Sunday, September 12, 2010
Ern turns 1
For Ern's 1st birthday, I made her fondant icing ducks to decorate on her cake.
Took me the whole night to figure out and then make some more little ducks
But it was worth it.
That's how much I love my niece :)
Can't wait till I start doing it for me kids.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Straight men and fashion
Was shopping with the boyf yesterday and I made the biggest discovery of the year.
That my boyf was definitely not gay. Well that's not the main point. The main point, leading me have this revelation was that he said something that got me pissing mad and puzzled at the same time.
I asked him about several outfits that were floral, polka dotted, stripped etc. He commented simply, " I don't think ANY men understand those patterns". That would be true if all men were straight. But the thing is, there are gay men. And GAY men KNOW about floral patterns etc. So this became my test factor to see if any other men had gay tendencies (doesn't mean they ARE gay, just that they have the genome that makes them lean closer to that).
He went on to say that MEN (straight men, I'm assuming at the moment, cos he's just simply an amoeba, one channel minded), only know sexy, conservative, cute (he also mentioned there was no such thing as cute, i don't know how that conversation went). So the cuttings of the dress were very important, and not so much of the motifs on the dress.
So through that my observation was that if the men had a few comments on the patterns on the fabric, its only because they're metrosexual (if they're not full fledged gay). Gay men have very good taste in fashion, and hence I can say that my boyf's not gay because what he wears are mostly crimes of fashion.
Anyway, just puzzled as he has no comments as to what I choose to wear, but more so of the length of it. Too short a skirt, NO. Maxis - NO. Skinny jeans - YES. Conservative clothes - YES. Oh well.
But, he did make a plus point when he bought me the heart shaped weaved wicker basket inspired handbag. It's very chic (I'm not saying vogue, cos it's not vogue standard, but good enough for me!).
Did you know big rings are making a come back? I'm so totally rocking the big ring fashion now! :D Will try to post some pics of the rings and bag up soon. Muahahahhaha.
That my boyf was definitely not gay. Well that's not the main point. The main point, leading me have this revelation was that he said something that got me pissing mad and puzzled at the same time.
I asked him about several outfits that were floral, polka dotted, stripped etc. He commented simply, " I don't think ANY men understand those patterns". That would be true if all men were straight. But the thing is, there are gay men. And GAY men KNOW about floral patterns etc. So this became my test factor to see if any other men had gay tendencies (doesn't mean they ARE gay, just that they have the genome that makes them lean closer to that).
He went on to say that MEN (straight men, I'm assuming at the moment, cos he's just simply an amoeba, one channel minded), only know sexy, conservative, cute (he also mentioned there was no such thing as cute, i don't know how that conversation went). So the cuttings of the dress were very important, and not so much of the motifs on the dress.
So through that my observation was that if the men had a few comments on the patterns on the fabric, its only because they're metrosexual (if they're not full fledged gay). Gay men have very good taste in fashion, and hence I can say that my boyf's not gay because what he wears are mostly crimes of fashion.
Anyway, just puzzled as he has no comments as to what I choose to wear, but more so of the length of it. Too short a skirt, NO. Maxis - NO. Skinny jeans - YES. Conservative clothes - YES. Oh well.
But, he did make a plus point when he bought me the heart shaped weaved wicker basket inspired handbag. It's very chic (I'm not saying vogue, cos it's not vogue standard, but good enough for me!).
Did you know big rings are making a come back? I'm so totally rocking the big ring fashion now! :D Will try to post some pics of the rings and bag up soon. Muahahahhaha.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
What I think about Sex and the City
To be honest, I love Sex and the City. The shows are great, the characters are vibrant and most of their fashion is good.
I've got to say that I don't take too kindly to what Miss Carrie Bradshaw has to say or wear.
She's the most insignificant character on the show and the more she tries to make it all about her, the more i find that i want to know about the rest of her very interesting friends.
She's neither here nor there. She has no stand, no morals in life, no fashion sense.
She wears the worst clothes, shoes, dates the worst men (except Aidan) and she writes the biggest bullshit. She gives women all hopes that by wearing terrible clothes and buying crazy expensive ugly shoes and walking 7 blocks, everything is fine. The thing is, no one can walk more than 5 blocks on those Manolo Blahniks. Who the fuck buys 50 pairs of Manolo Blahniks and has no money to even buy her own apartment? I guess its someone who write a weekly column next to adverts for penile dysfunctions. I have to say that everyone has to be involved in her problems and she gets freaking mad at people who don't want part of it. As if its her goddamn right to make people think that she's the most important character on the show!?
Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha. These 3 I like, and I secretly feel that the show gets so many ratings because of them. I don't think anyone will tune in to watch a middle aged lady, falling in love with someone wrong, then letting him fuck her around, then break up, then meet a good guy, then treat him like dog crap then leaving him, then cheating on him, then wanting him back again, then telling him that she can not never see Big because he's a part of her life, at the expense of losing the possible "great man" of her life. bla bla bla bla bla. She angers me, but fortunately, I have the other 3 to rely on.
I must say, charlotte, miranda and samantha has one of the best fashion sense. They really inspire me with all thier colourful and bold ways (yet pleasing to the eyes) and that the fact that they have strong life principals and sticks to them. Yes, Charlotte has a stick up her ass most of the time, Samantha is a renowned slut and Miranda has issues, but none of them are as bad a Carrie.
Miss carrie, everything has to be about her. Why does she always wear nothing but a bra, or something over her that she might as well not wear because i can still see her god damn bra?! WTF? And wtf, why the hell does everyone's boobies appear on the shows except hers? Are her breasts ridiculously ugly or what? wtf?
Ok fine, just cos she produced that show, doesn't mean that she should over shadow others. In fact, I think the others are doing a better than she is. In life, in the fashion industry and on tv.
Still love the show though. Muahaha!
I've got to say that I don't take too kindly to what Miss Carrie Bradshaw has to say or wear.
She's the most insignificant character on the show and the more she tries to make it all about her, the more i find that i want to know about the rest of her very interesting friends.
She's neither here nor there. She has no stand, no morals in life, no fashion sense.
She wears the worst clothes, shoes, dates the worst men (except Aidan) and she writes the biggest bullshit. She gives women all hopes that by wearing terrible clothes and buying crazy expensive ugly shoes and walking 7 blocks, everything is fine. The thing is, no one can walk more than 5 blocks on those Manolo Blahniks. Who the fuck buys 50 pairs of Manolo Blahniks and has no money to even buy her own apartment? I guess its someone who write a weekly column next to adverts for penile dysfunctions. I have to say that everyone has to be involved in her problems and she gets freaking mad at people who don't want part of it. As if its her goddamn right to make people think that she's the most important character on the show!?
Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha. These 3 I like, and I secretly feel that the show gets so many ratings because of them. I don't think anyone will tune in to watch a middle aged lady, falling in love with someone wrong, then letting him fuck her around, then break up, then meet a good guy, then treat him like dog crap then leaving him, then cheating on him, then wanting him back again, then telling him that she can not never see Big because he's a part of her life, at the expense of losing the possible "great man" of her life. bla bla bla bla bla. She angers me, but fortunately, I have the other 3 to rely on.
I must say, charlotte, miranda and samantha has one of the best fashion sense. They really inspire me with all thier colourful and bold ways (yet pleasing to the eyes) and that the fact that they have strong life principals and sticks to them. Yes, Charlotte has a stick up her ass most of the time, Samantha is a renowned slut and Miranda has issues, but none of them are as bad a Carrie.
Miss carrie, everything has to be about her. Why does she always wear nothing but a bra, or something over her that she might as well not wear because i can still see her god damn bra?! WTF? And wtf, why the hell does everyone's boobies appear on the shows except hers? Are her breasts ridiculously ugly or what? wtf?
Ok fine, just cos she produced that show, doesn't mean that she should over shadow others. In fact, I think the others are doing a better than she is. In life, in the fashion industry and on tv.
Still love the show though. Muahaha!
Cat love
hmmmmmmmm.
If only love is as simple as cat love!
But still, gives me a reason to go awwwww :D
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
How to lose weight effectively
1) Stop eating like fucking pig
The less you eat the less fats stored in your body. That's pretty much the most straight forward advise that I could give you. Stop grabbing that extra french fry thats lying in front of you. You don't need it to fill your empty soul.
2) You don't need condiments with your food.
Theres no need for salt, ketchup, mayo or anything else that makes the food taste humane. Yes. People on diet eats food that tastes like shit. If you're enjoying your food and its tasty, you're doing it the fucking wrong way.
3) Stop eating Kentucky Fucking Fried Chicken.
Or Macdonalds, or any other fast food for that matter. Anything that comes to your hands and plates within 2 minutes is fucking bad for you. Anything that takes an hour to cook over a slow fire is good. Remember, fried chicken bad. Caveman food, GOOD.
4) Practice cannibalism
You don't see any fat cannibals do you?
5) Start have sex. ALOT.
Sex burns off alot of calories. Don't give me that missionary bullshit. If you're on your back, you're not losing fat.
6) Stop drinking all those sweet drinks.
Anything sweet is bad. BAD. Anything is bitter is good. Sour is best.
7) Eat lots of lemons and chillis.
They are reputed to burn off fats.
8) Stop sitting on your fucking arse and start doing exercise.
You don't do any fucking exercise you don't lose any fucking weight. Simple as that.
9) Get depressed.
Most depressed people lose weight. I on the other hand, gain weight. If you're anything like me, you're screwed because you ultimately know life is depressing anyway.
10) Buy tiny clothes.
Squeeze your fats into the most imappropriate places and allow people to mock and scorn you. Your shamed self will automatically want to lose the weight.
11) Be anorexic, or bullemic.
It works wonders!
12) Fall in love with the most superficial fuck you can find.
The power of love can make you do all the impossibles.
Obviously you can see that I've failed miserably in losing weight effectively because I have failed in achieving any of those.
This is just a freaking mock up of the pointers to lose weight effectively because I'm sick and tired of my residual fats still sitting on my uber hot body. MUAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA. Rubbish. I'm just super bored.
Toodles!
The less you eat the less fats stored in your body. That's pretty much the most straight forward advise that I could give you. Stop grabbing that extra french fry thats lying in front of you. You don't need it to fill your empty soul.
2) You don't need condiments with your food.
Theres no need for salt, ketchup, mayo or anything else that makes the food taste humane. Yes. People on diet eats food that tastes like shit. If you're enjoying your food and its tasty, you're doing it the fucking wrong way.
3) Stop eating Kentucky Fucking Fried Chicken.
Or Macdonalds, or any other fast food for that matter. Anything that comes to your hands and plates within 2 minutes is fucking bad for you. Anything that takes an hour to cook over a slow fire is good. Remember, fried chicken bad. Caveman food, GOOD.
4) Practice cannibalism
You don't see any fat cannibals do you?
5) Start have sex. ALOT.
Sex burns off alot of calories. Don't give me that missionary bullshit. If you're on your back, you're not losing fat.
6) Stop drinking all those sweet drinks.
Anything sweet is bad. BAD. Anything is bitter is good. Sour is best.
7) Eat lots of lemons and chillis.
They are reputed to burn off fats.
8) Stop sitting on your fucking arse and start doing exercise.
You don't do any fucking exercise you don't lose any fucking weight. Simple as that.
9) Get depressed.
Most depressed people lose weight. I on the other hand, gain weight. If you're anything like me, you're screwed because you ultimately know life is depressing anyway.
10) Buy tiny clothes.
Squeeze your fats into the most imappropriate places and allow people to mock and scorn you. Your shamed self will automatically want to lose the weight.
11) Be anorexic, or bullemic.
It works wonders!
12) Fall in love with the most superficial fuck you can find.
The power of love can make you do all the impossibles.
Obviously you can see that I've failed miserably in losing weight effectively because I have failed in achieving any of those.
This is just a freaking mock up of the pointers to lose weight effectively because I'm sick and tired of my residual fats still sitting on my uber hot body. MUAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHA. Rubbish. I'm just super bored.
Toodles!
Monday, September 6, 2010
Couples & Arguments
Couples, have you ever had such epic arguments with each other that makes you want to rip their faces off and then scatter salt over their rawly exposed flesh? I know I have.
My arguments with bunny usually involves raging hormones (not in the good way), his stubbornness, my stubbornness, his stupid remarks, my stupid rebuttals and the fact that we both are trying to prove we're right.
The conversation usually ends with threats of breaking up, replies of confirmations of breaking up, and slamming of phones.
Then after a minute the phone rings again (usually me calling to screw him up to continue the story). I'm a tough girl friend, I have to admit. I'm usually quite bad 2 weeks in a month, usually when I'm ovulating and when I'm on my menses. So he has to endure 2 weeks of my shit.
On most normal days I'm pretty subdued, but once it hits the 2 weeks mark, all my shitty symptoms start coming in. Mum says that PMS is only make believe and there never was PMS hocus pocus during her time (circa 1950s). OH WELL, people flew to the moon, things get discovered, women unveils another secret to bitchiness aloud by creating this PMS syndrome shit so we can all blame the hormones for fucking others up.
Ok, anyway. Right. I'm a terrible gf. I have to be honest. I just get so mad and unreasonable most of the time, I feel ashamed of it. And yes, I'm aware of my actions but I just want it that way so badly. Some say I'm spoilt. I'd like to say that I'm opinionated in what I want (another bullshit way of covering up that I'm spoilt). And to be fair, I only get blinded by anger and madness when its something to do with my family or someone I love, eg. bunny (or any other ex boyfriends for that fact).
I'm always hopping mad over the smallest things (to him) and he finds me crazy. But what he doesnt understand is that the smallest things to men always means the most to women. Right? Please correct me if I'm wrong. But we all know all the smallest things and gestures always mean more than most big gestures. Men don't get it. They're so dumb I truly now believe that their brains are filled with shit.
For me, most arguments that are epic usually involve money and jealousy (usually my fault). I know I know. I should lay back, but sometimes one thing leads to another and its just a meltdown!
After 30 minutes of verbal abuse hurled at each other, we usually go to bed, all emotionally drained from the personal attacks on each other, only to wake up hoping that we still love each other (this is what I feel, totally unsure if he wakes up thinking of me at all!) hahahaha.
But yes, eventually we would apologise to each other, not because we were wrong (we were both right in our reasonings), but because we treasured each other more than proving who was right. I guess many couples do this, but I have noticed several couples breaking up because both of them have prides. It's just a waste of what could have been when you set your ego aside and realise that you might lose someone important in your life just because you didn't want to lose in an argument.
For sure there would be even more epic arguments to come in our future. However, we both realised that the only reason why we got spanking mad at each other was because that we cared alot. And that's how the cookie crumbles.
My arguments with bunny usually involves raging hormones (not in the good way), his stubbornness, my stubbornness, his stupid remarks, my stupid rebuttals and the fact that we both are trying to prove we're right.
The conversation usually ends with threats of breaking up, replies of confirmations of breaking up, and slamming of phones.
Then after a minute the phone rings again (usually me calling to screw him up to continue the story). I'm a tough girl friend, I have to admit. I'm usually quite bad 2 weeks in a month, usually when I'm ovulating and when I'm on my menses. So he has to endure 2 weeks of my shit.
On most normal days I'm pretty subdued, but once it hits the 2 weeks mark, all my shitty symptoms start coming in. Mum says that PMS is only make believe and there never was PMS hocus pocus during her time (circa 1950s). OH WELL, people flew to the moon, things get discovered, women unveils another secret to bitchiness aloud by creating this PMS syndrome shit so we can all blame the hormones for fucking others up.
Ok, anyway. Right. I'm a terrible gf. I have to be honest. I just get so mad and unreasonable most of the time, I feel ashamed of it. And yes, I'm aware of my actions but I just want it that way so badly. Some say I'm spoilt. I'd like to say that I'm opinionated in what I want (another bullshit way of covering up that I'm spoilt). And to be fair, I only get blinded by anger and madness when its something to do with my family or someone I love, eg. bunny (or any other ex boyfriends for that fact).
I'm always hopping mad over the smallest things (to him) and he finds me crazy. But what he doesnt understand is that the smallest things to men always means the most to women. Right? Please correct me if I'm wrong. But we all know all the smallest things and gestures always mean more than most big gestures. Men don't get it. They're so dumb I truly now believe that their brains are filled with shit.
For me, most arguments that are epic usually involve money and jealousy (usually my fault). I know I know. I should lay back, but sometimes one thing leads to another and its just a meltdown!
After 30 minutes of verbal abuse hurled at each other, we usually go to bed, all emotionally drained from the personal attacks on each other, only to wake up hoping that we still love each other (this is what I feel, totally unsure if he wakes up thinking of me at all!) hahahaha.
But yes, eventually we would apologise to each other, not because we were wrong (we were both right in our reasonings), but because we treasured each other more than proving who was right. I guess many couples do this, but I have noticed several couples breaking up because both of them have prides. It's just a waste of what could have been when you set your ego aside and realise that you might lose someone important in your life just because you didn't want to lose in an argument.
For sure there would be even more epic arguments to come in our future. However, we both realised that the only reason why we got spanking mad at each other was because that we cared alot. And that's how the cookie crumbles.
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