my random musings, now in words.
~Korean Numero 09~
I am in the state of shock.
Daul Kim is dead. One of the rarest, most exotic Korean face to be loved in the cut-throat industry of Fashion.
Karl Lagerfeld mourned over her death.
She’s like the 3rd Asian-faced model( besides Kimora Lee) to be booked for many seasons in Chanel.
I can’t handle this well.
I just had to read all her bloggie over and over again.
I barely know her ya know.
But somehow today, now that I’ve reread her blog posts, everything, the tiny pieces of mystery had been explained in details. It felt like she is so real, and like I’ve known her, just by the way she writes.
Am going for brunch with Eyharara now.
Pfft if only she lived a lil bit longer, she might have come here, because I saw her interviews and she professed of loving Malaysian food. Shocking really. If only.
A beautiful soul had left this world too soon. Will my time come relatively sooner too?
Maybe the after life is better after all.