Archive for March, 2009

My dental visit

So… I visited the dentist after like 35703574 years (ok, just 6. Ok, it’s not ‘just’) and I want to go to that corner of my tiny flat again and howl to my neighbours in other minuscular apartments that’s like 10cm away from my building.

I spent S$800 for a bloody dental visit!!!! And I didn’t even have a single tooth extraction to incur so much. So this is what happened:

I arrived for my appointment and got ushered into that horrifying reclining chair and I was actually reallyyyy nervous cos I know it’s been so long since I got my teeth cleaned and the back areas have been experiencing some sensitivity of late and I was introduced to the ‘hygienst’.

Apparently, she’s the one who scales and polishes the teeth, not the dentist. Is that some Hong Kong dental culture?!? So posh one.

And she went on to spend the next 45 minutes just cleaning my teeth. To give her credit, she was extremely thoughtful and kept asking me if I was fine. The flat screen above me was showing Just For Laughs and I reckoned it’s not a good idea to show that at all! At one point, I was so amused by a clip, I almost choked on the gunk in my mouth. BAH. NOT. A. GOOD. IDEA.

The ‘hygienist’ then told me “you have to floss your teeth every day!” and I looked at her in complete embarrassment. And she went on to show me exactly how to do it. Before I got to the clinic, I was hoping the dentist wouldn’t do that humiliating deed by showing me how to brush my teeth using that fake molar model or showing me the right way of flossing and there she went! Damnit!

But well, she meant well and truth be told, I didn’t know that was the right way to floss! So, guess it’s a good thing???

I was done and I thought “yayy! I can leave now!” when she told me to wait for the dentist. OH. I thought only scaling and polishing? So I waited another 45 minutes for the dentist and she’s this really sweet and maternal middle-aged lady who spoke with an English accent.

But it wasn’t so sweet to hear her tell me I have three cavities, four wisdom teeth growing with one needing extraction really soon. Of the three cavities, one was apparently quite serious and I was “fortunate that we discovered it now cos the cavity’s really close to the nerve.” O_o

To get a clearer look, she proceeded to give me two X-rays. Then went on to give me three anesthesia injections and three fillings. It was soooo weird after cos I couldn’t feel the right side of my cheek. When I was waiting for the elevator after the dental visit, I had a random thought that I probably wouldn’t feel anything if someone was to slap me on my right cheek. Not that I wanna be slapped…

Anyhow, three fillings and loads of “are you ok?” and “you poor thing” later, the rather painless (except the injections! I hardly flinched from injections but I did during then!) experience was over!

Then she told me I needed to get a wisdom tooth out ASAP cos it was growing diagonally and obstructing the cleaning of my back teeth. But she couldn’t get a good look and sent me to another clinic in the same building for a 360 degrees X-ray cos she was worried she might have to send me to the hospital for the extraction. So I went, came back and another dentist came in to take a look and said it shouldn’t be a problem.

Two and a half hours later, I could finally go! When the receptionist told me it was HK$4,080, I was trying not to burst into tears. I thought I could probably claim at least half of it but turned out I think I could only get S$250 out of the S$800 and that’s S$550… And there’s still that wisdom tooth extract which would cost S$500, of which only S$140 can be claimed… :’(

I tell myself money can be earned again but good teeth can’t… I tell myself that again and again and again… And also that I need to floss every single night. I must floss every single night…

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Morning cheer

I like how little stuff like this adds a cheer to my morning walks to the MTR station:

That’s what the deprived-for-space kids in Hong Kong has to do – play hopscotch on overhead bridges. Poor things…

Damn, I miss playing hopscotch! I reckon I should still be pretty good… Hur hur hur. But I used to play it with that ‘rescue’ bubble at the side. So I guess, not that good after all. Hahaha

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Nice Sunday

Ulanda, our team’s ex-intern, was leaving HK for a bit of travelling next week before she returns to London (or is she staying put at Cape Town? She lost me somewhere halfway…) so we met up to chillax for the day.

I met her for a late lunch at 2pm outside H&M. The firs thing I told her when I saw her was that I needed to go into H&M to grab two tops and she thought she expected so and I ended up with two sets of bikini, one skirt and one top instead. :/ How predictable…

Thereafter, we went to the Shanghainese dumpling eatery around the corner of Caine Road which Polly brought me to a couple of weeks before. Cheap and so damn good. I can eat that every day!

And since we were in the area, we checked out the Sun Yat Sen museum:

And it was sooo boring that we bailed just after 10 minutes of browsing. Fortunately the entry fee was only HK$10 (S$2) per pax but still, totally not worth it! The ‘museum’ was so sparse and only had rooms of videos and narrations here and there. The occasional ornament that belong to Sun Yat Sen but so not worth a personal visit lah.

We then trekked up the steep slope to my tiny flat where we were supposed to bake jam drop cookies. But by the time I finished juggling between scribbling down the recipe and chit-chats, it was already 6.30pm and the cookies take about two hours to be done.

Darn it. So we took off to find that Singaporean eatery that Josh brought me to at Sheung Wan when I first arrived. We embarked on the search on foot through Soho and got very distracted by quaint little boutiques here and there.

A cha chan tin, design firm and clothing boutique. Only in HK can you find such a juxtaposition!

The stores signboard is made with old toys!

The store's 'signboard' is made with old toys!

After an hour, we finally found the Singaporean eatery. I led Ulanda there purely on my vague memory, with no maps to guide me. Only the knowledge that it’s near to a Fitness First gym. Not too bad that we found it! But just as we stepped closer to the shop, the shutters came down. We stopped in our tracks and looked at each other. It’s damn O_o! Wah lau! All the effort and you can’t close any earlier or later?!

Ok, never mind… We’re in HK – no lack of food… But we got lazy and hopped into a cab and since I wanted Ulanda to try the chocolate pudding that Polly introduced to me at Jaspas, back at Soho, we decided to just have dinner there anyway. Easier! As usual, the servings were so huge that we only ordered one serving of entree, main and dessert but still couldn’t finish them!

But yums, the bruschetta was sooo good. I think I should have it for lunch one day! We finally called it a night at about 10pm and boy, was it a fun Sunday! It was really nice hanging out with Ulanda but too bad she’s leaving HK soon.

But now, looking forward to this weekend! Matt’s coming again! Yipeeeee! And I’m gonna bring him for lunch at Nobu. Hello black cod fish, I’m gonna eat you…

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The thing about growing up…

is that it never stops.

I haven’t been updating much lately cos so much has been going through my mind and I was fighting to stay in a good place.

I don’t know what to say yet have so much to say. My mind’s been a battlefield of thoughts but my voice has been quiet. I’ve been trying to speak a little lesser and think a little more.

A few entries ago in my Perth entry, I mentioned I had “bad thoughts” about some aspects of my life. Then like how unresolved issues are, they’ll always come back to haunt you if you don’t give them a conclusion, even if you just had a damn good vacation.

So they did. And I know it’s really down to myself to think them through on my own. People’s advice, though irrelevant sometimes, gets through into my mishmash of thoughts and I end up trying to make sense of their advice. And I guess it’s about seeing the good things in words and making them work for yourself.

I know that by coming to a foreign city to work where you don’t have family or really close pals in would be a challenge and I’m thankful I’m extremely comfortable in my own company. I can dine, shop, go to the cinema/theatre alone so, so far, I’m still thriving.

But I’m only human. I do crave for bonding, communication and connection and it’s tough witnessing the emotional distance between the people I care for and me growing.

I see them from here but there’s not that much I can do. I can try making conversations but at the end of the day, nothing beats that face-to-face contact. Moreover, to them, I’m one person. But to me, they’re everyone.

Sometimes when the journey gets so tough, I want to be a whiner, throw in the towel, tell the world to fuck off and retreat to my comfort zone. I want to, I want to, I want to. But I know I’m not gonna feel better about myself after that.

So I continue trundling along. All the time hoping that the optimist in me would resurface. “Please come back. Please come back,” I pleaded.

And it does sometimes. For a guest appearance on occasions and if I’m lucky, it stays for a few episodes. And then I realised it’s a decision to be happy.

I can still count myself fortunate and loved that I still have that few friends that I’m still always in touch and updating with. Also, Matt’s a constant in my life. He’s not gonna go anywhere and he doesn’t want to.

And family will always be family. I’m grateful that I know at the end of the day, even if I lose everyone else, I’ll always have my family. And most of all, I still have myself.

I know these are very sombre thoughts but I have to accept them because I’m no longer in a place where I ought to have expectations of others. And speaking of expectations, I should really learn how to manage them.

I’ve always been in that school of thought that it’s right to expect of people to do for you what you would do for them. Please tell me – is it right or wrong to hold that though? I’m still in a constant mental battle over this…

Gosh. I knew seven months ago that going away would definitely be an adventure and learning experience of a lifetime but I honestly don’t expect all these…

Here’s to never stopping at growing up. In every sense of the word…

Meanwhile, I’ll continue to search for the rainbows amidst Hong Kong’s foggy/smoggy sky, the smiles behind people’s frowns and the subliminal beauty in apparent ugliness. It’s a challenge but I hope I have the strength to get there.

Goodnight world. Let’s hope for a better tomorrow…

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More shopping! Crap.

Thank God today’s the last day of my perilous work assignment. I’ve all of 3,000 images in my SD cards but a couple hundreds lesser in my wallet. Not good!!!

For my last stop today, I went to the treacherous land of Lane Crawford and while I was trying to contain my yearning for those Givenchy and YSL bags, Alberta Ferretti and Dries van Noten dresses, Stella McCartney and La Perla lingerie and Wolford leggings, I managed to fulfill my run in the huge luxury store and scoot off before my wallet suffered another beating.

Oh, wait. It did suffer slightly. Just ever so slightly… By a pair of 7 For All Mankind stoned-wash jeans. To my defense, I’ve always wanted a pair of stoned-wash denim but the wash aside, it’s just hard for me to find any pair of jeans that’s flattering! No thanks to my meat-less ass. Just like my difficulty in finding flattering swimsuit, it’s actually not easy to find clothing that really fits me to a T. So, you said it was great being skinny and being to wear anything. Yeah, as if.

The last time I bought jeans was a good two years ago and I invested in a pair of Ksubi then, so I guess it’s overdue for another good pair of denim, no? :(

That’s a lot of justification for a single purchase but according to Matt and some pals who’d been observant enough, I always try to justify. These people suck. Don’t we women all do that whenever we got something new?!

Anyhow, this is the dress that really caught me by eyes, ears, skin and nose:

I literally gasped (softly) when I saw this mannequin. Ohhh, this dress is so luscious and the red is the perfect shade of red. Many women lust after the perfect LBD (little black dress) but for me, it’s the perfect red dress(es). Yes, love me, Mr Valentino (even though you’ve retired…)! I love red dresses. I have loads of black dresses but they’re staples – nothing lust-worthy (I say that now. Only now.).

I like how it’s not your typical ‘sexy’ red dress where it shows off flesh whenever possible. But I love, love the draping. The cut’s edginess gives the sensuality of the colour a nice balance. I went behind the mannequin with the intention to take out the clothes tag to check out the designer but when I saw the four stitches at the back of the dress, I stopped in my tracks. Ah, Martin Margiela.

Sigh, dreams shall remain as dreams…

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New swimsuit!

I’ve been wanting a one-piece swimsuit for aaaages. But it’s been an uphill task, given my straight-as-a-stick with no boobs body. I first saw this frilly 20s-inspired one from H&M a few months back but they didn’t have my size at the Mongkok outlet so I decided it was not meant to be.

But today, while on a work assignment (I swear!), I see it again! In my size at the isolated outlet at Elements shopping mall. Woot! This time round, they have my size and I went on the get another lavender plaid shirt and an effortless-looking white T-shirt (you know, the sort that makes you look like you just threw this over in the morning).

And I dunno what’s with me and plaid nowadays. I no longer think it’s too cowgirl-ish and if matched with the right accessories and bottom, they can actually look quite chic!

I really like my new swimsuit! Now, just have to wait for the next beach vacation or outing in HK when the weather does warm up some more!

Why doesn't it come in a palette of colours? :(

Everyone thinks I’ve been going ga-ga crazy at H&M ever since I arrived in HK eight months (wow! Time flies!) ago. But the truth is, I only have six pieces of clothing and accessories from the Swedish brand. Most of the time I go there, I just don’t feel the clothes man.

As a result, I sorely miss my Topshop cos there’s usually always stuff to buy whenever I pop into Topshop. And Topshop size 6 fits me like a dream. Everything that’s in that size just fits and flatters! And I love their quirky collaborations with relatively-unknown designers. Still can’t believe I missed out on the Australian designer, Alice McCall, one… Damnit!

Whereas for H&M, their collaborations always gather too much buzz! And in the end, there’s always nothing left to buy and the prices are also crazy because of the hype. And you gotta wait too damn long for each collaboration! Most of all, H&M doesn’t give me discounts like Topshop (thanks Wing Tai! hahaha) does in SG… :(

Seriously, this going-to-the-retail-stores work assignment is NOT. GOOD. AT. ALL. I see so many naice things I wanna get! I’m so loving Sonia by Sonia Rykiel, EQ:IQ, Theory and Patrizia Pepe for Spring!! Love the colours, shapes and fabrics. Buttt they’re a little out of my budget… Aiya, I don’t have to mention the designer labels lah – no point!

I can really talk a lot of crap when it comes to fashion and shopping huh……

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Naice stuff

A bridal car I saw yesterday on the roads in Tsim Sha Tsui:

I can’t make out whether it’s a London cab or just a really old car! But it’s really charming, no?

And something I shot for work late last year and seeing that it’s out online already, I thought I’ll share it here:

The 1st pair from the left is by Marni and the second's by Martin Margiela.

by Alexander McQueen

by Alexander McQueen

The On Pedder boutique on Pedder Street in Hong Kong always has astonishing window displays and last year before Christmas, they created this “The Kansas Project” exhibit on red shoes. They got about 18 designers (if I remember correctly!) to create limited-edition or one-offs for charity.

Quite cool, isn’t it! I’m always on the lookout for impressive window displays from retail stores as part of my work. I think this is definitely one of my faves!

See the Marni pair? It can even play music when you plug in a cable! 

And I was bored one night in the office when I was just looking around in my cubicle when I realised the two mirrors I have on my desk are from my two pals:

Thanks Bah-nice and Xiao li de!

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