The smell of silence was everywhere. Wafting out from the dusty writing desk, plastered on the peeling paint of the wooden windowsill, oozing out of the holes in the patched rug. Its stench was sickening. I could feel the rancid odor making me nauseous. It was proof enough for me. I had truly been gone for too long. Far too long. If my mother could see what had happened to the place in my absence, she would surely give me an earful. Then again, even that was preferable to the hollowness I now felt at the face of such deafening silence.
L: SUIT SET FROM TOM FORD / EARRINGS FROM GUCCI / SOCKS FROM GIVENCHY / BOOTS FROM ROGER VIVIER
R: ALL FROM GUCCI
L: COAT FROM SALVATORE FERRAGAMO
R: ALL FROM GIVENCHY
L: DRESS FROM STELLA MCCARTNEY
R: ALL FROM PRADA
L: ALL FROM SALVATORE FERRAGAMO
R: HAT FROM ROGER VIVIER / DRESS AND SHOES FROM BURBERRY
L: EARRINGS FROM GUCCI
R: ALL FROM BONBOM FROM LANE CRAWFORD
DRESS FROM SPORTMAX / SOCKS FROM GIVENCHY / SHOES FROM ROGER VIVIER
ALL FROM LOEWE
THE SMELL OF SILENCE
FEATURING - SHERRY @ SYNERGY MODELS
ART DIRECTION AND STYLING - SYAN LEUNG
PHOTOGRAPHER - EDMOND HO
MAKE UP - LAVINIA TANG
HAIR - HUGO POON
STYLING ASSISTANT - CANDICE
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