i’ve never owned my own baju anything. a hari raya tradition of mine is to arrive at baby’s house on the night of the first day half naked (a pair of hot pants and a tank top, which will earn me a spanking from mima), streak past her house guests and plonk myself into her lovely outfits.

surprise surprise, i bought a yellow (YELLOW!) kebaya for RM200, which the girls assure me is the standard peak season price. looking at the delicate fabric and intricate handiwork, i’m not surprised at how much it costs. but why is the one-piece kain sarung the same price? tsk.

bbm’ed JT a photo of myself in full regalia. he said i look so un-malay, the assumption will be that i’m malaccan. my supposed heritage mah, hon.

according to my guru, amcorp stocks some affordable kains. so i guess that’s where the next girls’ night will be ;)

update wtf:
kain: amcorp – RM49, subang parade RM199.90
kerongsang (brooch): amcorp – RM25, subang parade RM120

firstly, no work. secondly, adik khairul aka hanip proclaimed awhile back that he had never (like never) experienced the trashy guilty pleasure that is karaoke. for real, i never knew people like this existed. so off we went to pop his k-cherry with aplomb.

but before that, some asianposes with my lovely.

they made us, VIP red box “members” wait a whole 7 minutes for the room. oh, the travesty.

the only logical karaoke joint was red box at the curve, which we dropped by at 11pm. cipet, missed the buffet. i officiated the cherry-popping ceremony with “北京一夜” which elicited what i could only imagine was a mixture of chagrin, amazement and horror. haniff was wondering what the hell he got himself into.

hello. like only the bestest fun ever. there was no mic-hogging solo bullshit that night. every song was a group anthem to be yelled out at the top of our lungs. so much so in fact, i secretly had to lower the mic volume more than a couple of times. (sorry, by.)

haniff, i hope you appreciated this. just for you.

6 jugs of beer worked their magic, loosening tongues and ridding us all of that nasty habit we call manners. soon there was dancing and jumping and gyrating to: michael learns to rock. fool’s garden. queen. cranberries. britney. kanye “i am the biggest douchbag in the history of mankind” west featuring estelle. backstreet boys. KRU. peterpan. beatles. carpenters. the darkness.

anthemic. that’s right.

we sang ourselves hoarse.

kanye west still fucking sucks.

i was initially worried we wouldn’t last till 4am. but of course none of them wanted to leave when the time came because awesome karaoke sessions with the awesome evil gang are well, awesome.

pump enough beer into ‘em and suddenly everyone wants their 5 minutes.

no prizes for guessing what poses these are.

thanks to all the attendees of justincat’s evil karaoke cherry-popping red box session, do come again. we’ll miss you, hanip. x

super baby @ urbanscapes

anti-social behaviour @ urbanscapes (at least aroha and i were playing mario kart together)

Chelsea Maika design

my new golden half. thanks, sayang. :)

photos below stolen from khairul.

it’s 2004 and we’re sorting through your clothes ala bundle-style. i feel stylo just like you.

we meet under shitty circumstances in 2006 with cuntfaces and cheebyes over vietnamese coffee. but it’s ok. we have girl talk and each other.

it’s 2009 and we’ve had girls’ night and birthday kisses and shopping and partying and everything else in between. i love how you get me (the cynical nasty bitch) excited about everything. your company is a terribly clichéd shining beacon of light in my life. everything is somehow happier, better, fun-er and awesome-er when you’re around.

bestnya hidup aku because you’re in it.

happy 10th anniversary, echo(saya)punya.

justine, beckoning says:
colleague la
she bought me the doggie

Baby Ya Bay says:
aaaaaahhhhhh
asallah gambar dia ada kat situ?

justine, beckoning says:
why why?
sbb i upload la!

Baby Ya Bay says:
bzztt… psycho bff bitch mode on

justine, beckoning says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAH
ohhhhhh!
i love you the best

Baby Ya Bay says:
:D

justine, beckoning says:
silly girlfriend

baby: ada orang dah 33!

tokidoki

tokidoki for onitsuka tiger

<3

birthday kisses is <3

come august, we’ll all be… 19!

purchasing this bag, we were assured by the stall owner that it was indeed an “original vincci”, which stunned both of us into anguished silence. it was so painful holding our laughter back, i tell you. original vincci, ok. omg don’t play.

got this pleather mng vest and a cute wife beater for RM15. can we all say it together? what a fucking steal.

then on aroha’s birthday dinner, i was presented with a shiny sparkly clutch from kak elly and a green playsuit from yc (which i switched with baby for pink, soweee!).

macam birthday aku la pulak!

then baby and i just finished a yum cha session at our favourite weird cheap shopping heaven. we went a little crazy at this shop which sold cosmetic utensils from RM2 – RM8. altogether, my haul was RM13 while hers was RM15.

what what what is this: foot scraper, eyelash curler (with free rubber lining!), nail buff and eyeshadow foam brushes. wow, i mean, wow. will i ever use them all? probably not. but is that besides the point? duh! the point is that this haul is only RM13!

<3 our cheap shopping

walaupun tidak ada satu titik arak yang ditelani saya dan tidak ada mana-mana peraturan jalan raya yang dilanggari, namun keluarlah perasaan gelabah terpendam dan lutut saya bergetar semasa memandu whoopeewee (nasib baik kereta saya transmisi auto).

pihak polis memberi signal untuk berhentikan kereta lalu mempersoalkan saya tentang beberapa perkara (iaitu: dari mana, ke mana dll). rasanya, saya menjawab dalam suara yang penuh kesopanan dengan muka perempuan ayu asli, kerana polis itu pun senyum dengan menyuruh saya balik ke rumah.

hairannya saya dengan kelakuan sendiri. kenapa la saya rasa takut dengan ahli-ahli pihak berkuasa?

diperiksa oleh cik faridah zulkiflie: _________________
markah: _______________
lulus / gagal

post adalah latihan bahasa melayu pertama untuk tahun 2009 dan ditulis saja untuk /gdk (“gelak dengan kuat” adalah penciptaan saya yang bermaksud “LOL” dalam bahasa inggeris).

hi, my name is justine. and i have diva moments every time i’m in the vicinity of the one and only true queen – baby zulkiflie.

not only is she stylish, trendy, cute, excitable, hot and sexy, she is also a super bad-ass.

when we head out for lapsap (her favourite night) she cares not for the peons and minions, she only cares about 1) dancing backwards 2) diva poses and 3) xu

clubbing with her makes me feel like a diva by proxy.

do not get in the way of her backwards dance. you will regret it.

all hail the diva pout

this is the Ultimate Diva Pose ™ which is usually done just before the Iron Death Grip© (and if you do not deem her worthy enough as a Diva, she will use it on you).

kthnkxbai!

cik faridah sungguh “groupie” apabila terada di dalam bilik sama degan si xu daripada kumpulan elektro terkenal, lapsap.

i present hard evidence:

what the hell is she doing?
is she:
a) requesting a song – cream – rather forcefully
b) smelling xu’s fragrant hat
c) whispering (or shouting) sweet nothings into his ear

the correct answer is “d”. she is doing none of the above.

rupanya, mereka hanya sedang

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hold hands!

here’s a screencap of snarky comments i left on her facebook. ;p

i’m going to laugh myself to sleep tonight. :D

she texted me early, asking if i wanted to join her fashionista meetup, but my shoes aren’t awesome enough so i skipped it.

we did head to replacement after that because diva ming is just super hard to get a hold of. takey gave me a cut (he left me my fringe) and dyed the sides.

looks very much like jacinta’s old cut (and even the new) but i figure i’m done copying joyce so this was the next logical step seeing as i have no originality or hip-ness of my own. ;)

baby got her fringe trimmed for free. awesome or what?

chomelest girl in the world. i will accept no arguements.