Archive for July, 2009

Happy 26th birthday baby!

Yes, I have a boyfriend who’s half a year younger than me but since he looks much older than me anyway, I don’t believe I’m a “cradle snatcher” as Matt’s mum had jokingly called me in Perth when she realised I’m a January baby.

Bern, being her usual cheeky self, asked me for a topless pic of Matt so she could gift him an, erm, unconventional birthday pressie.

And with Bern’s photoshop genius, she came up with the below since my bunch of BADSPY pals had taken to calling Matt ‘Ninja Turtle’ because of his washboard abs, which does remind one of the underside of a turtle. Hahahahaha

Happy birthday baby!

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The past week

Most of last week was spent at the Hong Kong Fashion Week where I was on my feet and the great thing about working at HKFW is that there are some beautiful things to see and touch but the bad thing is you won’t be able to buy as they are samples – not meant for sale. Butttt, it’s always worth checking out the trade fair on the last day as some exhibitors do sell their sample pieces. This season, I was majorly stalking some students’ works where they used some beautiful digital printing on gorgeous fabrics.

My fave weren’t selling but this local student was selling his past season’s samples for HK$100 (S$20) per item so I grabbed a dress and a men’s shirt.

The dress is a M size, which was too big for me but I got it anyway cos it’s cheap cheap and I love the shoulder detailing, colour and silk/chiffon fabrication. Think I’ll pass it on to Che – hopefully she appreciates the details!

And the shirt should fit Matt just fine. Love the asymmetrical positioning of the chest pockets! Interesting and not too try-hard.

The big boss was in town last week too so the team had a short drinks session at this rooftop on Wan Chai under the Wooloomooloo group. So lovely!

Then last Friday, I did some judging at a student shoe design competition organised by Le Saunda (a local footwear brand among the likes of Pedder Red). It was interesting to see the students’ works cos they can be pretty inspiring! There were seven judges in all and I was happy that my top pick came out as the overall winner too! Yayy that I’m not off the ball! Hahaha

Over the weekend, we had grilled dinner at my tiny flat courtesy of Karlye. So yummy and easy to make! I’m totally inspired to attempt the same dishes sometime this week. Love, love my oven!!!

The ingenious makeshift coffee table conceptualised by Alvin using my mineral water boxes and magazines. Hahahah

I also made my guests be guinea pigs for my Oreo Cheesecake. Had 11 (excluding me) tried it altogether and the feedback was not too bad! Yayy!

Ray was mocking my lack of TV and I honestly wasn’t too affected. I’d been without a TV since I moved into my own place eight months ago and it never bothered me much. But when I was at Fortress after brunch on Sunday, I couldn’t resist the interest-free 12-month installment plan and went ahead to get a LG 22-inch flatscreen plasma and Philips DVD HDMI player. It’s altogether just S$560 so every month, I need to pay less than S$50 for both. So cheap!!!

Seriously, I don’t know why I waited this long to get them. I keep putting them off as I somehow have the impression they’re really expensive when all I need to do is not buy two dresses this month! I seriously have a warped sense of priority…

My flat definitely feels more like a home now. And I’ve positioned the TV such that I get the most out of my comfy couch. Naice! No more bloody DVD player with conflicting regions on my MacBook problems. My new DVD player plays all seven regions and even allow a thumb drive plug-in! All of S$110! Damn cheap sia.

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Pals, pals and more pals!

Being back in Singapore is always an exhausting affair. Not that I’m complaining cos being able to see the people I love again always makes me a happy camper.

Matt and I were waiting to board the flight back to SG from Phuket last week when I started getting all excited about our first flight together in a looong time. I think it’s nine months to be exact. After having been in seven different cities together, we had only been on the same plane like, erm, four times?

Just cos we hardly get such shots together!

I’m normally an aisle seat hoarder but with Matt, I love taking the window seat (and yes, leave him to the miserable middle seat) so I could feel like it was my tiny little space and best bit is I could lean on him to hoard more space (yes I’m a skinny person who needs loads of personal space). Aww, how I love him for allowing me to do that! Hahahaha

After we touched down in SG, we got home, showered and the boy took off for work and I headed for the bed. Naiceeee…

Molely woke me up a few hours later and I was all alert and ready to meet her. Mum came home from work earlier than usual to catch me (awww) and we had a nice 15-minute chat before I headed out. Sigh, the thing about whenever I return to SG is, there are always social and romantic (hahaha) obligations. A few would sometimes make send me on guilt trips if I don’t spend enough time with them but the person who deserves the most of my time doesn’t even squeak a single word of complain. :( I’m a bad daughter.

Molely asked me if I wanted her to take a cab to pick me up or the other way round. Still thinking she stays in Siglap, I told her “of course I’m picking you up!” until she reminded me she’d became Bern’s neighbour. Oh yes! And how odd to see her face instead of Bern when the cab was headed that way. I miss those lazy days of picking Bern up when we were late for school!

So she hopped onto the cab and the teasing and laughter started. Naice. We were waiting for the girls to be done with work so we just did what women who don’t have to work on weekdays do – shop. Hur hur.

Saw Minie Mouse and bf (nice glasses!) at Miss Selfridge and upon seeing her, immediately regretted I couldn’t spend alone time with her whenever I’m back. I’m a bad friend. Ugh, hate all these self-induced guilt trips. Bad sister, bad aunt, bad girlfriend…

After spending hours trying to decide where to go for dinner, the BADSPY finally met for our two-year friendship anniversary at Heaven’s Loft at that new, funky, hard-to-navigate-around building with the most vomit-inducing carpark opposite The Centrepoint. (Yes, that’s what I do when I can’t remember the name of something…)

We swear the poses were totally unintended.

I picked up where I left off with the girls and sometimes, it felt like I never left. The teasing was about the same stuff. The squabbles were about the same stuff. Hahaha, I love my pals. :)

I also caught up with the makan girls. Organising a meal with them is the most effortless thing in the world, I tell ya! Pop a “I’m coming back!” email and ta dah, a time, date and venue will be set within two hours. Amazing! This time round, we took PF’s and Char’s suggestion of Spruce at Phoenix Park. The food is so damn bloody good and affordable!!! Love the ambience too! But not loving the mossies.


I can’t not take pics of the cutie pie right?!?!

I cant NOT carry the cutie pie!

And I can't resist carrying her too!

It was rather short-lived as I wanted to catch Matt for a bit before I took off for the airport but it left me feeling quite fulfilled. :) I was casually asking Char and Candice for their advice on an issue and they probably didn’t realise it but their words resonated with me till now.

And I came back to HK for a chillax weekend with Ray and Karlye. First stop was the latter’s cosy studio apartment in Wan Chai for a Singaporean lunch. Yumsss. Karlye made curry and I brought my bak kut teh leftover. After I waved the white flag, Ray offered to demolish my bak kut teh and such a delightful feeling!!! To have someone wanting to demolish your cooking! Hur hur hur. We then took a short tram ride to watch Ice Age in 3D!!

We all look like chee ko peks, dont we?

We all look like chee ko peks (hokkien for dirty old men), don't we?

With sale signs all over the place, we scratched our itch to shop in Pacific Place and Festival Walk at Causeway Bay.



We were all dressed in damn lau ka (hokkien for downstairs cos we Singaporeans don’t dress up whenever we just pop down to the void deck of our HDB flats for a quick takeaway at the coffee shop) in our shorts, T-shirts and flip-flops so I think the people at I.T., and Lane Crawford weren’t too impressed with us. Phuw!

I was contemplating a pair of half-price Balenciagas and asking Ray for his opinion when he told me his words of wisdom: “If you buy something expensive now, you may regret it temporarily cos it’s a pinch to your wallet. But if you don’t, you may regret it forever.” He tried to look smugly intelligent with his statement but I considered it for a while before I told him off! What kinda advice is that?!?!

I didn’t heed his advice and we scooted off to Ralph Lauren where it was his turn to be in a dilemma. I told him the same thing he told me and after some chuckling and contemplation, he heeded his own original advice! Good example! Practised what he he preached!

Like the Pied Piper of Hamelin, I led them into my fave store and having bought a dress the day before, I couldn’t see anything else that I like but Karlye left with a new leather wallet and Ray left with a really nice shirt. Hur hur hur.

I was super good that day! Didn’t make any fashion purchase at all. But I was a si lai (Cantonese for auntie) and bought home stuff. Went to Broadway and got a kettle for like bloody S$90!!! That’s when Ray’s evil advice wiggled its way into my brain and I succumbed to his “Buy this Philips one that I have! It’s in finished (dunno what word he used lah!) metal!” and I also got a Princess cake mixer so I can attempt baking Matt his fave Oreo cheesecake the next time he comes to HK.

And more auntie purchases when I got a new shower curtain, charcoal (to ward off the bad fridge smell. I know, so O_o right) and a pink water tumbler for my boiled water! Hahaha, cheap thrill.

It makes my bathroom a tad more glam, no?

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The little ones

I’m sorry if I sound like a biased aunt but I’m truly not! It’s just that Seth is at a age now where he’s so OMG adorable. I wanna squeeze that little boy every time I see him. I wanna die from laughing every time I see him imitate his sister. And he’s finally reducing his blur look. It’s loads of cheeky monkey expressions now!


See! He’s totally recognising his Yi yi now. Kept passing me stuff. hahaha! And yesterday on Skype, he called me “Yi yi” a couple of times and went to the edge of the table with the top of his head popping out, saying: “I want high five!” Hahahaha

So my mum propped him up on the chair and poor Matt. His laptop took another several slapping on the screen. May as well anyway so he can finally switch to a MacBook. Even though his laptop is just less than a year old… :P

Didi is sooo cute nowadays. His scary cat behaviour always have me in stitches. Last week when I was back in SG, I joined Che and the kids at East Coast Beach while waiting for the rest of the family to join us for dinner. Seth was so afraid of sand that he refused to step on it. The helper was so brutal and just carried him to the sand and put him down. Hahahaha, you should see the look of terror on his face. He was so horrified he fell onto his butt, putting his feet up.

After some getting used to, he started to have such a delightful time. Kept kicking the sand while saying “kick! kick! kick!” in between laughter. When Che and I managed to lure Kiks into standing in the white wash, Seth looked on curiously but refused to step into the water, clinging onto Che and me like a koala bear.

Kiks was fascinated by her footsteps and her long legs. Kept telling me and Matt: “See! Kirsten has long legs!” O_o

During the few attempts I tried to dip Didi’s feet into the water, he clung on some more and said in a extremely pleading voice: “Nooooo…….” Hahahaha, so funny and pitiful that I deliberately did that to him a couple more times just to get a kick out of seeing his reaction. Hur hur hur.

Cutesy Didi

Meanwhile with Kiks, I guess I finally have to wave the white flag to Matt. :( During dinnertime, I asked the prissy princess: “Kirsten, do you love Yi yi more or Uncle Matthew more?” She replied in her drama mama voice: “I love Uncle Matthew more!”

Fine! Maybe it was the way I structured my question. Last word memory, you know? 15 mins later, I asked her again: “Kirsten, do you love Uncle Matthew more or Yi yi more?” Kiks: “I love Uncle Matthew more!” in a slightly exasperated tone. #*(#*^**#*@*

After dinner, Matt was playing rough with Kiks and the prissy queen started to cry and whined that her arm hurt cos Matt grabbed her too hard. Perfect opportunity to turn the tables! Amidst her tears, her terrible aunt asked her: “Kirsten! Do you love Uncle Matthew more or Yi yi more??!!” She cried: “I love Uncle Matthew moreeee!!!”

……………………

Next in Raymond’s car (Kiks insisted Uncle Matthew went home with her so had to coax her by hitching a ride with them), my bro-in-law said: “Ok ok Lian, I help you ok!” and asked Kiks: “Kirsten, do you love Auntie (the helper) more or Yi yi more?”

Kiks: “I love Uncle Matthew more.” LIKE SERIOUSLY DUDE.

Cannot take it anymoar ok!!!

Me: “Kirsten! Do you love Yi yi?!?!”
Kiks: “I love Uncle Matthew!!!”

WAH LAU!!!

All the while with Matt laughing hysterically in the background, trying to high-five Kiks.


Hehe, a video of giggly Seth and the patient che che:

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Wedding in Phuket

The wedding in Phuket was only the second outdoor I’d been to. But that said, I haven’t been to that many weddings. Well, I’m just all of 26 but I’m sure things will change in a matter of a year or so! My point was: Nothing beats an outdoor wedding, honestly.

The first one I went to was Charmaine’s wedding (haha, my ex-colleague from CLEO, not the Makan girl who’s gonna have her wedding held in Bali as well!) four years ago. It was the most beautiful wedding I had been to. It was in Seminyak, on the hillside and we were the only life forms as far as our eyes could take us. It was a secluded location, the number of guests small as the number of stars in the sky unbelievable.

I had never seen that many stars on a single night. It was like PIE in Singapore or the main tunnel in Hong Kong during peak hours. “Hello! Excuse me! I need to get to that side!” I could imagine one star saying to another.

Then a live band came on and sang “The Girl From Ipanema” so beautifully. The guests danced gaily and I sat along by the steps, looking on, smiling to myself. I don’t know why the memory was so vivid.

Then in Phuket, Matt’s friend’s Carl sang and played the guitar while Ed and Karen, the wedded couple, took to the dance floor. I watched, enraptured by the way they moved together. How gracefully she glided, how captivating the way her dress swayed with her, how they looked into each other’s eyes, smiling, blissful. That moment probably lasted all of 20 seconds before other couples joined them. But that 20 seconds was my favourite part of the wedding. I’m not sure why but probably cos for that 20 seconds, it seemed like them, and only them, existed. It was a beautiful 20 seconds.


Then the wedding speeches came and I love, love wedding speeches. I like how they allow some humourous glimpses into the groom’s and bride’s personalities and being a girl through and through, I love the “awww” factor of speeches.



Matt and I have always fancy outdoor weddings and after the soleminsation, Matt turned to me and asked: “Is this how you picture ours?” I thought for a bit and said: “Hmmm, no. Not really.” And he replied: “Good. Cos neither do I.”

Haha, it was a simple conversation but it made me fuzzy inside all the same.

That said, I do not dislike the wedding. I thought it was really lovely and fun – just maybe not for me.

Then midway through the yummy dinner, we got up to set off the rice paper lanterns (which is a Taiwanese tradition, no?) where we make our wishes as they set off towards the sky so they would “carry our wishes to the gods”, so they say. But Matt and I made ours anyway. And the usual pesky me pestered him about his wishes and the only thing he was willing to reveal was that they included me.

Mmmm, good enough for me. :)

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Phuket

The lovely wedding deserves another post of its own so here’s one on the simple trip.

The resort that the wedding was held at was Cape Panwa so to make things easy, Matt and I stayed there too. I wanted to check out The Racha but found out it was way too inconvenient to get to the wedding venue and Matt managed to book one of the six pool villas in the resort so how can I say no to that?

I first saw the pic on the site, which I mentioned in my previous post. It looked nice and you know how photos can be so deceiving so I was worried it wouldn’t turn out to be as nice as it looked. But was I in for a surprise! The villa and its surroundings are so much prettier than I had imagined. Then again, I must have pushed my expectations way low to manage my usually-very unrealistic hopes.

The view that we woke up to.

Matt on Skype w his folks to show them the resort.

Matt on Skype w his folks to show them the resort.

We were really fortunate to enjoy good weather for most part of it, especially the first day of my arrival on Friday where the sky was soooo blue.

The lovely thing about Cape Panwa is that it’s located at the southern tip of Phuket island so it’s mostly surrounded by the sea instead of just one part of the resort. I guess that’s the best you can get without having to hop onto a boat that ferries you to other surrounding islands.

The bridal villa which is the biggest and only one in the resort.

Barbie dinner! Yums!

Matt's burnt. What's new?

Later that evening, Matt and I went for the poolside dinner party where we had the staff barbecuing fresh seafood. I forgot how many rounds I went for… It was so delish!

The boy just had to do his big splash into the pool to incur some cussing under the breath from some well-groomed ladies before he made his exit. We called it a night at 10.30pm. Completely useless, I know but Matt didn’t sleep much the night before (stag night) and neither did I (first night in 14 months without Matt next to me in my room back in Singapore). I only managed an hour! Even my weekend naps are longer than that.

The next day we awoke together after an 11-hour snooze. LUXURY!!! We had a long breakie, chatting with a few of the bride’s lovely friends. We then headed off to the Central shopping mall to seek out Matt’s wedding attire for that night.

After two hours, S$400 (plus the first outfit he bought from Island at Tangs in Singapore, which didn’t make the wedding’s stringent dress code) and loads of complains from me, Matt finally settled for an outfit.

Contrary to popular belief, I don’t enjoy the process of seeking clothes during a shopping trip. I like to stumble upon something along the way or other than that, I go to my fail-proof boutiques and brands every other week to check out new arrivals. Yes, I’m a man that way. And I swear, Matt really exhausted me out that afternoon. “Just buy a damn piece of pants and top already, you troublesome boy!!!” – I wanted to scream at him.

Even the transport driver from the hotel wasn’t too pleased. We (or rather, Matt) told him an hour was all we needed, even though I was pretty doubtful. But you know, don’t argue with the man! In the end, we took a good 2 1/2 hours. Was I a dutiful girlfriend or what! The entire time I didn’t even shop for myself, except for this gorgeous baby blue four-wheeler Samsonite luggage at 50% off! Which I didn’t get. I’m still kicking myself right now, believe me.

The happy faces taken before the dreadful shopping trip, of course.

Happy faces before the dreadful shopping trip, of course.

We got back to the villa, jumped into the pool and got up within five minutes when we realised the wedding was starting earlier than we thought (false alarm afterwards anyway!). More on the wedding in another post!

Anyhow, the next morning, instead of joining the rest for a boat cruise around the islands in the area, Matt and I chilled for at least a good five hours by our private pool. All we did was lounge in the pool, on the daybed, read, listen to music, order room service, nap, do silly stuff in the pool (he tried to do no strokes in the pool by diving. In the end, still had to do two strokes and I challenged him to see who could hop faster in the pool…), read and nap again… We finally got up just to take a hot, bubble bath. :)

I was... falling... asleep...

Did we just wake up from a nap?

It was bliss, bliss, bliss but as with all good things, they all come to an end… The next morning, we had to wake up six in the bloody morning. Who ends their vacations like that?!?! It’s so wrong!

Ah well. Even though I pretty much just stayed in the hotel during my entire trip (minus that dreadful shopping trip), I wasn’t too fussed about the fact that I didn’t explore much of Phuket at all, given it was my first time there. I just wanted to relax as much as I could and with the dinners with Matt’s friends every night, it’s just too much effort to go out explore for a day and return to get all cleaned and dressed for the evening.

It was a pretty short vacation but I love it just the way it was. :)

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