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    Affordorable.com

    is a virtual space where Liyana Aris documents her evolving modest personal style, which is based on the art of looking casually stylish while still remaining modest and doing it all on a budget; about 93% of her closet are filled with affordable things. (PS: The remaining 7% has a lot to do with her secret addiction to Adidas shoes and her occasional splurges on discounted high-end bags and clutches, shhh.) [+]
    27.10.16 .

    It has happened: my camera is out of order.


    I haven't been putting on my blogger hat as regularly after my F1 post series, due to the flu / cold bug I caught right after Usher's concert at Sepang that got worse with time. I was down for a whole week, and then another week after that; there was like a day or two in between when I thought I was getting better and already celebrated internally but unfortunately the bug was like nah gurl I ain't done with you. 

    Can't tell you guys how very glad I am about feeling much better now!

    The week after I got better turned out to be quite busy so I haven't been taking photos as much as I'd have liked, especially to cover for the previously crappy two weeks. Honestly, I have real admiration for bloggers who work full-time and blog consistently at the same time! I was just getting back in the groove over the weekend but I was in the middle of having my outfit photos taken on Sunday when suddenly my camera lens decided to play with my feelings (like the bug did) by going nah not the time for you to get your groove back, gurl. 

    Since my trusted (well I did trust it before it betrayed me) automatic point-and-shoot needs to be sent for checking (please please let it be a tiny problem that can easily be fixed!), smartphone cameras would have to do for now, I guess - which scares me a little, to be honest, because with Shah's and my meagre photography skills, I always feel pressured to deliver the best I could when it comes to my blog's photography, but I'm hoping for the best!

    Regarding this outfit, basically this is how I look like when I'm out for a super casual drink (preferably chai tea latte) with a girlfriend + not expecting to take an outfit photo. But life is full of surprises, so let's just say we had a grand time snapping photos of each other outside the cafe, pretending we're Kendall Jenner and Gigi Hadid...

    Wearing: Mango sweater (last worn on blog here)  |  Levi's jeans  |  Adidas Relace Low sneakers

    Photo by @aleazulkaply, taken on iPhone 6 a few days before my camera went into dysfunctional mode

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    27.10.16 .

    It has happened: my camera is out of order.


    I haven't been putting on my blogger hat as regularly after my F1 post series, due to the flu / cold bug I caught right after Usher's concert at Sepang that got worse with time. I was down for a whole week, and then another week after that; there was like a day or two in between when I thought I was getting better and already celebrated internally but unfortunately the bug was like nah gurl I ain't done with you. 

    Can't tell you guys how very glad I am about feeling much better now!

    The week after I got better turned out to be quite busy so I haven't been taking photos as much as I'd have liked, especially to cover for the previously crappy two weeks. Honestly, I have real admiration for bloggers who work full-time and blog consistently at the same time! I was just getting back in the groove over the weekend but I was in the middle of having my outfit photos taken on Sunday when suddenly my camera lens decided to play with my feelings (like the bug did) by going nah not the time for you to get your groove back, gurl. 

    Since my trusted (well I did trust it before it betrayed me) automatic point-and-shoot needs to be sent for checking (please please let it be a tiny problem that can easily be fixed!), smartphone cameras would have to do for now, I guess - which scares me a little, to be honest, because with Shah's and my meagre photography skills, I always feel pressured to deliver the best I could when it comes to my blog's photography, but I'm hoping for the best!

    Regarding this outfit, basically this is how I look like when I'm out for a super casual drink (preferably chai tea latte) with a girlfriend + not expecting to take an outfit photo. But life is full of surprises, so let's just say we had a grand time snapping photos of each other outside the cafe, pretending we're Kendall Jenner and Gigi Hadid...

    Wearing: Mango sweater (last worn on blog here)  |  Levi's jeans  |  Adidas Relace Low sneakers

    Photo by @aleazulkaply, taken on iPhone 6 a few days before my camera went into dysfunctional mode

    25.10.16 .



    And these pants are mine.

    Honestly, I can't remember the last time I bought something that I saw and really wanted right away that is so darn hard to work with. It's too fancy for working-out; it's too casual for a date; it's too pretty (not to mention not roomy enough) to wear around the house. I threw logic out the window with this one, for sure.

    What's your most recent crazy purchase?




    Wearing: Sly oversized white shirt  |  Zara t-shirt  |  Adidas floral pants  |  Adidas Stan Smith  |  Issey Miyake Bao Bao bag

    22.10.16 .


    My younger sister Rina and I were shopping together on the day this photo was taken. She was contemplating which kind of lotion to buy when she called me over to help her decide (since I'm a drugstore lotion enthusiast of some sort, being someone who cannot not moisturises her dry hands after they come into contact with water).
    As we were discussing her needs and wants in a lotion (I told you I'm an enthusiast), I noticed the sale staff who was helping her studied the both of us before asking, "Are you two twins?"

    Rina and I looked at each other before I burst out laughing - unnecessarily overjoyed at the fact that people think I look like I'm six years younger than my 30-year-old self - before telling her that I'm the elder sister, at which point she proceeded to ask do we have one or two years gaps between our ages? After Rina pointedly stressed that I am a whole 6 years older than she is, the sales lady went, "Oh. I thought she was younger", while pointing at me. 
    (PS: Obviously some people have yet to grasp the concept of boundaries and limits, I think.)

    The thing is, that wasn't the first time it happened; plenty of people had mistaken Rina and I for twins or mistaken us for each other, which I mentioned in her Raya outfit post. Thankfully, Rina and I both find it all amusing, and she loves and adores me enough (she'll deny this if you ask her, though) to not find it in the least bit annoying. 
    Well, at least, that's what she says to me, which I am grateful for.

    What I want to bring up in my post today is, as you can tell from the title: can I really be at that age where I'm already pleased when people think I'm younger than my actual age? Or I guess the real question is: is it normal to feel that way already?

    I remember thinking 30 is such a grown up age to be at when I was 20 years old, but now that I am 30, I certainly don't feel like I portray what my 20-year-old self saw in a 30-year-old back then. I mean, perhaps I'm the tiniest bit wiser. More practical. More logical. Feet firmer on the ground - more than when I was in my teens and early 20's, floating on clouds of fantasies and daydreams. I definitely am more proud of my 30-year-old self than the unsure person I was back then.

    If I take pleasure in people thinking I'm younger, does that automatically mean I'm already worried about "looking older", at the mere age of 30? Should that even make sense? I mean, if I'm thinking logically and practically, like what any wise adult should do, I'd tell myself I'm being ridiculous; that it's just me letting myself to think that it is the expectation of others that is trying to convince myself to "always look youthful", when in reality others don't and shouldn't even care; that I should be embracing being 30 and whatever that comes with that age.

    I have to admit though, unfortunately thinking logically and practically is not my absolute forte - why else would I need to own two white Stan Smiths, if I were so logical and practical, for example? And a different, much smaller part of my brain seems to inquire if I should perhaps start looking and acting "more like my age"? Something that I don't believe should necessarily be applied to everyone, because I believe in being happy just by being your whole self and looking like however you want you to look.

    Remember back when we were in our early teens, when it gave us real pleasure when someone thought we were 17 instead of 14? Or when our parents' friends say "Your daughter looks mature for her age"? Or even when a person commented "You're only 13? You're really tall for your age!", and we would be all pleased, like we had a real hand in our height shooting up?

    I don't know if statistics have been done to study this (they should), but I'm going to bet that a vast majority of girls and women will go / are going / have gone through these two stages in life: 1) Wanting to look older than their real age, and 2) Wanting to look younger than their real age.

    Isn't that really interesting? I know I said "I'm going to bet that a vast majority of girls and women will go / are going / have gone through these two stages in life", but obviously I don't know for sure if it's true, but if it is, I also know that it isn't just a lucky guess. Because, well, it's a fact. It has to be.

    I don't look younger than Rina, but I probably don't look older either (and I think we certainly don't look that similar at all, let alone like twins!). If we're talking about Rina and I and the wrong assumptions people make about us, it's really only because of the way I dress - which is usually loud, and a little unusual, perhaps - and the way I carry myself versus the way she carries herself; I'm an introvert but naturally bubbly and noisy in the company of the people I feel comfortable with, regardless of when I'm in public or not, whereas Rina has more composure (except in the way she laughs; our mom thinks her laughter will scare off her future in-laws).

    What I really find intriguing is the personal way I feel whenever people make those wrong assumptions; being ONLY 30 years old, I can't decide if the feeling is natural - or if I need a major attitude adjustment, and also a change in my behaviour (remember when I mentioned about what the smaller part of my brain is telling me to do?).

    But if I really think about it, every single of the "wise adults" I have known have flaws in their logical and practical thinking, too. Maybe not all worry about looking younger, and maybe they don't all have two almost identical pairs of white sneakers, but they have their own vices, for sure - like calling themselves fat when they're not, which I don't do, but so many women do - so I feel like at the end of the day, there is no perfection in growing up. Everybody grows up imperfectly, in their own way, with their own grown-up flaws, based on their own personal insecurities.

    And mine just happen to be this. Oh well.

    What do you think? Any positive thoughts would be much appreciated, really, but oh my God you guys THANK YOU for making it all the way to the end of this post. I hope your weekend will be great! XO

    19.10.16 .


    Has there been a more exciting time in the denim jeans universe than right now? I mean, the varieties that have been emerging in the past few years - especially the past year - just feel so refreshing. Take your pick: boyfriend, flare, mom-style, paint-splattered, embroidered, ripped, patched, cropped, fringed, frayed...the choices are practically endless, and on top of that, feel free to mix and match, baybeh.

    Speaking of which - did you guess that mom jeans would be back in style, and so soon, too? I certainly didn't, but look at us, embracing this trend and all! (OK, most of us, anyway.) I feel like we're making the generations above us proud because this trend practically define the fashion of their era.


    As someone who has a low waist-to-hip ratio, it's been really tough finding the right pair for myself. The ones that fit me well around the hips would tragically, pathetically stick out and up straight at the waist (I could fit my whole fist in that negative space!) while others would just refuse to go past my hips. The ones that do make it past my hips would render me breathless immediately, so that's no good either.

    I spotted these jeans in Zara and immediately took them to the fitting room, thinking it was just the pair of loose, frayed-hem, low-waist flare jeans that I was looking for but the moment I started zipping them up, I knew they were going to rest really high on my hips; when I turned to take a proper look in the mirror, I knew I found my perfect mom jeans.

    Well, almost perfect; I do wish they crease a lot less, but I'm just going to tell myself "OK Liyana you can't have everything you want in this world OK." Other than that? I decided to stitch up the frayed hem and while I'm super happy with the result, with that length, no sneakers will look good under them! 

    But I'm just super into this pair's wide-legged look, which I usually won't pair with sneakers and trainers regardless of the length anyway, so I'll be sticking to my wedges and heels with this pair, I guess!

    Wearing: Zara t-shirt  |  Faiz kimono chiffon cardigan  |  Zara jeans  |  Nuovo chunky wedges  |  Glass Line sling bag

    18.10.16 .



    So, I kind of got unwell for the longest time right after my F1 weekend; I thought I was getting better, but for some reason whatever viral flu / cold thing I had had other plans, oh well. Did you catch my previous F1 outfit post, by the way? I've been away from blogging for almost a week, mah God! So many things happened, including Mercedes AMG clinching their THIRD Constructors' Championship in the Japan race!

    . . . . . . .

    Back to my own F1 recap: believe it or not, it was even hotter on Sunday in Sepang. The weather changed constantly from cloudy to sunny on Saturday but it was pretty much bright all throughout Sunday - but hey, can't complain too much, as rain would have been worse!


    Right before the race started!




    When you're a slow eater and have less than 30 minutes to finish your food

    Pit stops ARE THE BEST

    I mentioned the F&B tent in Day 1 photo diary post but unfortunately Shah and I were both too famished to even bother taking proper photos of the food and inside the tent. If you follow me on Instagram, and have actually been constantly checking out my Instagram stories (issokay if you don't, narcissist isn't my thing), you might, might have just seen stories of the food I ate (well, you do get ONE photo of me scarfing down pasta here, yay for you) and the scenes inside the tent during my F1 weekend. Important things to know about the tent: 1) It is air-conditioned, 2) the food was decent enough, and 3) Come and go as you please for the free food (bonus!) - until the race starts, that is!

    Neither of the Mercedes drivers won the race (I feel for yah, Hamilton) but having Rosberg on the podium was still something (and he's leading!). It was also super cool to see the people spilling onto the track to get closer to the podium at the end; I can't say I didn't contemplate running down myself but my lack of sufficient SPF protection (hence, my vanity) effectively prevented me from joining the crowd.




    LOOK AT THAT CROWD MAH GOD


    Nico Rosberg on the podium, yasss

    I've definitely caught the F1 bug (which is obvs a much nicer bug to catch than the one I caught after the weekend) but this experience was even more amazing because Shah and I got to cap off our first F1 experience together with Usher's concert the same night. I still can't even believe I got to see Usher performed live so I had to watch videos on my iPhone just to keep on convincing myself, plus we were very close to the stage, too; Shah and I had the best time singing our hearts out (to whatever little lyrics we memorise, that is) and dancing madly to the addictive beats.

    Come to think of it, why was I even surprised I got sick, right? I mean, of course. I'm just very thankful Shah is way more resilient and has stronger immunity system than I do!



    Practically a ghost town after it all ended







    Good times, guys!

    PS: Have a look at my first F1 pyjama outfit post!

    11.10.16 .



    I can't remember the last time I fell in love instantly with a dress that I saw on a mannequin in a store. Actually, has that ever even happened before...? It was love at first sight for me with this floral, ruffle dress - or perhaps it was lust at first sight, who knows? Not that it matters, because the thing that truly matters is this dress totes stole my heart.

    I knew I wanted to wear it during my F1 weekend straight away; I just can't get over the pretty autumnal print, and those ruffles that cap my sleeves! (PS: Shoulder ruffles = bomb.com) I went two sizes up because I was going for a loose and airy effect, so the dress, which is designed to be somewhat tea-length, appeared longer on me, too.

    Best purchase I've made in a long while, guys. Plus, it's below RM 100 -  and it wasn't even on sale!
    Hot. DAYUM.






    Same case with these gold-tinted exaggerated cat-eye shades I had on; I saw them and thought "MUST WEAR TO F1". The thing is, I have plenty of shades from Aldo but never in my life bought them at full-priced, simply because I never needed to, but these I need so I buy.  #zeroregrets
    I actually bought a yellow-mustard scarf to go with the dress but I decided to switch to this teal one last minute because it's almost identical to the official colour of Petronas a.k.a. the colour of the Mercedes AMG x Petronas team. Staying united, and all.

    Since my Adidas backpack has almost an infinity-and-beyond kind of space, I decided to wear it again (saved me time from transferring my 137 items from Saturday to a different bag) but jazzed it up on the bus to Sepang that morning with a bunch of pins I got with the shades.






    The best part about this dress is not even the price, nope; it was how comfortable I felt in it. The dress definitely helped me endure that hot, hot Sunday of my Formula 1 weekend - which, incredibly and not even kidding, was even hotter than the previous day!

    Wearing: H&M floral ruffle dress  |  Bershka cutout boots (last seen in Like Lumberjack)  |  Swatch Cheshire Cat watch  |  Kate Spade bangle & cat-ear ring

    PS: Read about my F1-outfits most important requirements in my Qualifying Day outfit post - and don't forget to check out Day 1 Photo Diary for scenes around Sepang!

    10.10.16 .


    This marked the second time I got to watch Formula 1 race in Sepang. My first F1 Sepang experience was YEARS ago, when I went with my siblings and cousins to watch the race from the Hillstand area; I remember we went with such a positive energy but came home in a complete opposite state of mind: cranky, grumpy, hot and sweaty and bothered, and vowing to nevah EVAH return again.

    Years have passed and whatdayaknow, I now happen to be married to a man who is both an avid football fan (soccer to some of you - he's a Manchester United fan!) and Formula 1 fan. I know, some of you are like "but what about the time you kind of vowed to never set foot on any F1 ground and all", but, you know, the things you do for loveee. After last weekend, though, I'm afraid I have to take back my words, and I'm yanking them back hard because I legitimately enjoy watching F1 live now - I have to go back next year, guys!


    I definitely think where you sit to watch the race matters; sitting on the hill years ago was really uncomfortable, plus the area was not sheltered at all. You guys know how hot Malaysian sun is, right? Combined with the humidity, I'd advise anyone to stay indoor as much as possible when in Malaysia!

    The food sold at F1 are really expensive too so being that young, we didn't even think to bring that much money and could probably only afford to buy a bottle of mineral water and a measly small snack. 
    And surprise, surprise: F1 is noisy and loud. Very, VERY loud; combined with the hot sun shining straight on our hatless head (another mistake), my sister and I came home with nasty headaches after our day on the hill. It wasn't a surprise we hated that day so much!

    So what changed this time around? Well, first of all, Shah got tickets for the fully-sheltered Diamond Grandstand (where the sunlight didn't even hit), which is where the starting point of the race is, and the podium was also almost right in front of us. Our tickets also came with free food at a F&B tent (meaning it's sheltered - and air-conditioned!). Surprisingly, I only complained about the noise for like 5 seconds before I started to feel the magic in the vibrations of the engines revving (I ditched my earplugs after about 5 seconds too, in case you're wondering).

    But I think the main reason I had such a good time this year was I had a team that I was supporting and personally invested in: the Mercedes AMG x Petronas team (Petronas is an oil & gas company in Malaysia!) has been the champion for two years in a row, and they're well on their way to clinching the championship for the third time.

    Actually I think the team would have won it already if the two drivers had won in Sepang, but sadly Lewis Hamilton's engine caught fire - but at least Nico Rosberg placed third! By the way, did you know Shah and I went to their meet-and-great in KLCC? But they left early, so, next time / year, perhaps! (?)


    Scenes from Race Day / Day 2 coming right up! <3

    PS: To see what I wore on Day 1, head over to What I Wore to F1 Qualifying Day: Pyjama Love