The past weekend with muh homies \m/

Rebekah: HI LOOK AT ME, I'M SO PRETTY!

Brendan: HI LOOK AT ME, I'M A TOTAL MONKEY.

This is Andy's attempt to insinuate something dirty.. Think of the male anatomy.

Timbre's thin crust four-cheese pizza. FABULOUS. Worth every ounce of fat.

And now, I retire to bed. Gotta get up early to go to SIM tomorrow, and attend the Men's Fashion Week at night. GOODNIGHT ALL!

Because what will make us humans, if we lose the ability to love?

Throughout the course of the past few nights, I’ve realized just how.. Fortunate I am, to be in this place; this point in my life.

I see people heading out, night after night. Getting sloshed, getting their game on with members of the other sex, dancing, partying and living the hedonistic lifestyle.
I won’t deny that I do enjoy the occasional drinking session or night out, but after distancing myself from that lifestyle, it has lead me to think: what are these people trying to achieve?

I was once one of them. I used to party three times a week, getting pissed drunk out of my mind and having uncensored fun. I used it to fill the hole in my life; to feel more alive.

Now I reminisce about the past and how it might have made me a better person or contributed to my life and all I can draw is.. A blank.

Are we not all just searching for something to excite our lives? Something that’s a break from the otherwise monotonous cycle? Something that might help define us? Something that might fill the gaping hole when we lay down at night, alone?

I’ve never been more thankful for having met Jiewei. Yes, I’ve finally said his name. He’s the most amazing thing that has happened to me thus far. I can safely say that I’ve never felt this way before; it’s more than passion, desire or infatuation.

Through these seven months, I’ve learned the meaning of selfless love, the meaning of commitment, the meaning of trust, hope, faith, devotion, acceptance and most importantly: to love myself.

I don’t need to yearn for excitement; I don’t need to crave attention nor covet the temptations and materialistic desires of the physical world anymore. I’d admit that at times, the memory of the thrill of the chase and the drunken nights of partying still induce a frail desire in me.. But I stop and realize; I’ve found what I want. And I need no more.

Because what will make us humans, if we lose the ability to love?

Stupid information found on real actual product labels in the USA

On a string of Chinese-made Christmas lights:
FOR INDOOR OR OUTDOOR USE ONLY.
(As opposed to what...use in outer space?)

On a bag of Potato Crisps:
YOU COULD BE A WINNER! NO PURCHASE NECESSARY. DETAILS INSIDE.
(The shoplifter special!)

On an American Airlines packet of nuts:
INSTRUCTIONS - OPEN PACKET, EAT NUTS.
(I'm sure glad they cleared that up.)

Hahaha. I miss my boyfriend.
Goodnight!

What does it take to feel alive?

Why are we, humans, so allergic to inactivity? Is the mundane life really that.. Repulsive?

Why do we constantly feel the need to search for excitement? Constantly search for new things? Constantly search for something refreshing; something tantalizing; something.. Invigorating?

Okay so.. I'm up at 3.25am in the morning with Big Bang Theory (winning American Sitcom) playing on the other laptop while I compulsively photoshop pictures for the next collection till my eyes beg for mercy. But I swear, it's worth it. I'm pretty sure you'd love the upcoming collection as much as I do; I've kept 4 designs from it for myself! Like the drapey blue dress up there. Casual and chic!

My stomach's growling. Think I'll take a breather and toast up some garlic bread and watch America's Next Top Model. CYCLE 16!



But before that.. Magnum Double Chocolate Ice Cream for you?
Great pick-me-up at the wee hours of the morning to keep me going. Yumz~

Sugar overdose makes me strange..

AWKWARD SITUATIONS

I'm pretty sure most of you have had encounters with such similar situations before: You're sitting in the office, doing your work and minding your business. By and by, a colleague gets up and you hear him say, ‘Hey, I'm going to the pantry to get a drink. Want anything?’

Before you look away from whatever you're doing, you assume he's talking to you and you respond enthusiastically, ‘Yeah! I'd like...’

And at this moment, you look up to complete your sentence, only to realize that your colleague wasn't talking to you. You stop mid-sentence, rigid with horror and sheer embarrassment. Your colleagues turn to stare at you expectantly (some might even have smirks on their faces, basking in your humiliation), and you wish to heavens that the floor would just open up and swallow you whole, saving you the painful mortifying awkwardness.

Solution?

Continue your sentence and pretend that you were singing.
‘Yeah! I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND I CANNOT LIE! YOU OTHER BROTHERS CAN'T DENY! WHEN A GIRL WALKS IN WITH AN...’

It's best to do this enthusiastically and shake a little to the beat to look more convincing. Also, it would be ideal to turn your attention back to whatever you were doing and pretend you are completely oblivious to their stares.

Alternatively, you could just set yourself on fire. Or fake a heart attack. Whichever works fine.

Photoshoot for collection 48 today.
Some really unglamorous shitty shots for comic relief..

Obligatory 'jump shot' pictures for lack of better things to do.


Scratching my face. Hahaha.

Meet Charmant and her boyfriend, Bread Pit.

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii. This is me trying to smile like a normal human being and look at my ugly vampire tooth right at the top left hand corner. =(

Today I stepped on a snail. With my wedge boot. Followed by an ominous crushing sound. And maniacal shrieking ensued from my mouth. The mess of slimy guts mixed with solid cracked shell is NOT a pretty scene. That was the single most disturbing thing that happened to me today. Oh, that and coming home to realize I had no sanitary napkins left to stem my monthly blood secretion. None. Zilch. Zero.

I locked my toilet door, stripped, showered, dried myself and opened the toilet cupboard only to come to the horrific realization that I had left my brand new pack of sanitary napkins I had just bought in Charmant's bag.

Thank you, deficient memory glands. You have really started to become an inconvenience in my life.

So I stood rooted to the spot for 2 full minutes, considering my options.
Option 1: I could wear an old pair of ugly undies I hate and walk to the store to buy sanitary napkins.
Option 2: I could stuff an exorbitant amount of toilet paper down my pants to act as a pad replacement.

I could immediately see some glaring problems with both options. Option 1 would inadvertently result in a bloodstained pair of panties, and I'm too vain to own any old or ugly underwear I would be willing to sacrifice. Option 2 would eventually become a disgusting mess of scrunched up tissue paper, hourly visits to the loo and a bloodstained bedsheet.

After careful consideration, I decided to go with Option 1. So I put on a pair of undies and prepared to go down to the store, when I saw it.

One, just one last sanitary napkin lying on my sister's desk. OHHHH, how my heart leapt for joy. I dived and grabbed it and smothered it with kisses and I literally felt like this:

As stolen from YOKO'S BLOG. TOO FUCKING CUTE TO RESIST!!!!!!!!!!! She is pure, unadulterated genius, I swear.

I'm sorry I'm rambling.
Maggie noodles..?

This is a close-up image of how horrific my skin really looks like. And this is AFTER my BB cream and powder.



A couple of you have been asking me on formspring on ways to match a cropped bralet top. This is how I do it! With a super high wasited skirt.
Cropped Bralet from Topshop, draped skirt from Kisslocke, briefcase bag from Valentino.

My 3am supper: three golden chocolate balls!

I for one have never believed in the bullshit drivel about 2012 being the end of time and the signs that may signal it. The movie that everyone's all hyped up about? Yeah, that's just marketing tosh. Playing on the fear of the unknown.. Clever publicity stunt.

What I do know for sure, though, is the upsurge of natural disasters that have been happening over the recent years. Any nobody, I repeat: Nobody deserves to experience the grief and loss that these victims had to undergo.

I saw a recent tweet on my twitter timeline (my friend retweeted it) that said ‘Why should we pray for Japan when they made us suffer for 3 years under the Japanese Occupation?’

To that I say, I feel sorry for you.

My initial reaction was disbelief and anger. How could anyone be as ignorant and ill-informed as this girl? You don’t open your mouth and spew rubbish and make yourself look all boorish and downright crass. The Japanese occupation happened years ago and yes, I’ll admit that the soldiers did some awful and inhumane stuff to our ancestors, legitimized by the Japanese government and ignored by the Japanese citizens. Yes, I admit that resentment may still exist in some of us who had families directly affected by the Japanese Occupation. But none of that justifies malicious feelings expressed towards victims of natural disasters. These are people who have lost their families, lost their homes, lost their entire lives and you can sit here on your little island gloating? What kind stupid, senseless creature are you?

I wrote an angst-riddled tweet about the subject matter, and received a text from Lucas saying this:

“You can't blame her, maybe her family was affected by the Japanese Occupation. We don’t know, some people are just like that – Selfish and ignorant, constantly living in the past and never seeing what's happening right at the moment and the seriousness of the situation. You should pity this girl instead, for not being able to look past old mistakes and at what’s happening right in front of her.”

To that, I say amen.

I shouldn't persecute her for being ignorant. I shouldn’t persecute her for being ill-informed. Instead, I feel sorry for her. Sorry for her inability to open her eyes and see, open her mind and understand. I feel sorry for the future of our generation: That (some of) our youths can be so sadly myopic, always dwelling in the self-gratifying lifestyle, always seeking hedonistic fulfilment and never seeking to understand the things that are happening right under their very noses. I'll readily admit that I was once like that, and I do still enjoy the occasional relapse now and then - But I ensure that I think before I speak and keep abreast with current affairs and with that, I shall end this expose in peace.

In other news, if everything works out according to plan, I'd be the head stylist for an independent film by an ex MTV VJ this weekend! So stoked so stoked so stoked and jittery with excitement. ^_^

Some outfits that caught my eye at the Louis Vuitton 2011 Fall Runway at Fashion Week. They've nailed the whole risqué military look with oversized blazers, micro briefs, thigh-high socks, structured head gear + bags + footwear, floaty billowy white chiffon paired with hard weaved leather and strong accessories. Mad love!

A couple of cheap but chic alternatives to the Louis Vuitton collection: All very wearable for the local weather. Everything's from Forever21.com (AND SO CHEAP! Thank the brilliant exchange rates now) and Topshop. Love the snakeskin micro shorts from Topshop - A great alternative to panty-shaped briefs that may get you arrested upon sight.

In other news, I have a whole lot of pent-up opinions about the Japan Earthquake and the mixed reactions from some local (ill-informed, ignorant and embarrassingly stupid) youths, but I've learnt not to pass judgement so.. Maybe another day.

I JUST DISCOVERED SKYPE!
I know right!? How slow am I?!

Anyway, Collection 48’s up on Kisslocke!

These four items are my favourite picks of this collection. Check out the Beaumont Wraith Chiffon Dress designed and manufactured by us that’s great for work! I love how floaty and ethereal it is – classy and sophisticated! Other work-friendly dresses include the midnight blue pleated number at the far right of the picture above!

I’m going down to the IT fair at Suntec tomorrow to purchase a DSLR camera.. Decided it’s about time we owned one for photoshoots instead of constantly renting and throwing good money down the drain. Anyone know of any good cameras of reasonable pricing for studio shoots? DO HELP ME PLEASE! I'm a complete noob when it comes to technical things like these.

Okay that’s all I have to say for now. I’m getting distracted by Shit My Dad Says playing on Funshion on the other laptop. Hahahaha. Shall go get my donut out of the fridge and start eating like a cow. GOODNIGHT!