Weekend: 3 Birthdays! Truth or Dare on Friday Night + YY Loves to Skate + Red Wine & Cheese + Supernatural, I’ve watched Everything + Oh Dean Winchester, Save Me, there’s a Monster under my Bed + Watching Porn at Work, Legitimately + Doll is Coming of Age + Bunny has a New Number One, Her Name is Lexie (aka Stupid Bitch) + My Number One will be here in a Week + Shampoo and Conditioner, Uncle Vincent is How Cute + Healthy Dinner is Yummy Dinner + Greasy Dinner is also Yummy Dinner, Case to Point, Maggi Goreng at Spize Cafe + You’re Hot and You’re Cold, but I’m Not in Your Atmosphere + Revolutionary Road is Why would Anyone wanna get Married at all + IKEA, we cannot compromise on Decor, not when he thinks he’s a Bachelor and I think I’m a Princess + Shirts with Spectacles and Maybe I Can See Better

Clockwise, L to R: Rocker Watch. Chanel 2.55, which I bought last year, at a really good price! Mad World Music Sheet (download here). Playing with “Toy Camera”, one of my favourite iPhone Apps. T-Shirt from Aunty Jo. Brown Bag Lunches, where Bunny Porn was screened.

Bunny Stories
This weekend, I wanted to buy some drawers for the Bunny so he’ll have some place to keep the dusty things lying around his table. His reaction was “But I like them like that…” and his thoughts VISIBLY flew back to his tabletop clutter and how he might die without them. And for a good minute, he stood there looking like some evil person has placed him in a really tight spot. Whoa, how could I!

The face he pulled was really funny, I know you cannot appreciate because firstly, you are not in love with him, and secondly, you weren’t there. But can someone invent the “iSnap” please? Blink and save mental images in Digital Format.

I think I’ve skipped many stages of life, moving from young adult right into grand old dame.

Images are takened from Brabourne Farm. This blog is choked full of pretty images that make you wanna quit the city and move into places with no smartass humans with itchy fingers, who love ruining other people’s game statistics. Yes I’m talking about you, Bunny, do not come into my garden. You are not welcomed… pesty little thing… Hmpf.

Oh yes, I will do a tea party thing. Cupcakes, muffins and cookies on stackable tea trays, creamy cakes for all to share, delicate cups and saucers with wide bottom tea pots. Add in some good conversation on past present future and we’re all set.

PS: At lunch earlier, we were learning about film classifications and we were shown materials that were banned and one of them was ……of all things, Bunny Porn. Boy, was I squirming. The bunny conspiracy has gone too far this time.

Rest of the Pictures

Last Weekend: Shanghai Baby + Bell & Ross Diamonds Black + Lexus + Cartier Mini LOVE + I would like to have a Sally Bag in Deep Purple Please + Girls Night Out + Truth or Dare is only fun when you have Candid people + Ivin’s + Airport at Midnight + Margarita’s Mexican Food + Fajitas and Quesadillas + Food with Cheese can do no wrong + World’s Best Yong Tau Fu, according to my always exaggerating Dad + Supernatural Season II Checked

Luxury may buy temporary happiness, it cannot buy bliss. The much sought after, to have and to hold, is free. BUT so much more complicated. No warranty, no return policy, once broken considered “Aww that’s just too bad, you’ve already paid for it”.

One, Two, Three, Four.

I’ve always wanted to organise one of these, Birthday Tea Party perhaps?

Today, my mum asked if I wanna buy an apartment. How random. Haha. Is she trying to propose?

ONE

My old agents are asking a few girls to join some grid girls contest. It is supposed to be an open contest but there are private castings before applications are open. Rigged. Haha! Not the first one too.

Anyway, I’m over the age limit, kind of sad in a way. But a good way to make people grow out of their fame seeking tendencies, literally. Not that I have much to begin with.

Also, I don’t need a stupid contest, judged by panel of people I do not care about, to verify my worth.

I’m worth plenty. I don’t need anyone to tell me that.

TWO

Forget Gender Studies. Women should start reading Sammyboy and Men should start reading Cozycot. Enlightening, real and pretty scary.

The bitchiness, materialism and superficiality that goes on in one. The lechery, general disrespect for women and superficiality that goes on in the other. Makes me wonder why aren’t more people alone. Because do we really need them yucky awful beings? Ew.

Maybe anonymity filters out the dreg in people. Where are the cream of the crop.

THREE

Something random, I think I may have stumbled onto a new sideline… a Hairstylist! My friend is asking me to cut her hair for her. I’m serious. I’m asking her to pay me two bucks so that I can now say I was a paid hairstylist before. Hehehehehe.

START// FRI: Harold and Kumar Nonsense + The Diamond Ring I’ve been wanting to buy, a Present from Grandma + Fish Mart Sakuraya with the Family + Instant Noodles are Always Yummy. It’s Science & Technology. + Honey Dijon is my Favourite from Kettle’s + SAT: I Hate Liars + Uniqlo is the new Donut Factory (Singaporeans are ridiculously addicted to queuing up) + Double Date with Paul & Tiffany + At the End of Knowing. All I could think of was, Dear Girl, do not eat the ****ing Apple this time! + Paul wondered which unfortunate couple tio the Blue Whales + Indian Food at Lucky Plaza + KTV with a bunch of folks that do not like to sing!? + SUN: Easter Bunny Goes to Shanghai + Wester Rabbit’s Journey to the West + Supernatural Marathon I am FORSAWING! //END

The March/April Snaps.

Next time, I’ll collate a bunch of food snaps to show you the food heaven that I AM in. Gotta check that weight now, heard horror stories from folks in their 30s. It’s true, I’m hearing a lot of horror stories from folks in the 30s. PLEASE STOP and tell me I’ll be a total Glamourpuss ala SATC because I have huge hopes and what’s on TV is always true.

PS: Money’s on Matt Giraud and Adam Lambert. I cannot help it when guy can play a mean piano and he took up piano merely 4 years ago? WHAT!? And Adam is just too good, especially when he goes crazy on audio frequencies outta this world.

PPS: Mad World used to be on repeat after my obsession with Donnie Darko. I still prefer Gary Jules version but I was thrilled when he picked the song.

Just came back from dinner at the infamous and always crowded Mellben. A case of high expectations met by lacklustre experience. We had bee hoon soup and salted eggs crabs. The crabs were alright, prices were reasonable but I don’t think they are worth a second visit. I went to JB again last Sunday for my dose of Salted Egg Crabs. Now THAT was heavenly.

Last Weekend// My First and Also My Last Foot Massage + Toy Poodles are Taking Over My Yorkie Love + Roadside BBQ looked dubious but tastes great + Nandos! + Old Skool Tidbits + Paul’s the Lollipop Man + 5 people, Snugged in the Car + Seafood Again! + A Chat with a Couple of Architects + Oh How I Love Creative People //

At work, we did this video shoot that was really fun to do, a spoof of the famous ipod silhouette ads. I had a really good laugh over it. And today we did this MTV shoot with moves copied from Jaiho. Er have I told you I really hate that song? Seriously, it’s awful and annoying. I swear the Oscars panel is deaf.

Oh and I think I’m gonna “invest” in a watch. I’ve fallen for Bell & Ross square case round dial design. Plus I’ve always had this quaint affection for the Ampersand. Bunny asks me to get a Rolex but er Zzz….. SNORE. Let’s see if this want wears off.

Lastly, I stumbled onto this series of Doll Photography which are absolutely gorgeous, if you overlook the creepy part.

Second doll looks so ethereal that it’s hard to keep my eyes off her. She’s one of the Supia Dolls, A-List Dolls that make normal dolls look like The Muppets and Blythe Dolls look like dog shit. And that’s an insult to the dogs.

New ideas for a new design! Inspirational strikes are real, non creative people, dry spells is not an excuse for laziness. This is why I’m not a designer, my inspiration strikes are unreliable, I might have to eat grass for months before something come along.

Something striked today. Sweet! On to the drawing boards!

Anyway, I told my colleague about notcot.org, my favourite website ever, and he went ahead to create a content publication engine that emulates notcot’s distinctive gridbased presentation style. WTH!!!! DO NOT KILL NOTCOT!

From now on, I’m keeping Web Gems to myself, Raur!

Oh I found a style muse, the adorable Krysten Ritter. I’ve got Krysten inspired hair and bangs! But I seem to be the only one who like it. Never mind, at least I can see better now and the eyebrows have came out of hiding.