Every 18th of June

Sounds like an oxymoron isn't it? In today's world where it seems like we have almost forgotten what luxury is. For example, I find it okay (and normal) to pay for a $5 cappuccino in CBD or spend $15 for a pint of beer because hell, I deserve it. But for the underprivileged, and I don't want to sound preachy and hypocrite. $5 can already buy a meal for a family of 5, probably two meals depends on which place we are talking about. I got to know of Another Sole from my colleague and I thought at first it would be another shoe brand trying to break into the market. But as I was picking my shoe style (they have gazillion colours and textures to choose from), I realised that every pair you buy, they use a part of the profits to purchase a meal for the underprivileged or underfunded orphanages in SEA.

Heck, the tagline should have given it away "Buy one, feed one" but I can be jaded at times (hehe) So as we all scramble for Christmas presents for ourselves and for our loved ones, consider Another Sole as part of your Christmas wish list. All the shoes is made of 100% leather and I guarantee you, it is super damn comfy. Like what my Instagram post says, it's like walking in clouds. Don't believe me? Try one for yourself, it's available in Tangs.

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Love,
Hanna

Instagram: @hannatantoco
E-mail: hannatantoco@gmail.com


My pair was sponsored by the brand.

I am far from being called a yogi, although I've been practicing for one and a half years now. Let me digress a bit because it's actually quite funny how I got into it (yoga). One very boring weekend, I was alone, I had zero plans and not even the idea of online shopping could cheer me up. I called up a girlfriend and demanded that we hangout together. She said she was going to a Bikram class and I should to.  For the yoga-noobs or the don't-cares, Bikram is a 90-minute hot class made up of 26 postures. When I say hot, we're talking 39-42 degrees. It's guaranteed to make you sweat so please swipe an extra layer of deodorant ladies. So, back to my story. Armed with a 1-Litre water and the determination to finish the class without fainting or crying due to sheer torture. I survived and funnily enjoyed yoga. To tell you frankly, I was a bit cynical about yoga before I started practicing- I've always been the tough-love sporty girl i.e. football, gymnastics, running, cheerleading-ish. I thought yoga would be too slow and just be about stretching. Well, it was not. I immediately signed up for a package and got hooked all the way. I dropped my gym membership and I just practice yoga and if invited, I run with friends.

But after moving houses last September (why I moved is another blog entry, one that I would write with a bottle of wine in tow), I haven't gone for 2 full months. I work in the Telok Ayer slash Tanjong Pagar area and as I was leisurely walking down Cecil street I saw Freedom Yoga. Just my luck! My office is literally behind it, it would take me 4 minutes door-to-door with the majority of the time taken up by waiting for my office lift (eff, that really takes forever!). The convenience, the cleanliness, mad friendliness of the teachers and the receptionist coupled by the ambience, it took me one class to sign up for a package. Take note, this is not a sponsored post :) Also, because it is convenient I sometimes also use their loo for emergency purposes if you know what I mean.

Here's some shots inside the studio.






Love,
Hanna

Instagram: @hannatantoco
E-mail: hannatantoco@gmail.com