making fucking guai lan faces while it’s still acceptable to do so. simply because i’m still looking like a schoolgirl while chasing 30. for posterity’s (and honesty’s) sake though, that was actually a Gratuitous Photo of Yourself Tuesday. i look way worse on a work day than a holiday, duh. ni baru gambar rabu. ish.
it’s been two years since i’ve last dropped to my knees, begging ming for my not-so-semi-regular haircuts and now bombshell is back. as flashy fabulous as ever. his 1/250 second reaction to my laggy blackberry shutter pose. the place is lovely and the wallpaper from the old place makes me feel so at home. so [...]
semi-regular girls’ night outing took us to subang parade (fyi it was the shopping mall to be before the parking death traps sunway pyramid, one utama, mid valley and pavilion) in search of some xtra-small baju raya. i’ve never owned my own baju anything. a hari raya tradition of mine is to arrive at baby’s [...]
just looking at some old photos (yes, i’m stalking myself) while waiting for my blackberry to update. or not. it’s a stubborn motherfucker like its owner.
dawn went for a haircut for the first time in a year (and no, a measly trim does not a haircut make). i was having a bad day and so i begged her to take me along. there was some sort of office bet going on that she wouldn’t dare get a mohawk-type do. HA-HA! [...]
so, seeing as how easy it is to lomo-fy photos (tweak R,G & B curves respectively; contrast curves, overlay another solid; add noise) i guess it can’t be the look i’m in love with. so what is it? the spontaneity? the breaking of traditional framing conventions? the indie street cred? or is it a simple [...]
had a major itch to get a trim. yes, i know i said i was growing it. yes, i know i said no more bleach. but really, did anyone (except for za) take me seriously? called peekaboo, hairkunst, and raymond’s but none were good (peekaboo closes at 8pm, hairkunst was packed, raymond’s recommended stylist wasn’t [...]
was feeling all hot and bothered by phantom hair scratching at my nape and tickling the tips of my ears. so i skipped lunch (anorexic whore) and popped by jantzen salon (thanks to the misleading “20+” signage). got this guy ryan who only muttered a very cringeworthy “i’ll cut it short and make it yeah” [...]
’tis a bit trite after the previous post, but *shrugs* loved the caption to bits. my friends are as brilliant as my expressions are cacat.
as a writer in a creative advertising agency, i’ve learned how audiences have evolved into savvy, choosy, fickle-minded freaks. as a consumer, i’m an advertiser’s dream come true. a couple of weeks or so after reading kimberlycun’s and cynthia’s (like duh, obviously completely totally 100% sponsored) posts about garnier pure, i trot out to buy [...]