vintage thrift hunt in singapore

woke up to a weirdly humid morning, i just checked and it's a misty drizzle, there right now, hope you like that kind of thing. stepped out with my thrifted oversized tee and a pair of faded denim that i scored at a stall in haji lane. the air feels like a wet towel draped over your shoulders, and the humidity is so thick you can almost taste it. if you get bored, nearby towns are just a short drive away, but i’m too busy hunting for that perfect 90s windbreaker that somehow still looks fresh. someone told me that the old shophouse on chinatown still hides a secret speakeasy, and i heard that the rooftop bar on robertson quay is worth a peek at sunset. *raincoat* might be a lifesaver, but i’m more into layering with a vintage bomber. here’s a quick map so you can see where i’m wandering:

i snapped a few shots of the foggy streets, check these out:

if you’re curious about where to dig for vintage gems, check out these spots on yelp: vintage market and on tripadvisor: thrift store guide. the whole vibe feels like a humid mixtape of old school cool and new rain‑soaked energy. hope you enjoy the mess.