Still I Rise by Maya Angelou

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You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Still I Rise by Maya Angelou


A cheerful kind of blue

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I love ribbons! It’s just the most special, the sweetest, the loveliest piece of adornment out there. Anyone who has a ribbon on looks and feels special.


Savage Beauty

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Alexander McQueen is one of the hailed geniuses of our time. He has always been described as provocative and rebellious. His shows always push the definition of beauty in many ways. His clothes always crafted well and amazing.

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Watch a Youtube video on Savage Beauty, the exhibition here:

The Secret World of Haute Couture

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What is is about haute couture that it does what it does?

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Corals are wonderful living things.

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Doctors and their BAG


Tonight, I had the chance to dine with young doctors. Imagine a long table full of young doctors and I’m the odd one out. Out of their lab gowns and scrub suits, these doctors were totally themselves, or at least, not their doctor/physician selves. Throughout this year (in particular) I have had several encounters with doctors but this is the only time when I got to be around them not as a cancer patient’s caregiver. I have realized that they are just like you and me. They have their own concerns. They have their share of work issues. They feel the same emotions as their patients do. They have their own preferences like everyone does. And they are a fun bunch to hang out and share food with.

I don’t want to turn this blog into a diary. This is supposed to be about inspirations and inspiring things. So I will direct our attention to that thing about doctors that I envy. I looooooove the silhouette, the form, the lines, and the functions of a doctor’s bag. It’s so elegant and quirky at the same time. I don’t know why and how, but it is. Ever since I was in high school and developed my taste for bags, I adored it.

This one is from Prada. Isn’t it delicious?

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