is about to melt off my bones when I step outside during mid-day.


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