SUNDAY BREAK

EVERYTIME I CLOSE MY EYES,

I CAN SMELL SUNDAY. THE SMELL OF SUNDAY IN MY HEAD— CONSISTS OF JASMINE, PANDAN, AND MILK.

EVERYTIME I CLOSE MY EYES,

SUNDAY AFTERNOON COMES TO MIND. SOMETIMES WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES,

THERE IS ONLY WHITE NOISES.

THE SUNNY SIDE OF MY SUNDAY IS NOT ALWAYS BRIGHT— AND MY WET SUNDAY IS NOT ALWAYS GLOOMY. EVERYTIME I CLOSE MY EYES, I SEE MYSELF TRACING SUNDAY.

THE SUNDAY IN MY HEAD IS ALWAYS SUNNY; RARELY IT RAINS. WHEN IT RAINS ON SUNDAY, I AM REMINDED OF SCHOOL UNIFORM; SWEATY AND STICKY, BUT IT IS STILL SUNDAY.

EVERYTIME I CLOSE MY EYES, I SEE SILHOUTTE OF MYSELF. EVERYTIME I CLOSE MY EYES, I SEE MYSELF LEAVING TRAILS.

SUNDAY BREAK

Fashion director and stylist - SYAN LEUNG

Photographer - Lyle Chan

Makeup & Hair - KAHO CHENG

Model - SINZIANA COZORICI