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Artistic Dinners

Tessa Lin Wang

Running towards NINTH's Anniversary issue can only mean fishing for more inspirational grub -
you [will] get my point. Food is inevitable. Consider it vital for my artistic wellbeing.

Shot by Irving Penn

Shot by Irving Penn


Caroline Trentini by Miles Aldridge for Vogue Italia

Caroline Trentini by Miles Aldridge for Vogue Italia

Shot by Fred Lebain, Styled by Laurent Bernillon for Wad Magazine

Shot by Fred Lebain, Styled by Laurent Bernillon for Wad Magazine


The art of playing with an object surfaces when the composition’s an inch away from angelic and there's no need for a makeup artist. One man down. Then again, everything spirals downwards on a hazardous track when a team member gets hungry (because fish are food, not friends) or it decides to attract a bunch of flies till further notice.

From a personal perspective, I’ve always found it peculiar that anyone would find ’still life' worth a shot in the career department. Communicating and working alongside a homo sapien (to put it less scientifically, in this case, we call them ‘models') has become an inevitable curriculum in my world. To commit a lifetime to creating art from objects - that never had to feel or play with your emotions - raises the question: can a slice of bacon trigger emotions?


Alexandra Bruel for British Vogue

Alexandra Bruel for British Vogue

Shot by Irving Penn

Shot by Irving Penn


Perhaps I’m the wrong person to approach. Perhaps we need someone who cannot find it in herself to sob one bit while walking away from the swans at any park - Gardenia's bread spilling across the lake. Who didn’t attempt to sink into a pool of sadness when Murakami ended Norwegian Wood with the intention to piss someone and her lunch off. Maybe we just need someone who can even forget to have lunch.

If it hasn’t been obvious, the topic of food intertwined with fashion has always aroused an air of excitement where NINTH is involved. A big ass watermelon (lugged and driven around like royalty) in the fifth issue. Lunch-cum-prop fillet o’ fish in the fourth. The third put pineapple tarts into polaroids. Two had 2-hour-old stale har gow from Chinatown. You saw the first issue with Rena making breakfast. On the floor.

You get my point. Food is inevitable. Consider it vital for my artistic wellbeing.

To rest my case, NINTH's anniversary issue (YOU HEARD RIGHT) won't be leaving the grub out. Put those tastebuds on hold till next Wednesday, 9th September.

In celebration of NINTH's birthday, an editorial will be shot by all-time-favourite Christopher Leow. Also featuring a special conversation with Dylan Ong, co-brainchild of Saveur and The SAVEUR Group. (Yes, that one that makes a badass mashed potato with that Duck Confit)


Lots of love and gourmet fashion,


And they all ate and were satisfied | Mark 6:42

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Advance to 'Go'

Tessa Lin Wang

On a  more cut-the-crap approach, a different kind of happy has surfaced. (And I can proceed to collect $2)

A summary of this post:
2. Don’t get me wrong, I still wash my hair.
3. I talk less about raisin bagels compared to last year - zucchini is in, hun.
4. Less time spent reading complaints on twitter have allowed for more time with a good bag of Doritos
5. And boy, that makes me so happy (pictorial evidence provided upon scrolling down)

In my kind of news, handbags have taken a plunge and gym bags are heading for world domination - starting with a Reebok in badass green. Levi's will always stay boringly classic but now accompanied by new MBMJ satin sneakers (in effort to stock up before it goes extinct)

In the fashion world where your favourite trend can barely stand still without being improvised (I mean, sports goth? Seriously? Apparently.), the fear of staying relevant to your own dreams is a constant reality. People change, interests evolve.

For a more digestible example, my corn obsession has dissolved into pure disgust (post-food poisoning, if you’re curious) and I’ve happily eloped with zucchini. A more positive take would be the amount of sleep-in binges I’ve had over the month, a vast difference from the previous SLEEP-IS-FOR-THE-WEAK approach.

Nah, that didn’t go down too well.

Having had a fair share of experiences spilt across SuedeFingers, referencing the past isn’t that tough. Which, I’ve to admit, can get pretty sentimental and unhelpful when I start to miss my past self. I’ve sobbed (more figuratively with the go-to crying emoji - kleenex wasn’t involved) one too many times, missing the old person in me who’d stick to SuedeFingers like a business and my schedule like a bible.

But on a more cut-the-crap approach, a different kind of happy has surfaced. 

Stars align from time to time, and my inner working capacity perfectly syncs with submission time bombs. The illusory castle of a holiday being impossible has been well smashed - weekends have been providing sufficient time with la familia and the boyfriend. And the world has yet to face a zucchini extinction.

Perhaps staying relevant to my dreams only requires the heart - seeing myself evolve shouldn’t be a fear anymore. I’m still finding myself, internship's incoming and unrealistic ideas have been put on the line. And I've to say, I like the idea of SuedeFingers documenting this entire journey.


Lots of love but zero illusory castles,

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The Adrenaline Fix

Tessa Lin Wang

With T-minus 2 days to NINTH's fifth issue, previous attempts to control human traffic across zebra crossings and sneaking into off-limit toilets have fuelled all forms of adrenaline pretty well for the finishing line.

I've repeated this time and time again, but Raffles place might have the capability to charm you within an inch of your life. Built on the fragile hypothesis that no one works on Sunday (ever) (or we can slowly crop them out), Sarah and I set out to conquer the must-shoot concrete jungle. Of course, fabulous photographer and yours truly - the too-ambitious-for-her-own-good art director cum stylist - aside, fresh-faced Stella was a God-send to clear the nightmarish fog created by "WHO CAN GRACE THIS THEME" uncertainties

For all those who know Stella (even though I just met her, she can make you feel like you've known her for years), her confident stride may not exactly be news. And true story - she will develop a relationship with any prop faster than you can ask why Caitlyn never started with a ‘K’.

While hopping back onto the work bandwagon has its sleepless disadvantages, progress has the potential to nourish all channels of the heart. In this case, attempting to control human traffic across zebra crossings and sneaking into off-limit toilets seem to fuel that adrenaline pretty well. I’ll let you know if I get sentimental about all this in forty years' time.

There’s the urban myth that 'faking it till you make it' just doesn’t make 'fetch' happen, but I’ll leave that tiny fragment of spirit be. Instead, in attempt to oppose that myth, we will be kickin' ass behind the laptops and seeing you at the finishing line on Tuesday - with 'fetch' totally happening. 

The 5th issue of NINTH will be seeing light this Tuesday, 9th June.

With a fresh editorial modelled by Stella Chua, shot by Sarah Tan
Also, a special conversation with BooksActually's owner and Math Paper Press' father, Kenny Leck, shot by Dika Dhaniya.

See this issue's inspiration or find out more about NINTH.

Lots of love and checklists,

Images by Dika Dhaniya, Desmond and Russell Toh.