Monday, February 28, 2011

a valentine's rom

Remember when I spent Valentine's Day with much 'Passion' ;) ... Passion Road I mean! It was Miss YinYin's ROM and we all gathered on the day of love celebration to celebrate their love.


Passion Road is so darn dreamy! The only con is that it only fits a crowd of 110 but if you intend to have a petite wedding or soiree then this is parfait!


The newly-weds!


:L


We were seated at Valentine. How rightly so...





Miss BellaBella got a wee bit emo... biasa-lah weddings and going-aways. Auntie was leaving to Adelaide for good and we were all gonna miss her to bits!


Yum! I ponteng-ed my 'Zero Alco 2011' that day and had some (actually ALOT of) bubbly! *sigh* Champagne... it's the bees knees :b



The groom plastered for the first time :r





Congratulations honeybunch!!


Sunday, February 27, 2011

family day at port dickson

Mid last month, the clinic took some time to bond through a weekend in Port Dickson. We stayed at PNB Ilham Resort which was a little outta reach but decent enough for a good time. They even helped organize a good telematch. It's been awhile since I ran in a gunny sack. My fave was water volley-balloon :D




















Sukaneka rocks!

Saturday, February 26, 2011

natalie portman for miss dior cherie



Lately I've been pretty obsessed with Natalie Portman :)

Friday, February 25, 2011

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

one less lonely girl

How did I get married?

How did I go from being the spinster FAT girl to a blissful Mrs Wife?

I know that my whirlwind romance came as a surprise (to some sweet and some others ugly) especially since I got engaged less than a year of courtship and proceeded to get hitched just a little over a year. For years I’ve been lamenting about my lonely soul (*click* and *click*) and lil’ heartbreaks here and there.. so believe me when I say I seriously did not see this coming. It could be true that destiny works in mysterious ways (Guy firmly believes this to be the fact of our relationship, bless him). But hey I did put in a sh*t load of effort to find a man too. I get email-ed and asked about my secret of ‘success’ alot. Personally I don’t feel I have any secret or success even... but here goes (ahaha I feel like Carrie Bradshaw when she wrote the article for Vogue: The Last Single Girl).

Firstly, admit you’re single. So many girls consider their singularity to be blasphemy. They try to disguise it with what seems like a notion of freedom with a hint of mystery, hence ‘It’s Complicated’ was born. It makes life interesting and makes us singles sound less desperate. But the fact is there’re only 2 relationship boxes to check in your passport application. You’re either single or you’re not. So confess and be free.

Now tell others. Look at the statistics of get-togetherness, apart from meeting people at workplaces or activity centres, a huge chunk of couples got together via friends. I told all my friends that I was single, available and ready to date. Of course there are chances that you’d come across some bad losers and retarded jerks, yea it happens. You’ll feel sh*tty for abit but that’s the thing that gives life its colour. Also it’ll improve your ability to have better judge of character (and what you want outta your potential partner). Best recommendations come from people who are married or severely attached (when I mean severely, I mean seem-like-forever severely). They’re the ones who least wanna sabotage you. I was actually introduced to Guy by my friend’s husband and his friend! Can you see the 2nd + 3rd-degree lineage here?? If you let people know (and are nice to them), they’d be more than happy to hook you up.

Form a 3 major character list of what you insist in your potential partner and be strict with it. Do not, though, be ludicrous with the details of the list. I’m not asking you to compromise but I am asking you to reflect upon yourself before making insane demands. Don’t tell me sh*t nonsense like I WANT TOMMY PAGE (ahahahaha that’s so old school, N.B. I was never in love with Tommy-ah but my aunt was) or I WANT JUSTIN BIEBER (I do! Does that make me a cougar?). You have your list and so do guys. Don’t mentally demand for a smartly dressed dude if you’re forever in frumpy auntie clothes... aiya mana boleh liddat?? Smartly dressed dudes also want smartly dressed ladies mah. Of course I have exceptions for fairytale love stories.. you know-lah plain Jane chick gets with rich-ass charming but oh-so-devoted prince. But exceptions come in minute percentages. That’s why not everyone is L U C K Y mah... the majority average Janes like us will have to make realistic non-Disneyland list and stick to it.

My list was:

1. Faithful (aka loves me to death just the way I am)
2. Financially independent (aka can support himself and still take me out for a nice meal occasionally)
3. Chinese (or ang moh :D the prior is a lame one for my mum-lah)

Look at my list back when I was 16, found it in my diary:

1. Looks good in a cap
2. Buys me flowers for Valentine’s Day
3. Plays in a rock band

Those were such good ole non-bill paying carefree days *sweet sigh* I digress.

Back.

I say 3-major-characteristics list to help you widen your scope. If you’re 30 (give or take) you’ll find that your pond is like Windermere in winter. And if you are going to clutch your 10 MAJOR characteristics tightly like a rollercoaster security bar it’s gonna be... well... a challenge. Don’t limit yourself. Go out and date je-lah! What have you got to lose? You’re 30. The good ones are mainly taken or gay... so seize the best of the remaining crop!!

Next, don’t just stay at home and watch freakin’ Chinese soap operas with your parents. That is NOT going to help you find a man. Seriously. Goodness gracious. Unless your parents are The Waldorfs, Archibalds or Van der Woodsens who have delicious connections and throngs of friends with eligible boys your age as sons, you have to go out and meet people. You will have to take classes in hobbies you are interested in or go speed-dating or go to the local pub for a drink or join a charity-drive or go for bloggers meet-ups etc etc etc. I did almost everything stated above. Although I did not meet my husband through this manner (life’s idea of a practical joke on me nonetheless), I know a whole lot of others who did!!

You can do some extra-curricular activities to spiritually help nudge the romantic luck in your direction *wink* On Chap Goh Meh (15th night of The Chinese New Year) I threw a mandarin orange into a river. I also went to khao yan yuen (destiny prayer) at the Tze Yeh temple (eh y’all, got special dates one, call first to make sure it’s auspicious before going... also got loadsa stuff to bring one so be prepared). During Mooncake Festival (Mid-Autumn) I did a mitt-fah (petal plucking) ritual to help welcome auspicious love aura.I heard a sembahyang hajat always works! For the obsessed there’s like voodoo and bomoh and all that whacamachalit nonsense but I do not believe in dark magic in terms of love. I feel it defeats the purpose and my criteria no.1.

In the meantime, enjoy being single! I definitely enjoyed my time being by myself. I did all the sh*t I wanted to do WHENEVER I wanted to do it. Watching movies alone (and easily getting A ticket), dropping everything and running off to London for a week, going shopping after work ‘till the shop closes, buying frivolous outfits and crockery and throwing caution to the wind...you’ll miss it when it’s gone. Yes of course I love being with my husband and having someone to come home to... I’m just saying as it is you’re single, you might as well take full advantage of it and live it up!



All the best my babydolls. I do hope my little pearls do you some good. Holla back if ever!



P.S: Yeah yeah The Secret commands you to tell the universe. You can do that too. It never hurts to ask. Just like Ah Yap

Monday, February 21, 2011

golden globes 2011

I know this is so freakin' hapak but I'm still in love with the Golden Globes colour palate which seem to be totally in sync with 2011's colour of the year: Honeysuckle


Christina Hendric in Romona Keveza. Gotta love that colour on her skin (and curves)... so feisty!


Natalie Portman in Viktor & Rolf. She makes pregnancy look like a walk in the park..!


Lea Michele in Oscar de la Renta. Everyone's so material this and too much that. But in that colour, it's never too much or so material that.


Claire Danes in Calvin Klein. CK seems to be quite a popular choice for the Golden Globes. I'm not a big fan of Claire Danes but I sure lurrrve the pink!


Scarlet Johansson in Elie Saab. She looks like a golden goddess, non?


Sandra Bullock in Jenny Packham. A lil' downplayed but demure nonetheless. I like the bangs no matter what people say... it gives her a new edge.


Helen Mirren in Badgley Mischka. LOVE this!! She looks gorgeous.


Dianna Agron in J Mendel. She's my new favourite. Look at her face... *swoon*


Tilda Swinton in Jil Sander. Quirky? So what.. I think it's fashion forward (a repeat of Sharon Stone in Gap) and that skirt is to-die-for!


Last but not least my favourite of the lot: Emma Stone in Calvin Klein. She carries the dress like a dream..! ♥ ♥ ♥

Sunday, February 20, 2011

just a wee beyond 1/4 life crisis...

They call it the “Quarter life Crisis.”

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn’t know and may not like.

You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, may, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren’t’ exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most import ones.

What you don’t recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren’t really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job, and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger.

You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn’t.
One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life.

You feel alone and scared and confuse.

Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you.

Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can’t meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better.

Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren’t a bad person.

You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.

You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself and while winning the race would be great, right now you’d just like to be contender!

What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it.

We are in our best of times and out worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole things out.



I’m sure we’ve all read the article above written by Brenda Della Casa back in the days when people were terribly into forward mails.

This year marks my last year being a 20-something but I still feel I’m suffering from a quarter-life crisis. Approaching 30, I may not be as lost as I was back when I was 25 but it seems as if I’m still trying to achieve leverage. Sometimes, as I queue up to buy my usual dinner of economy rice, I look around at the crowd of collars and pencil-skirts and wonder if they’re equally as confused as I am? Does everyone know where they will be in 10 years?? Some of you may be fortunate enough to have a headstart... those who inherited a family business or amidst laying the bricks of their own (blogshops and bakeries.. somehow these are the entrepreneurs that manage to do well for themselves). I mean all they gotta do is follow through. Even bankers, lawyers and real-estate agents seem to know where they’re heading. What lies on your Everest? A place in the Forbes ladder of success? Acknowledgement from Oprah or MIFA? 4 children with an equal mix of genders? A stint in BFM or luxury magazine? Paying up the house mortgage? Looking like Kim K?

As of now I don’t have an ambition. Call me generation Y-lah. People are flabbergasted that I’m not all out to save $ and own stacks of fixed deposits... they are even more surprised when I tell them I didn’t want to have any regrets should the world have an apocalyptic end next year. It sounds juvenile (well not if you watch the Discovery Channel) but yeah I’m makin’ this year count. I’m gonna chill and make the effort to connect with people in my lives.

I’ll think of what I wanna be when I grow up... at 32 maybe? ;)

How're you dealing with the quarter-life crisis?

Saturday, February 19, 2011

a party book

OMG I'm so in ♥ with Luci Everett's handmade french-folded PARTY book!!

A self-made book to celebrate soirees... genius, sheer genius!















Wish someone would make me one...



Disclaimer: via You Are My Fave

Friday, February 18, 2011

anthem of the day: rhythm of love (plain white T's)





Such a dreamy love song, non?? Makes you wanna slap on some coconut shells + grass skirt and do the hula...

Is it just me or does the bridge sound uncannily like Jason Mraz feat James Morrison's 'Details In The Fabric'??


P.S. Many of you have been asking about my romantique Valentine post. It was really a daydream... make-believe... fantasy. I was working on Valentine's Day and we spent the rest of the evening at a friends's ROM (Registration of Marriage) at Passion Road getting buzzed on champagne. We hit the club shortly after that and returned home absolutely knackered :P Although, Guy did get me the loveliest gift: Hello Kitty toaster and a Hello Kitty x Kimora Lee Simmons enamel necklace! Loves :)

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

happy post-valentine's day my petite macaroons

Found this on Black Eiffel and thought it to be oh-so-appropriate for post-Valentine's Day, don't you think :)

Just a lil' city of love to celebrate love on a lovely day...









Man, did you know that I daydreamt this before?? Seriously...! I'm unsure if I ever documented this subtle hallucination but I feel it so close to my heart. Oh Paris, you never cease to make me long for you..!!

Monday, February 14, 2011

a hearty valentine's

The night before I received a popcorn invitation for a cosy night in *giggle* I accepted that invitation. It's nice to be asked out on a date on Valentine's Day (even if you're married... heck especially if you're married! Husbands take note :brow )



I woke up in the morning feeling fuzzy.. peachy fuzzy and reach out to snuggle with the husband. I linger on his side of the bed awhile before returning to my familiar corner. I'm a side-sleeper and always slide my left arm under the pillow "Ouch! WTF?" There burried under the sleepy mess lied raedunn's clay heart. It says 'Hold'. I hear him nuzzle over.. "Now that you've found my heart you'll have to hold it close to yours."


I take a long shower, throw on my Oysho bathrobe and run down the stairs to fetch myself a glass of Tropicana Twister. I took a quick look at the dining table and ROTFLMAO at the husband's meagre attempt at replicating Amy Osaba's centrepieces for Natalie & Nick. Love him for trying :r I ran to the kitchen to give him a hug "Ranunculus babe?? Where did you even find them in KL??"


He turns around and goes, "Green tea?" :L We toast to a merry morning and peck each other on the cheek.


I check my email and guess who sends me my first Valentine's e-card?? Well it doesn't take a genius :p I'm not corn-ed out at all. In fact I'm giddy in love! I wasn't the girl that received truckloadsa Valentines back in school so I guess Cupid's making up for loss time :D




I'm dressed in my Valentine's best (clockwise from L): Benjamin Eyewear's Nicole Acetate, Ban.Do shoeclips, Kate Spade Essex Scout, Cooperative dress by Urban Outfitters, Tiffany & Co earrings, MJ eau So Fresh, Anya Hindmarch Lips And Eyes cosmetics case, Hello Kitty bow necklace, Piers Atkinson cherry pillbox, MAC Wonder Woman lipstick in Marquise d'



After having some fishball noodles for brunch, we take a walk in the Butterfly Park munching on Su's Delectable sugar cookies *yum* looking for the Rajah Brooke.



I suddenly remember I haven't got heart shaped cookie cutters and grab my Anya Hindmarch LFW House of Intrigue canvas tote to carry my last minute supplies from Daiso.



I spend the late afternoon whipping up Martha Stewart heart-shaped soaps for my girls. A lil sugar for my sugars :k


Dinner was spent gawking at fluttering dreamy jellyfish at Le Midi as we sipped on French wine and munching on deliceux tapas. I look at hi staring anxiously at the menu and chuckle to myself. He looks cuter than ever tonight and I'm afraid it's got something to do with neon sea-creatures that resemble umbrella. Definitely sets the romance in the air, non? Ella ella ella eh eh eh..


We retired home holding hands and buzzed from the wine. I ran us a bath and sprinkled *bisou* bonbon Lavender bath salts to help melt the strain away. It smells heavenly... we splashed about for awhile before falling silent to soak in each other's presence. I feel the hegativity leave and the lurrve come in *sigh* :h


Dressed in our most comfy (me: Cotton On tank, Stella McCartney for Adidas running shorts, him: Marks & Spencers boxers), we flip National Geographic on watching How The Earth Was Made while tucking into a heart cake. I'd offer you a piece of my heart but we finished the damn thing in 10 minutes! :P


Here's to a hearty Valentine's y'all!


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