I like red, even for cupcakes.

Now doesn't Miss Acuvue, look like a star? Well, that's because she is.
Okay, I sound like an advert. Haha I still don't know why she still finds all the photos I took of her that day, unacceptable because she thought she looked unglam in all the photos. Honey, you're wrong! I think she looked especially pretty that day.

Anyway, caught up with Colleen, Bern and DK that day. We watched C performed her sexy salsa dance for the first time @ NUS and then chilled out at a restaurant nearby within her campus area. It was a good catch-up session since it has been quite awhile and it made me realised how much each of us has changed as an individual due to experiences, good or bad. I must say we're more like, umm, adults now... which we pretty much are, of course.

Also, Had a great day with my Baby Jee a few days back after our school! Tried the cupcakes at PiqueNique and let me warn you, don't be fooled by it's fluffy, delightful and pretty appearance. It's not as tasty as it looks. I'd say Malak Oink's red velvet cupcake > 12 Cupcakes' > PiqueNique's. She owned them, hands down. Oh and if you don't believe me, let me tell you why it isn't as great as what you may think :

1. It costs $5.15 per cupcake.
2. For just ONE cupcake, they placed it nicely in the decorated box AND a pretty carrier to go with. Not that I'm complaining because I appreciate the packaging but I think it's not worth it for the cupcake alone UNLESS you decided to take-out. For the box and bag.

In conclusion, I think the cupcake's worth $2 and the packaging products the other $3.15. I think I love the packaging more than the cupcake. Okay, if I go any further and if they come across this space, they'd hate me for life for losing some business. Lucky for them, I'm not some popular person / star /artist or whatever but but but that's just the cold hard truth yo. Hahahaha.

Well, I thought that day would satisfy my long-lived craving for a red velvet cupcake but I guess not. I need another one!

Bee and Kay.

My favourite group of people; meet my dear Barbies and Kens ( not ). We talk about the most random things in the world, maybe the universe. One moment we're talking about some serious stuff and the next Swong could go "Eh my korean boy so handsome!" or WH would go "Dafuq" at every thing, being his vulgar self. We could be talking about the most intellectual or bimbotic topic ever, you'd be in utter flabbergast if you'd join our convo or on the other end, couldn't even catch up nor comprehend. Hahahaha
Not many pics of us this time because more than half the time we were on the move looking for a place to settle down like migrating ducks.


Our Bro Bruno and his 21st gift.
One time, he was walking away from us and FY went "Hey Bruno!" ( In a British accent ) followed by "Mana kau pergi!" ( Which is 'Where you going?' in a very hideous apek voice )
I... honestly don't know why FY is so retarded sometimes. He even came to meet us that day in his corporate wear since he met us straight after his work and he got us laughing hysterically due to the fact that he's always in his most unglamorous outfit whenever he meets us and when he's all dressed up smart like that, it just looked ( and felt ) extremely.... weird.

Fatfat babykins.

With that H&M top and pleated leather skirt, I think I aced the look of Minnie Mouse.

Two places at once.

On the most recent Friday, N surprised me and brought me to one of the places that I've listed as the interesting places in Singapore that I would like to visit ( because there isn't many here ) ; Bukit Timah Saddle Club - though i've suspected that he was driving me to that place when we were along this dubious and creepy road. Well... the place's really beautiful! I am fond of the tip-tapping sound the horses there make every time they're on the move.
We also had some yummy desserts at The Rider's Cafe.

N said my hairband looked like a rope. Well, I know it does, but you just don't simply mention it for fashion's sake! Hahahaha and NO DEAR, IT IS STILL NOT A ROPE. It's a hairband!


Squishhhhhhh you.

Yummy, yummy, yummy I love all kinds of cheesecake.

After which, we zoomed off to MBS. It was also my first time there. For a moment, I couldn't believe how breath-taking the view there was and how much Singapore's landscape has changed, well, in a good way. Makes me forget the vengeance I have for the influx of stinky foreigners for awhile.
We still have yet to explore the top of the building though.




We then had our dinner at Marina Square and he forced me to strike a pose with this.... balloon not-so-action figure. I.... look like a kid. Last warning, there.

My favourite shots by the Babykins :

I love feminine / babydoll-like dresses and ASOS designs the bulk of it in perfection. Like this one I'm wearing. Pure love at first sight.

Unpretty / Pretty / Witty / Bright.

Queen B.

Mustard.

Higher than the empire state.

Well hello, today's a good day. N and I have a baby. We call her 'Cammy'.
LOL. My dream of having a DSLR finally came true! Thanks so much, to my dear N. The second picture depicts the amount of freebies that comes along with the camera. Is that the reason why the IT fair's always a big 'Hoo-ha' besides the cheap prices despite the insane crowd? I get it now.

Anyway, dear N had his new hair cut last week. It looks especially phenomenal ( wow, what a bombastic description, though i'm not faking it haha ) on him. Also, I told him that it looks like handsome Tommy Wee's and that was when he rolled his eyes with his usual adorable yet bitchy at the same time, "Whatever". Hehe come on hun, you should know you're still better to me! Oh, you always have the same face whenever you're into your handphone. Evidence is clearly on the pictures above.

Plus, THE BOY BAND CONCERT LAST WEEK WAS AWESOME! I GET TO TOUCH JEFF TIMMON OF 98DEGREES' HAND FOR LIKE 3 SECS! I sang with all my heart and soul and danced as if I was in a disco and I even broke my heels at the end of the show. Talk about perfect timing. But yeah, it was perfect. More updates soon, yeah? Definitely with more pretty pictures.
So stoked to bring the baby out for adventures!

Broken heels = New sexy heels, no? Well, YES!