one two three four, tell me that you love me more

So now that I'm back in Sydney and school starts in a couple of days time I wish I were back in Singapore stuffing my face with pineapple tarts and love letters (i wonder why they're called love letters). It's been a really crazy and hectic time trying to move out of my apartment that I used to share with 4 other girls. Thank goodness its all over now. What's worse is that I had the housemate from hell, bail on us last minute and didn't come back to pack her stuff. But anyway I really miss home now, even though towards the end of my holiday there I was all ready to head back here. There's something about Chinese New Year that makes it a really good holiday. It might be the pineapple tarts, or the love letters, or the cashew nut cookies, or the dishes my mother labours over in the kitchen the whole day (becoming very grumpy) or maybe the angpaos I get $$$. Okay maybe its all of these things.

I love lo hei! I could eat it everyday, who cares how many calories it is!!!

My sister and I. She's wearing just one of her 10 million Bonito Chico dresses.

My two cousins and my headless eldest brother, who is, apparently camera shy when he's just woken up (yup, for dinner)

My second brother who was reading Naruto on his blackberry.

My sister and our cousins

Small eye photo, but LOOK AT MY HEELS!

Dress from Valleygirl, Cardigan from lisvie, heels from Wittner

4 gen clan!

are you hanging on the edge of your seat?

I've been busy and away from blogging, but recently I feel like I lost one of the best guy friends I've had since high school, and it is hurting my head and my heart too much. I know its quite pointless to feel this way since it is kinda impossible for things to go back to normal, so I turn to blogging about my happy days to just focus on the beautiful things in my life, and let these glitches fade. Call me an escapist, but so what? So what if I don't want to remember or face up to the things that make me sad. It is my choice, and right now I choose to do so.

On a much much happier note, I headed home to Singapore for a family friend's son's wedding and Chinese New Year, which is a really big thing for me. It meant a good excuse to go shopping while I was doing summer school in Sydney, and boy did I shop up a storm. I bought countless dresses and the shoes! Oh boy the shoes. Anyways I bought so much I was pretty damn excited to attend all the gatherings so I could dress up. Dressing up, is pretty much the highlight for me since I'm pretty casual most times!

The wedding, which was held at the Shangri-La was pretty. I mean, which weddings aren't right, with all them candles and flowers? Only thing that irked me was the seriously annoying emcee. Could have stabbed his eye out with my chopsticks if not for the fact that I didn't want to get blood on my dress. Because this dress, was a last minute message from the gods! Ok maybe not so much, but I bought it the day before my flight back, literally hours before. I walked by a shop and there was this screaming sign (SALE!) and I went in and spotted this baby, which I got at a total steaaaal:

Dress: Bracewell, Shoes: Wittner, Bag: Vintage Chanel Mini

What made this so perfect was that they matched those shoes I wore with them perfectly, which I bought at a Wittner sale for 80% off (O.P AU$250) about 2 weeks earlier! What did I say about a sign!! I accessorized with the sequined shoes, an elephant ring and my mother's baby/mini white lambskin Chanel. I had my hair done (at my trusted Kim Robinson in Ngee Ann City) and had fake eyelashes from Shu Uemura Lash bar put on, which is all the makeup I wore because I suck at applying anything other than eyeliner and lipgloss.

And the best part of the wedding was my whole family dressing up! I miss my siblings and my parents so much while I am away at Uni that it was such fun to crack jokes about the emcee and his horrible one liners with my brothers. And of course we all thought that we were the best looking family around besides the bride and groom's families.

my beautiful big sister, wearing a bcbg mini dress and carrying the miumiu clutch my brother bought for her birthday (totally jealous):

Blood will always always be thicker than water.

RIP King McQueen

I just opened my browser and my homepage, which I've set to CNN in a bid to read world news more, had a little box in which it said that Alexander McQueen is DEAD, and I swear my heart stopped. I've always been a fan, since I was 15 and went to London and walked past one of his stores and I remember seeing plaid and candles. Just a memory, but today his work is not just fashion but art and pop culture. He singlehandedly brought back the skull as a symbol. He will be greatly missed. Rest in peace, Lee McQueen. Some of my favourite things by him:

pre fall 2010

Spring 2010 RTW

Fall 2009 RTW

Spring 2009 RTW

AND WHO ELSE DOES A POST SHOW BOW IN A BUNNY SUIT. TELL ME WHO!!!!

white paint

I'm finally finished with my report!!! But before I move onto doing my take home exam due in 4 days time (1000 words a day doesn't sound too bad...yet), I de-stressed a bit by going on to look at some of my tumblr ♥s, which I realised were mostly interior/archi related things, and it is kinda fitting, seeing as how I'm moving soon! Well I'm nearly moved already but my new room is an empty heart. So here's sharing some inspiration!

hope for the hopeless

Because I'm the queen of procrastination, I set up a blog instead of working on my 1200 word report that I have to submit to my group mate for compiling tomorrow. (Sorry guys!) Well today as I was slumped into my couch watching Grey's Anatomy and bawling my eyes out (the one in which the residents come to terms with losing O'Malley, if you must know) it struck me that, here I am on the 33rd day of the new year, and I've yet to kick my old habits of not really living, despite my rather simple New Year's resolution to live life properly. And perhaps to help me stick to such a resolution I created this blog in which I could talk to myself, and maybe later on, to others and remind myself to be alive and to love life. And no, I am not suicidal, I guess I just need a new direction (glee pun right here) to channel my thoughts into, a place to share how I'm living since I'm on my facebook sabbatical. We'll see.