ape cape

the colleagues in my previous unit treated me to a belated birthday lunch. so sweet of them. the 'boss' who never came to be asked me to pick an ang pow out of three, it's her gift to me for my birthday. i had to pick the sweetest and most un-me necklace, ha ha. it's got the quintessential ribbon and the quintessential heart. i almost wanted to put it back and draw again so i won't rob someone of a chance to own such a sweet thang. apparently, each gift is unique. anyway, i kept it.

the aunty in the group said the cape's like batman's. she's the funniest, lah. she would ask us if we're wearing new clothes which we've probably worn a thousand times, but she didn't comment on the top i had on -- i didn't even realise i owned such a top, i probably hadn't worn it for 5 years or more. it's quite un-me, i almost couldn't step out of the house cos i couldn't decide if i should belt up or not. belts are one of those things that hinder movement. i'd wanted to belt up only cos it would serve to 'balance up' the proportion of the short high-necked top on my torso. and i think i lost my favourite oxfords :(  

no sweat

my feeble attempt at vika-ing? lol. the belt's a wrong choice cos there's no belt loop on the skirt. but a thick belt wouldn't have achieved the desired result aesthetically. a colleague said i'd put on a bit of weight. i say it's gotta do with the art of dressing. but it's true i do not have a tiny middle.

corollary

this is a less dressy cheongsam i own. people can argue it doesn't even look like one. like the one i showed you earlier, it's not in the usual 'pattern'. i'd love to own a longer and dark one with cap sleeves. a colleague has been wearing cheongsams these past two days (fact, i've been seeing more ladies wear them and they didn't look obiang but really nice). she got one from metro at $36 only. the one she wore today's a tad short. or maybe it's cos she has a nice figure so the dress further enhanced her sexiness. but to be very honest, i don't think i'd have picked out those designs. i think it's the appearance of the fabric... more specifically it could be the piping and frog buttons. perhaps this is why the ones i have are collarless and not too fussy.

oh, i think i know why her dress is short. there's no slit. the slit is one of the cheongsam's features that gives off the sexy vibe. a malay colleague asked if i was wearing a cheongsam. i had on a blue outerwear over the mint one over the dress (cos i caught a cold again). i asked how she could tell. it's the slit. i think the other cheongsam has a centre slit in the back.

anyway, as you can see, my shoulders are too narrow. or i have wide hips? i believe it was the guru who suggested that i wear a belt over the mint green throw (given me by her). i didn't wear the green bbag. i switched to the new celine.

swan song



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post has nothing to do with the much-hyped film starring portman and ryder. the other day, me and a coupla of bag fiends (i actually didn't relish being labelled as one; i wasn't even half as obsessed as some on tPF) were wafting in and out of reality and daydream-scape about getting one last bbag. we decided that the style would be a black weekender. then we could look like supermodels (i said this) in our skinny jeans (contributed by the one who's turned a big bag lover thanks to another colleague) and don't forget the vitamin water bottle (this from the colleague who likes big bags)!! lol.

for me, i used to say i'd conclude my bal affair with a black first, which was indeed my first love, or rather  first crush. then i changed my mind along the way and considered the black work. but i already have two works, so the weekender did seem like a good choice. then i asked myself why would i want yet another bbag since i liked variety? anyway, it's just one of those things my small mind entertains once in a while. like, i'd like to own a DSLR cam one day. but then, maybe not, since it's really not so essential that i'd die without one. kwim? besides, i did get myself a SLR vintage cam (or was it two?) and i've long neglected my bbags. i even  toyed with the idea of donating one of the bags to the unifem's give to save...

of course i'm not so noble, lah. don't forget that i'm afflicted with the incurable disease of a hoarder. even if i don't use my bags, i could pass them on to my mother/sil/niece (wow, i can't believe i get to emulate what the celebrities do, lmao!). ok, ok, enough of my bs. the point of this post is that i finally got my dream bag! so this might well be my last luxury bag. yay!   

brink of deliverance

preens

we got a bunch of sporting people at the wedding dinner. there's a dance floor in the middle of the ballroom. a duo was hired to sing 'live' oldies. the aunties line-danced and some uncles danced waltzes, cha cha and rock 'n' roll with their mates. i spied much grannywear and vintage bags and shoes. lotsa preens. you can see three here in one picture.    

^the lady in the toga maxi (wearing glasses) was the star of the night to me. not counting the bride, lah. there's this lady wearing a bareback LBD, bejeweled at the end of the 'bareness'. she's quite hot lah but her face was like so fierce lor. well, i guess i have to be a man so she'd relax and smile for me. now i get why my friend always tells me to smile more.

^my outfit. bought the jumpsuit from topshop at half price and two sizes bigger. somehow it'd look better than the one in my size (uk8). i didn't wear vintage garb but my accessories are all vintage. bag is vintage celine. peeptoes from GDO. braided belt is ferragamo. i surprised myself by wearing the chunky gold necklace. i was doing black and gold from the bag to the belt. lol. the hair - i couldn't do any better. if i looked like a folk dancer from china, so be it. i don't mean it in a negative way. i remember this was how i'd looked during folk dance performances when i was a kid. minus the pink furry stuff mothers liked to use on their daughters' buns. i did the korean bun here but tied tight and high.

^thank goodness i brought along this chinoi silk jacket to ward off the chills. it's very gaudy with the gold necklace, though. well i was in competition with some trendy grannies i gotta step it up, yeah :P i think it's my first time attending a wedding dinner alone. doing movies alone is nothing. this one needed me to shift gear; there's no way out. thankfully i sat with a sociable and rather charming uncle who came with his wife, who's the bride's chinese teacher from her secondary school (did you get that??) ok, that's all for now.