happy halloween!

a moroccan 23rd

more photos from krystal's party, courtesy of her sister tiffany.

wednesday was off to a good start. finished neil gaiman's the graveyard book (pilfered from my 10year old tuition kiddy. teehee!) then went to the family court for some do-good-ing. legal clinics aren't for the faint-hearted and i was horrified that one of the wives who came by had a band-aid baby on her marital counsellor's advice. warped, much?

crossed the road to magazine street after for the rolf benz 25th anniversary and met a bunch of interesting people. really like my hosts and i had fun catching up with friends i'd not seen in awhile, and getting to know new people. and when i got tired of wearing my party face, there were the most delicious sofas to flop down and veg out on as the jazz set went into overtime :) plus there was yummy german food and i think i had too many quiches. whoops! was one of the last to leave because my host had started to sing and he was so very effortless and i was kinda bopping along to the music and completely forgetting that i had somewhere else to be.

accidentally hailed a prestige taxi ($5???!!!! once my bum hits the seat???!) back home to pick up some booze because my mama taught me never to go empty handed and it was awayyy on my magic carpet to a moroccan-themed birthday party. aunty susie (formerly miss malaysia, don't play play...) had transformed the house into a moroccan riyadh with rugs of all shapes and sizes strewn over the floor. she'd beautiful silk cushions carpeting the floor, lanterns strung across the trees and with the stone elephant up front, kebabs and shisha going, it truly felt like something out of arabian nights. hung out with friends new and old. all the people i've not seen for a decade suddenly reappeared in krystal's morocco. bizarre, i know. was also very happy to meet a ton of people i should've met by now but hadn't, planned a phuket getaway with some girlfriends (yes, we will make it happen at the ratcha...) and am home and happy by 3am.

so i like my wednesdays tame, where you can actually indulge in pseudo-intellectual conversation and take in the surroundings. have two jam-packed days and it's off to shanghai come friday so woot woot to the weekend!

umchik umchik. not.

swung by stereolab on a friend's invitation for a modeling agency's anniversary party. snapped a few quick, albeit blur, photos of the fashion show and called it an early night. correction, the three of us left for DIY coldstone ice cream back at my host's swanky bachelor's pad. because good conversation over chubbyhubby and cammomile tea is preferable to bad music with unattractive strangers. plus i was absolutely knackered digesting the massive ter ka we managed to put away over dinner at imperial treasure.

sarong party people

it's been awhile since the last party! usually have 101 excuses why not to entertain but this time my spontaneous inner-self (haha) got the better of me. plus i let myself go a little crazy with the planning and almost had a panic attack when sean suggested shot glasses.

the timing worked out just right, seeing how we've a brief break between deadlines. and for the working folk, it's friday night. so what better occasion to break out the drinking goggles and sarong? figured that a party in a peranakan house has to have a peranakan theme. so it was sarongs all the way, from kebayas to a brave SPG who came with her token guai lo in tow. +points for creativity!

(oh, and in case you haven't realised, this is why i went to mustafa, and did groceries with a backpack!)

jared was the first to score my pink punishment sarong for guests who came THEME-less! for some reason he doesn't look all that penitent though...

spot the SPG! gotta say, i appreciated the effort (almost -_-) everyone made

reginald was quite the charmer

if this was facebook, i would 'like' this photo 100 times

good times :)
i like my friends!
and now i'm so exhausted it will be awhile before the next party.

the night of the water thieves

disclaimer: i am as far from hip and haps as it gets.

but i happen to have sweet friends with sweeter offers and they know people who know people and tadaaa! avalon :) which was a little funny because the club itself is not ready so we were at the convention centre (???!) and it felt like a bad prom flashback. not that i ever had the misfortune of prom in a convention centre but the batch one year my senior at rj did (teehee). always wondered what it would be like to traipse through carrefour in a ballgown. but back to the avalon event being held in a convention centre, weird as it was initially, i can see why a convention centre was a suitable venue for a rave. 

all the sets were pushed back and by the time above and beyond started spinning it was almost 5 (they were supposed to go on at 3!!!) but it was nothing short of amazing and suddenly i'd a second wind and continued to boogie the night away. which was fun, because i hadn't 'boogied the night away' since freshman year. which is also why such nights are momentous and occur every four years, like the olympics. 

come on MBS, you have to up your game and not make patrons walk through the colon of the building before getting to the convention centre...

her table came with too much alcohol for 5 people ;)

the only downside was the randoms who circled like vultures and swooped in to steal water from our table. what's with that?

awesome night and today i'm back to my usual good self.

the end.

reality bites

crazy packed touring yesterday and...

tonight it's off to avalon with this amazing line-up 

2000 - 2045 NICOLE CHEN

2045 - 2130 ANDREW T

2130 - 2230 SANTIGOLD

2230 - 0000 MAJOR LAZER

0000 - 0100 FLO RIDA0

0100 - 0215 STEVE AOKI

0215 - 0330 STEVE ANGELLO

0300 - 0600 ABOVE & BEYOND

sleep is for the weak - and those who don't like above & beyond. foresee us pulling an all-nighter at avalon, and then sending him to the airport (he's off to saigon for the weekend) at 7am. gah. coupled with night class later and dinner with my girls, this is going to be one looong night. thank goodness for defensive sleeping and waking in the afternoon. ready to hit the ground running!

plus there are papers to write, why why why are there SO MANY papers to write. but i'm done with wills, and aiming to finish the 5000 word family law assignment before my 6pm class. just started, so wish me luck aplenty! 

this is defensive blogging, btw, in response to the slew of 'don't you go to class? don't you have work?' well yes and yes, i'm on course full-time, continue to work part-time (as i did through college) and with what residuary time i have, i do the other things that are so much more enjoyable. so sue me :)

i leave you with a photo of the family law assignment in it's 21 page glory. and yes, that's just the QUESTION.

dinner in

is such a fun affair! especially when peach garden caters and i get to be a guest too :) have nothing but respect for the impeccable hostess-types and do endeavour to one day be able to multi-task like that. yet for now, i'm mega lazy and cat-content to be served without having to lift a finger.

plus i love how the stairs invade the dining room and it gives the place a harry potter feel, as if you're living in the cupboard under the stairs. good times result from great alcohol (we'd st. julien '82) and even better company. plus over the course of dinner, i scored my little brother a swimming coach gig. he nows owes me an introduction fee and i've half a mind to be like those maid agencies and demand his first year's wage...

a photo just because

pity shanghai didn't materialise this weekend like it was supposed to, but then again we'd two long-standing engagements and it wouldn't have been nice if we'd flaked out last minute so just as well. there will be other times, or so i comfort myself.

instead of shanghai, we went for a surprise spin on friday night, a party-like-there's-no-tomorrow birthday bash on saturday, and for shabu shabu with friends old and new at nadaman tonight.

there's korean bbq tomorrow night and i remember the days by what i consume.

what is confirmed, however, is kuching for a wedding at the end of october. yay to exploring my own backyard :)

old habits die hard

we interrupt the perth posts with a bar opening interjection.

was hip and happening (for once!) and went to the opening of ku de ta at the skypark at marina bay sands. a friend of his buzzed us at 1030 and asked if we were game to swing by in an hour. because we like to think we're up for anything, and always with ready company at hand, we rallied sean and traipsed down to the skypark. had a ton of fun - being 57 storeys up and outdoors was pretty amazing. awesome views of the singapore skyline. i felt patriotism well up within me as we looked over the marina. the bar is a nice mix of indoor and outdoor, there was trance (always a good sign), fresh air and flexibility to bop the alcohol off or chill on the deck. more importantly, there was great company (our host is a sweetie! i really like her.) and an open bar till 1am. what more does one need for some midweek excitement? after we drank to our heart's content, it was off to spize for some post-drink tummy balancing. and because i upload photos and blog to wind down, a habit i picked up in stockholm where the weekday parties ended by midnight, here we go :)

check out the indoor vortex as we traversed the building to reach tower 3

view from the top, and from multiple angles

now i'm sufficiently wound down, good night :)

day 21

saturday 29 may 2010 stockholm

after 3 lovely nights crashing at A's, i figured i'd imposed enough and it was time to move on to my next charitable friend. moved into J's with some drama concerning a certain absentee german and my old room at k-town. end result: very happy to take J's offer to sleep on her couch. and we met the crew in the south (oh my i can't remember the t-bana stops anymore!). while waiting for the rest, we chanced upon this very sporting bride made to yodel at the t-bana for change. how absolutely mortifying, and hats off to the gutsy bride-to-be. she really could yodel! she was brought blindfolded to the doors and when her blindfold was whipped off, her hens (haha) ordered her to yodel, which she did with minimal hesitation and rather well, i might add. moral of the story: don't get married in stockholm.

too cute!

and we went to vapiano's for dinner at gamla stan. love their fresh herbs, any fresher and you'd have to pick them yourself. oh wait, i just did.

after dinner, it was off to lilla essingen for C's birthday! what a pleasant surprise to see C again, and the very gracious birthday girl gave me the box (meant for the empty bottles - them swedes are so green they recycle EVERYTHING) so i could mail my 5kg of shopping home. now that's a real friend ;)

and the sunset over the water - what did i say? how not to love stockholm in summer.