Fri: Kub’s Bday

October 22, 2012 Comments (0) Party Like

Melium’s Style Rocks dress theme last Thursday was ‘Breaking Fashion Rules’. The moment i read that i knew what i wanted to wear… something that’s almost like a costume and i just hadn’t found the RIGHT place to wear it to yet. Clem saw it once and called it a picnic blanket. But his outlook on my fashion choices have always spurned comments like, “Did you just come out of jail?”. (i was wearing metal cuff shoes -_-)

It looked like a picnic blanket, but an awesome slinky MAGIC picnic blanket okay.

Before i stepped out of the house, i saw Ferhat’s tweets on what the others were wearing and i was like, “Mannnn why is everyone wearing black?” I thought of changing… then went ‘frick it’. Why be like everyone else. I’m just gonna suck it and WEAR THIS PICNIC BLANKET COS I WANT TO.

My madcapper and i. She isn’t so mad nowadays tho. You better step it up XD

Sarch & Fufu

with Thanu & Yiulin

I like small people like Atilia.

Sue the pixie!

SalahWrong. Sarch said i was probably the only person she knew who could make wearing the Croatian flag look good. That’s such a wonderful compliment.

Neal & i

I loved Noreen’s ensemble. She always gets it right.

Bla bla bla it was kinda dark in Sultan’s Lounge. I wish it were brighter cos dark fashion events don’t let you see what everyone is wearing? There were SO many people there, i didn’t take pictures with everyone – too many. Finally decided to leave at 1:30am. Said bye to Magie near the entrance and accidentally tumbled/tripped on her. I AM SO CLUMSY (and shy).

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Friday morning was a bit hard after Style Rocks. I didn’t schedule any meetings in the morn so i rolled around in bed till 11am (this rarely happens and it FELT SO GOOD) and got up for my third powerplate class of the week. I thought i’d be in a group class but as (tough) luck would have had it, noone else turned up for a lunchtime class on Friday and i was one-on-one with Farah for a full butt workout.

I almost died.

I’ve started suffering from hangovers (age has finally caught up) and one-on-one class means i can’t cheat and the trainer will be watching my EVERY move and forcing me to redo it if it was a half-assed one. I pushed myself through all the squats, leg lifts and butt clenches till i was screaming. I felt okay to scream since noone else was there but her and me. But GODDAMN will you scream if you ever do a butt class with her. I was proudly prodding it after class cos i could feel how firm my bum was right after all that torture! No vain no pain no gain. I want my bum to be as nice as possible in my clothes. Oh, and not in any clothes too.

Friday night, Clem and i went to Vin’s in TTDI for Kubs‘ birthday.