Cheesecake right NOWWW for supper. o_O

I'm crazy tired from an entire day of house moving. I kept falling asleep at random intervals on furniture like the couch, tables and floor.. And getting rudely awaken by my mom unceremoniously shaking me awake, violently.

Dragged my tired ass out of the house to meet Jocey. We were intending to drop by the No Label store at Bugis for their shopping buffet event but we were too late. They had a brilliant concept though I can't figure out how they managed to make money or even cover their cost price with such a generous giveaway. Basically, a shopping buffet is an event where you purchase a carrier bag for a fixed price, and you can stuff as many clothing items / accessories into it as you can. It's a fucking good deal, considering that the carrier bags were going at just $35 and you could probably stuff up to 8 pieces of clothing items into it if you know how to fold them into teeny tiny little squares. And knowing Singaporeans.. The bags were probably stuffed to their bursting points.

Anyway, I realized that my entire outfit for the day cost less than $50. I am amazed at myself. I'm usually not cost-conscious AT ALL when it comes to my clothes but it just so happened my entire outfit was super budget today! Lolol. I'm such a smart shopper. ^_^

Relationships.

How do you know when it's right? How do you know when it's wrong? How do you know when it's the right time to walk away?

I used to be in love with the notion of love. I used to dream of great romantic gestures, walks on the beach, kissing in the rain, traveling to far flung countries and showing off to the world how I've found a great partner.

After meeting Jw, I realized that I didn't actually need my life to come straight out of a romantic novel. I didn't need crazy romantic acts, I didn't need him to pamper me nor lavish me with any material gifts.

All I really needed was his love; his pure, unadulterated love that made me feel secure, that made me feel important, that made me feel like I was the only person who mattered in the world. He taught me so much and he fought to get through to me and embrace me as a broken shell of a person.

But situations present themselves and force changes to take place. It's hard dealing with change, especially when you've fought so hard to resist it in the first place. I find myself slowly slipping down the priority list and I understand that career is important especially at the starting stage, but to me, I would gladly give up a job than give up my relationship because a job can be easily replaced.

At times, I rethink my entire relationship and question if I deserve better. How does one find a partner who will put you before everything else in his life, and for you to actually feel the same way in return?

The most elusive thing in this world is unconditional romantic love between a man and woman. It is the single most coveted treasure that only some find.

Here I am, awake at 3.30am once again and positively starving to death. I can see only 2 options that may take me out of the intense hunger that strikes me routinely:

Option A
Learn how to cook.

Clearly impossible, seeing how I once managed to fry one hashbrown; just one single hashbrown for 20 WHOLE MINUTES, with it winding up still uncooked in the end. Don't ask me how that happened. The answer to which eludes me to this very day.

Option B
Write letters to the government/ministry of food resource with suggestions for them to implement more 24hour food delivery services.

I really don't know if there is such an establishment as the Ministry Of Food Resource. Then again, I've always been sadly ill-informed on any subject matter other than Harry Potter, unicorns and goblins so my mental inadequacy doesn't bother me much.

I can, of course, venture into another possible option: Stock up the refrigerator with preserved and processed food items. But constantly surviving on a diet of cookies, cereal and bread does make you wanna rip your pillows in frustration after a while.

Oh well.

What I ate for dinner today:




BONCHON CRISPY CHICKEN!
I can't begin to explain how fabulous this is. Granted, it's oily and fatty enough to clog your arteries but I swear every bite is worth the potential heart burn. It's crispy, spicy, tangy, tingly, chewy and juicy. Like an explosion of flavour on your tongue.

The fries taste amazing on their own too, but I personally like drenching them in their signature thai sweet chilli sauce. Overall the entire meal may be a little salty so a refreshing beverage after which is necessary.

Food topics aside, a recent small haul:



Envelope clutch bag - Roomy enough to stuff all my junk.
Oversized double-breasted blazer coat in SALMON! Gorgeous.
Dolce & Gabbana pleated blouse - I've always loved Dolce.
Polaroid 600 film for antique polaroid cameras.
Eyelashes that look like spiders.
Makeup remover - This product is really good. It's some Japanese brand that can be found at Watsons. Oil-free so it doesn't clog your pores, yet removes your makeup effortlessly. I cannot stress how important it is to remove every scrap of makeup from your face before you sleep.
You don't wanna end up looking like this:

Supper last night at Casuarina with the gang.. I WON MONOPOLY DEAL 2 OUT OF 4 TIMES! *jumps up and down* I usually NEVER win at card games. I kept getting dealbreaker, sly deals and forced deals although I didn't know what to do with them till Lucas and Alethea helped me. What a loser, I know..

I'm up for a quiet night tonight. Gonna head over to Jw's place in a bit. I'm seriously tempted to go down to Zouk for Crookers tonight, though. Everyone seems to be going! And it doesn't help that Vic, Jon, Iggy and co are all tempting me. Perhaps I should go - After all, Jw's gonna be playing mahjong at his place while I find means to entertain myself in his room. *grumble grumble*

Midnight Supper:

A little past midnight though - Didn't realize it was already 2am. You know there's a supposed 'healing period' for the body that goes on from 11pm to 1am, but you actually have to be asleep for that to work out? Yeah, I've been trying to target that for the past 2 months and failing miserably.

Anyway, a portion of makeup I regularly use:

Smashbox face primer that smooths out shallow lines and makes your makeup last for hours! MAC Gel Eyeliner, assortment of eyeshadows and lipstick, lipgloss from Victoria's Secret, TheFaceShop's BB Cream, Too Faced eye makeup primer (will hold your eye makeup in place!) and bronzing/highlighting powder. Been clearing my room out in preparation for moving at the end of this month, which I'm really quite sad about. I've grown accustomed to living in a single-storey house. You won't believe how convenient it is to walk to the kitchen and grab a snack at night. It's like, 8 steps away!? And now we're moving back to a mansionette and I'll have to traipse up and down the damned stairs each time I feel like grabbing cookies or a drink from the kitchen. On the upside it'll give me some form of exercise..

a long drawn-out segment of sub-consciousness

I'm so tired; so weary. The journey seems to stretch on for miles and miles and often, I just want to reach the end and call it a day. I often find myself wondering: Is this ALL there is to life? Is this what I’ve been put here on earth for – To just.. Exist? I believe we are all here to fulfil a purpose and until we discern what it is, we will forever be lost.

I used to believe I was a tool for a greater plan from up above. To all you non-believers, you may scoff and call me naive, but haven't you ever questioned if this was all what life had to offer? What if everything here on earth was a test? What if your entire life was just a long drawn-out segment of sub-consciousness that you snap awake from upon meeting the human perception of ‘death’?

Each time I try to put my heart into something; each time I try to believe in what is pure and good, it comes back to stab me in the back. Why does the journey have to be so damn hard? Why does it feel like someone's pulling my heart out and stomping on it with metal spiked boots just for kicks? Why do I hold on when the pain outweighs the gain?

How do you define a ‘perfect relationship’?

What are the qualities that go into achieving one?

I have learned, through the past seven months or so, that perfection isn’t what it’s all cracked up to be.

He may not be the smartest; nor the wealthiest. He may not be sensitive enough to my emotions or my needs. He may be selfish at times; he may put other things before me. He may occasionally make me feel unimportant or even unappreciated. He may make me question my investment and my time spent on this relationship.

But I’ve come to realize that I’m not perfect either. I’m forgetful, lazy, insensitive and incredibly argumentative. I pick fights and get unreasonably angry over the smallest things. Yet he loves me, and has loved me right from the start despite how broken I was. He took the time and effort to rebuild me, piece by piece; and he taught me things I never thought I would ever understand.

What makes a relationship work is mutual respect and the ability to see your partner’s imperfections as.. Perfection. We learn to accept a person for who he is, despite all his shortcomings and undesirable traits. Do our parents love us any less for our inadequacy? Do we love our parents any less for any weaknesses that they may have? I don’t know about you, but for me the answer is a resounding no. If we can love our families unconditionally, why can’t we extend that border to include our partners or the people around us? Must we give love; only to expect it in return?

It’s funny how love is the only thing that can be divided without being diminished; the only thing that we can give freely without losing anything in return – Yet humans are rarely generous with it.

We take for granted the things that we should be giving thanks for. :)

Collection 51: PEPPERMINT SCHNAPPS & STRAWBERRY MOJITOS has just been launched!

Check out the Toga Jumpsuit and Scallop Edged Dress - My personal favourites in this collection! Both are made from quality material (non-crease spandex and elastane / thick slightly structured cotton blend) and look effortlessly chic! Mad comfy too. Anyway, hope you girls would love this collection as much as I do! :D

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I'm slowly dying of hunger while tappity tapping on my keyobard. I'm waiting for 4am to come so I can order my MacD's Breakfast. I know, diet plan has proven unsuccessful once again. How do people find the discipline to stick to one of those!?

we should put bullets through the heads of brainless men

I cannot, for the life of me, begin to comprehend why some guys cannot understand that girls simply may not want to dance with them in clubs.

I received a question in my formspring account a few months back from a guy who asked (something along the lines of) 'why do girls get so bitchy when guys try to dance with them in clubs?' He then followed up with 'if you don't want to get touched or dance with guys in clubs, then don't even club.'

To which, I say 'IS YOUR BRAIN IN YOUR ASS!?'

Guys seem to have the mentality that girls go to clubs for the sole purpose of hooking up. I'm sorry to disappoint you, guys, but not all girls do that. And even if they were, haven't you heard about this little thing called 'quality control'? We don't just let any guy dance with us (or grope us, for that matter). We can choose whoever we decide to talk to. If a girl rejects you? Well, you probably didn't meet the cut then. Leave with your last shreds of self respect. Guys who get confrontational and diss girls for being 'proud' or 'high and mighty' for rejecting them are deluded children. Are you guys trying to tell me YOU would accept ANY GIRL that comes your way with no regard to choices? Yeah, probably so.. Seeing how you guys think with your dicks.

Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that us, girls, have the freedom to decide who we wish to acknowledge and if you get rejected, blame nobody but yourself. Don't go hating on us.

Then there are the guys who come up stealthily behind girls and start slowly grinding us and here's the best part - when we notice and turn to glare at the guy, he looks away nonchalantly and acts like he didn't do anything.

HELLO!? Do you think we are stupid? Do you think we don't have the balls to smash your face in?

All I'm saying is that us girls are entitled to a night of fun and enjoyment without guys raining on our parades. We should be able to walk through a crowd without being groped or grinded or shouted at for telling a guy to stick it up where it fits.

If men say that girls should expect these things to happen in clubs and thus, do not have the right to complain, then these men really should try discussing that with the singapore law enforcement. Because if you touch the wrong damn girl in a club and she decides to take it up with the authorities, you're gonna have to go through a load of shit to clear your name.

So smarten up, guys. Know your place and keep your hands where we can see them.

Freshly launched Online Store!
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Very determined to change my lifestyle and revert to normal sleeping hours. This nocturnal lifestyle has gone on for long enough. Though I do actually find working till 6am in the morning through the night strangely therapeutic and much more productive, my body never fails to remind me that humans aren't built to accommodate such sleeping patterns.

So I WILL wake up at 12pm tomorrow, even if it kills me. Wouldn't hurt to get some exercise in throughout the day too, and start eating healthier.

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Okay, all that healthy living shit will start tomorrow. Today, I'll enjoy my last night (or morning, rather) photoshopping while watching Friends and waiting for my MacDelivery to arrive. They should engage me as an ambassador.. I eat so much of their food I'm surprised that I haven't turned into a giant hamburger yet. Though I probably have the same amount of fat and calories in my arteries..

Okay back to work! Launching the 51st Collection this Thursday. Check back!! ^_^

Soft Shell Crab!

DELICIOUS FISH&CHIPS

Just got home from dinner with the girls! I love them all so much. They never fail to perk up my days with good company, stimulating conversations and exorbitant amounts of food.

We headed down to Sun Ray Cafe! It’s a cosy little space in a side road leading off Serangoon Gardens. Good ambience, exceptional service and pretty decent food! Their Fish and Chips are fabulous, and so are their desserts. Their pastas could be improved upon, though. That aside, I’d definitely recommend you pay the place a visit!

douche alert!

I can't believe that people THIS STUPID still exist.

Why can't I keep viewing the world through my rose-tinted glasses?

So.. I'm at Charmant’s place having a celebratory glass of bad decisions as a reward after a hard day's work launching Kisslocke's 50th collection. Anything to justify the indulgence in good champagne. ^_^

I find myself wondering, yet again, why I’m constantly focusing on my own petty problems when there are much bigger issues going on around the world. Take Japan, for example. They’ve just experienced yet another earthquake that measures a 7.5 on the richter scale.

Aren't we all inherently selfish? How many of us would actually do anything without expecting something in return? When we do a good deed, do we not feel the teeny tiniest shred of self-satisfaction and applaud ourselves for our generosity?
To quote one of my best friends, ‘Why have we, humans, evolved to what we are? Why can't we do something out of the purity of our hearts?’

In response, I say that the society plays a huge role in shaping us into what we are today - the constant need for competition, the perpetual struggle to succeed financially and socially and the relentless tussle we experience just so we can go on living day by day.

But society aside, humans (like any other animals) are born with survival instincts. We learn to hustle to survive, even if it means compromising on our values and turning on one another. Lions and tigers kill their own kind when food sources are scarce too. Even dogs will fight over mates and territories. It's inbuilt in all of us in our struggle for continued existence.

I wish to see the world from a child's eyes – to be filled with hope and purity, where good and evil are clearly segmented and to believe in honour, integrity and justice.

As I grow as a person, I get more and more disillusioned about mankind.

Why can't I keep viewing the world through my rose-tinted glasses?

Men's 2011 Fashion Week!

Okay so.. As promised, pictures from the Men’s Fashion Week!

I attended the set on local designers: Reckless Erica, Elohim, Evenodd and ATZU.

A perfect fusion of drape detailing, layers and military-esque touches in muted shades of monochrome, nude and safari were seen across all collections, creating the perfect eye-catching combinations that can still be suitable for daily wear. And I fell in love with the most perfect pair of leather/latex accented pants. I especially loved how everything seemed unisex – I would gladly pick some pieces off the racks for my own wardrobe!

Also, the amount of unadulterated hotness (I saw Utt and Julian Hee!) condensed in an auditorium was the perfect icing on my cake. The fangirl inside me screams in delight.

Okay, on to peektures!

What I wore to the fashion show: Kisslocke dress, Dolce & Gabbana sheer blouse, Valentino briefcase bag, shoes from korea.


On Vic: Reckless Erica draped dress, Zara clutch, Korean shoes.

Didn't love the last collection as much as the rest. The shoulder details seemed a little OTT and flimsy.. Then again, I've never been one to appreciate far out futuristic designs in the world of fashion.

Okay, goodnight!