Hello, Stranger.
Okay, guys… I am… shocked. Remember I said I wanted an ASOS dress and boots? I received a parcel with the Organza dress (it’s too big though! 
) and the Knee-high boots. I have no idea who sent it to me.
I appreciate the gesture and the gift but I really, really will like to know who sent them to me. Obviously, you/the person read(s) my blog … let me know who you are please.
Weekend.
Describes perfectly how I am feeling now. Equal parts lazy, mehhh, hopeful and wondering what’s next, or ahead.
It’s the weekend again and I’m excited! A good dinner tonight, a friend’s birthday celebration… Psyched for ZOUKOUT! Courtyard suite, neverending drinks and close friends…, gonna be pretty damn awesome! 
How are you bunnies spending your weekend? : )
Thank you :)
Many of have asked if I was alright, or feeling better… thank you, thank you and thank you. I really appreciate the kindness and love that was thrown onto my way.
I have been out of sorts but everyone who knows me know that I’ve recover fast. I am much better, in fact, I am slowly getting my life back in track.
Been busy with work, friends and family. Trying to get my life ironed out, thoughts sorted out but always, always counting my blessings every day.
Thank you, again =)
Christmas Shopping.
update// MY ORGANZA DRESS IS SOLD OUT!!! Can you believe it? In 2 days. TWO FRICKIN’ DAYS!!! I am going crazy, I am heartbroken and inconsolable. Sighhhhhhs.
Hey lovelies, have you guys gotten down to getting your presents? I bought my Christmas cards, really expensive but it’s absolutely lovely! ( Why are greeting cards so expensive anyway?)
I need to make a list of presents to get…! It’ll be exciting to find something for people I love but it’ll definitely burn a hole in my pocket. Well, it’s once a year and it’ll be totally worth it to see their expectant faces when they rip open the wrapping papers!
If we’re exchanging gifts, do let me know what you want. I’d rather be practical and give you what your heart covets. 
To date, I have about 5 Christmas parties…. Tres exciting!
My Christmas wish list …
Organza dress that’s floaty, dreamy and utterly feminine. Will be a great addition to my dress collection. I love the sheer, fully buttoned back and the lower part of the skirt, gives the dress more depth and layer.
Really considering getting it, problem is… where am I going to wear this to? It’s not work-appropriate, I won’t want to wear this to party. It’s a little formal for a nice dinner but I really like it.
A sexy toga dress in the prettiest colour! I love my shoulder and I think this dress will accentuate that. It’s slinky and not too tight, making it more sexy that slutty. I think this is a very wearable dress in Singapore.
A hooker-ish, stiletto over-the-knee boots! Woot woot! I’ve always wanted one but I won’t get any because it’s impractical and honestly, I will be mistaken for a streetwalker if I wear this in SG! But a girl can always dream… can’t I? 
The items here are only from one shop. I imagine my wish list will grow as we approach Christmas! What’s on your Christmas wishlist? xx
Annual Giveaway
I am cleaning my room! Mind you, it’s still very neat, I just want to declutter and give away clothes/stuff that I don’t use often. Heh.
I’m in a dilemma. Should I give away my story books (I’ve quite a few!) or keep them? I love my books and I spend a lot of money on them (cuz I don’t borrow from library, should start doing so!). But they take up a lot of space and I think giving them away will benefit others more.
What should I do with my books?
Should I…?
Was shopping yesterday and wanted to get this bag. It’s a good size, I like it and it’s reasonably priced. The only thing stopping me is… it’s a little too self-indulgent. I don’t need another bag. Haha.
Help!
If I do get it… which colour should I get? The nude/beige one or the black/white one? Decisions, decisions!
(Website only has the nude one, so I took the liberty of taking pictures of the actual bag in the shop. Heehee.)
Bananas in Pyjamas
Guys! Do you remember ‘Bananas in Pyjamas?’
B1: “Are you thinking what I am thinking, B2?”
B2: ” I think I am, B1.”
My friend and I were having a somewhat ‘lively discussion’ on the bananas.
Question: Do they look exactly the same OR if one is better than the other?
Answer:
a) Yes, they look the same.
b) B1 is better looking
c) B2 is better looking
LET ME KNOW!
L ♥ v e
Because you love someone doesn’t mean you have to be involved with them. Love is not a bandage to cover wounds…
I miss…
wearing heels. Kickass, towering, I’m-a-woman-hear-me-roar stilettos.
I’ve also stopped wearing party dresses, not sure why. I suppose partly because Singaporeans tend to be quite laidback in their dressing that you don’t want to stick out like a sore thumb. But I love some me outrageous, sexy as hell dresses that you will never wear elsewhere.
Maybe, I should have a costume party soon. Girlies, are you listening?
Hedonistic.
Confused. Disconcerted. Edgy.
Have been obsessively gorging on food… as usual. Not kind to the fast-disappearing waistline.
Comfort comes strangely in ways you will never expect.
Weird how life works.
Excuse me,
… while I go missing for a bit. I’m going to spend time taking stock of my life, detoxing and setting my life straight back on course.
If you can’t find or contact me, don’t be alarmed. It’s nothing personal. I. am. fine. But fine is never good enough for me. I just need to cut myself off from everything I know, every detail I’m familiar with. Sounds lame but I need to find myself… for now.
I’ll be missing you, miss me too. xx
Already gone.
This song made me tear a little. The lyrics couldn’t have describe my feelings better. It really speaks to me and explains what I’m feeling, thinking and going through perfectly. This is for you, the memories will always be special. Please know that.
Is this… IT ?
I think too much, I over-analyse ;
I feel too strongly, my emotions are always in overdrive ;
I see too soon, it forced me to grow up;
I react too often, it disable and cripple me.
Is living just a languorous task of inhaling, exhaling and then more inhaling and exhaling?
Isn’t there more to life than this?
Just. Rock. It.
I don’t believe in twisting yourself into knots of excuses and explanations over the food you make. When one’s hostess starts in with self-deprecations such as “Oh, I don’t know how to cook…,” or “Poor little me…,” or “This may taste awful…,” it is so dreadful to have to reassure her that everything is delicious and fine, whether it is or not. Besides, such admissions only draw attention to one’s shortcomings (or self-perceived shortcomings), and make the other person think, “Yes, you’re right, this really is an awful meal!”
…The cook must simply grit her teeth and bear it with a smile — and learn from her mistakes.”
My immediate thought was that this mindset should apply to fashion as well. Often, when we can be feeling out of sorts or unstylish — even those of us who do this for a living — we quickly start making self-conscious, self-deprecating comments about our outfit or appearance. Well, no more. Julia’s right — it just calls attention to what other people probably aren’t noticing in the first place.
In short: If you’re having a bad hair day, don’t offer apologies. Just rock it. You’ll do better next time.
A beach holiday
… is in order. Pity it’s Monsoon season for this part of the world.
I’m exhausted, weary and I just want to wear a cute swimsuit with my floppy straw hat,
lie aimlessly on the beach, feeling the sun and sand.
Thinking of nothing, remembering nothing, being nothing.
Pull it up and rewind.
Butter.
Table + 5 bottles = Crazy Night. Too fast, too furious = many drunks.
Awesome fun. Rewind. Remix. Repeat this catastrophe.
Fat Face
My auntie* said that while my body is alright, my face got fatter. What. the…. ? Actually, I concur with her. I think my face got fatter and rounder over the years, sighs. I have no idea how or why! And.. one of my friends (Wenny, that’s you!) gave a similar comment before.
Can someone help me? Any recommendations of how to make my face less… fat?
* Which is the correct spelling for auntie? Auntie or Aunty or Aunt? Hmm.
I should be going.
Is it wrong to be apprehensive of things you’re wary of, instead of leaping through fires? There are carefully constructed rules and I can’t help but be washed with trepidation when it’s all different from the well-meaning guidelines. Is it wrong for me to want to protect myself?
A little detachment goes a long way, and some things are better left untouched. They just have to end. Ending is the only way to preserve beauty in its virgin enchantment. And if you can’t feel, then you won’t get touched. If no truths are spoken then no lies can hide.
Well, hello thank you goodbye.
Nine (The Movie)
Amazing cast, cinematography, dance, music and …styling! The wardrobe looks mind-blowing! Gaspppp!
Be… Italiaaaaaan…!
Cupcakes Adventures
This is so amazing! Read the whole thing here!
By the way, read the article on baking classes on today’s newspaper. Organised by Artistiq Sugarcraft and Kitchen Capers… my mom and I are enthusiastically looking for classes to enrol in and recipes. Cupcake decorating is sooo fun!
My mom and I think that she should bake, I should decorate. I told her that I’ll enrol her in the classes and pay for them for her Christmas present! Hehe.
Easier this way
I’m clinical, dispassionate and have a major trust issue. I am also the biggest commitment-phobic most people know. Probably explains why I’m better off alone and single.
Whenever someone gets close to me, I’d (almost always) back away and retreat to my shell because I don’t want to open up to another person. It’s exhausting and sometimes, not worth the effort.
How do I rescue myself from the quandary that I’ve created? Someone, save me from myself.
