Miss Baizura turns 23 and a whole few weeks of planning and surprise turns out to backfire when she realises a whole line of our shoes, all lined up, right in front of the toilet.

She knew something was funnny and mischievous and she shouted: “I SAW NUUUUUUUUUUR’S SHOES!”

Very smart bro. Very very smart!

Oh well, so much for the surprise, but TA-DAH!: Here we are, all unified in PINK (cox tht was never my colour anyway..) and tht probably tickled her to the bits. Some came in pink MAKCIK shawls while others came in ultra-sensitive NEON PINK TOPS, while I had to change from a black sleeve to a PAKCIK DANGDUT PINK FLOWERY TOP!

Once in a lifetime showcase right here in this party. Kill me for bad colour coordination! BUT HEY: IT’S FOR BAI!

Happy Birthday Babe.
Love love.

Up next!

HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY KURNIAWAN!

Now now, may you be blessed with good health as well, same thing like yesterday’s birthday girl lah. Same well-wishes, same love, same thoughts.

Nothing short and compromised. Coz  its Kurn Kurn Kurn!

Azre mentel yeah, Azre mentel yeah!

With so much uncertainties in my life right now, it seems that child’s play and wonderful thoughts of simple life seems to be the best antidote that can cure. It really helps it seems for me. I really yearn and miss school/campus days, and that it seems that everything is all carefree.

Yup. That’s how I find happiness through simplicity of life. Although many have told me that it is a bumpy road out there. That we know! : Who doesn’t?

Nevertheless, I find solace by doing this which no MALAY man would do. My mum has brought me up and marrying  off, 3 of my elder sisters with this advice: “Boys are a NO-NO with HENNA. Only if they decide to get married, and that will be the 1st 3 fingers of your hand.” I never seem to get the correct information for the correct hands for this 10sen worth of advice.

Heck.

I decide to feel “Coz I’m worth it!”. Traditions aside, here comes arts, fashion and beauty: all packed  in this small atomic bombshell!

 As many might have known, and many might have rushed to the Tattoo Expo last weekend, mine’s the cheaper and ethnic one. All you need is creativity, steady hands and a vain pot to entice and encourage the henna artist that she is doing a good job.  For all you know: She might just decide to give you a full fledged, full hand, floral imprint.  No questions asked. She was shivering for god-knows-what.

Coz, that’s what I did. But FAILED.

Btw, I was at Singapore Poly for their Annual Open House. That’s how it came about. I felt like an Indian bride for once. And for a long time.

Then came the stupid idea, of when you’re so pissed mad, angry, furious and that you just decide that you want to be a rebel. Be a delinquent, a bully: smoke, drink! And have sex.

 Well, it ended up being a gathering of close and new found friends. Opinions, personalities, jobs differ etc etc but wtheck. Its having fun and endless banter that makes me happy. Nothing compromised.

Good times bad times, we are as equal as to facing shit almost everyday. Funnily, we talked about it and prior to this, both of us had the same views of work & life.  And the biggest irony: Many seem to have some funny intuition/conceptions, that being in the threshold of glitz and glamour is equivalent to having good company, zero sorrows, stable 9-5, and high pumping and energetic lifestyle…

VERDICT:  NOT!

 Let’s just say, concealers are my best friend now and deprivation is a less talked about subject nowdays.

It will only make it all easy when retail therapy was meant for you, and yes, only you. Without even to worry where the source of finance come from, what you are buying is nothing than enjoyment and sheer delight. You know, sometimes you begin to question how these rich tai-tais can possibly roll their money to the following month, w/o even going broke, and still, you have cold hard cash: smells compliments from The Mint! 

I had to scrooge like anyone else, mind you. Then you realise, responsibilities and scrooging comes almost as a synonym when its paired together – EVERYTIME when I walk in to a shopping mall!

I wished too hard. In reality, there are such luxuries. There will be such “sponsorships”. Guess its utter bad luck that I was never at the right spot for the right time.

So you see. 

If being a socialite is hard enough, try putting yourself in such schedules. 3 more scenes to go: I can’t wait to get it done & over with.

Apologies for being late but nah!:

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

May this year be filled with fun & joy, wealth and beauty and all the good things that can come your way. And I was referring to everyone in general aye. No specifics. Oh well, I will not go through the 2008’s what’s best and what’s worse list like all other entries which I have bumped, or purposely bumped into!

And yessss: New Year, means NEW SKIN!

Anyway, excuse the extra-long hibernation away from the lappie. Well, not exactly that long right..??? And not that I don’t switch on my laptop…riggggght??

I’m just plain lazy. Yeah, lazy tu jer.

When you have worked your ass off for the longest time, 3 months in a row, all I will want to do, is to sleep, sleep, and more coveted beauty sleep. And besides, by keeping myself away from the blog means that I have a lot to write for all of you to read.

To start off: THE GALA!

Yes, let’s just say it was nerve wrecking. I promise I will say about it when the pictures are in from the official photographers. Moving on.

This was rather late but oh well, wtheck! Met these lovelies for a night out of coffee, sheesh-a-sheesh and stories from the unknown places, which that of course spiced up the whole evening. And it seems that we cant get enough of each other..

That we decide to meet again. By choice, by random.

In the heart of Chinatown.

For our fans with love.

xoxo. Hetty, Anuar & Marantika.