I hate shoes

The title is not a typo.  


I hate how they make me uncomfortable. I hate how they feel. 
I guess most of all, I hate that my feet hate shoes. 


I was doing some blog browsing and I came across these shoes that do nothing feed the non-existent foot-coveirng fetish of mine, but do feed the artistic longings of the non-artistic person I am. 

I also do know my opinion of shoes goes against the norm. So go ahead and feed at Anastasia Radevich.  

L'Odyssée de Cartier

Hello. It's been a while. 


I've been reading fashion posts non-stop to gain inspiration for a fashion writeup job. It tickled me so much I needed to share some of the gorgeous stuff I chanced upon. 


Like this bordering wonderous ad for Cartier. 

I recently went to the Cartier showcase in the ArtScience Museum at Marina Bay Sands. 


The ArtsScience Museum itself is a waste of time. Two rooms showcasing almost nothing. But the special exhibitions were wondrous. The Titanic presentation brought tears. The Cartier pieces sparkled. 


Honestly, I'm not tickled by the Cartier pieces enough to want to buy them. I guess because my fashion sense is more... high fashion, dare I say? Point is, I love black pieces that have straight but interesting cuts. Classic jewelry is not really my thing. 


But there was this one pure white room filled with long white straws in the Cartier exhibition that made me sit and stare so long, the suited in black security guard felt the need to warily watch over me the entire duration. It was strangely comforting to have his presence to pull me back while I was drawn inexplicitly into the nothingness of the bright white space that only held one magnifying glass over a classic Cartier timepiece that I hardly remember now. 


The same way I am fascinated by this luxuriously nonsensical advert by Cartier. I love the almost cliche yet beautiful way the diamonds blew up in the air when the leopard turned to life. The roomful of animal jewels that were alive. And who could forget that gorgeous red dress and the timepiece the leopard represented. 

Note: Click on photos to view original source. 

Change Up!

The wonderful omy.sg team got us into yet another free movie viewing. 


To be honest, if it wasn't cos I got the tix free, I probably wouldn't have spent time/ money going to watch the show. 


Why? Because it sounds like another version of Freaky Friday. And Boy And Girl. And all other change body movies. 

But I'm glad I did go watch. 
Cos it was actually entertaining. 


There wasn't a cliche moment in the show t'all. The lines were funny, the story with a wunnerful meaningful ending. 
I'm a sucker for sappy endings. Happy! I meant happy! 


And Olivia Wilde was hooootttttt...!! 
Cue lace white thong scene. 

What? You thought I'd put the lace thong scene image here? Go watch lah! 

It also got me thinking. 
If I could change bodies with a person for a day... WHO would I be? 


I came up with A List: 
1) Angelina Jolie 
2) A man. Any man. So I can finally understand exactly how their minds could only think of sex all day long. 
3) I take it back. A good looking man would be good. So I can appreciate hot bods on men more. 
4) A cat. 


Maybe you'll start your own list after watching Change Up. ;) 

Audi Fashion Festival - Francis Cheong

I was graciously given a chance to attend the annual Singapore Audi Fashion Festival last week.

It was one of those things where one month before you go "please please God by some amazing part-the-red-sea miracle let me have a chance to go to that shallow event which contributes absolutely zero to my IQ level but I wanna go anyway".

It's a checklist right? Attend Malaysia International Fashion Week one year. Singapore Audi Festival the next. Next thing you know, Mercedes Benz Fashion Week New York baby.

The simple ambitions of a bimbo.

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Francis Cheong is a local Singapore gowns designer. Similar to the likes of Carven Ong, Alvin Tay and Beatrice Looi in KL.

But Singaporeans seem to have a high regard for Francis' designs. The mention of his name immediately retrieves the same response. "His gowns are nice."

How refreshing. No matter how nice Malaysian fashion designs are, I have never heard of any designer unanimously receiving a chop of approval from every Malaysian.

Needless to say, I had high expectations watching the show.

First half photos.

I don't know about you but to me... it was...
simply disappointing.

The designs were so completely 'been there done that'. I was trying my very best to describe the designs in my head in a creative fashionista way.

Example: Long blue chiffon satin mix gown with a sleek halter neck with encrusted jewels embracing the bodice.
Truth: Typical off the shelf blue shiny gown with cheap large brooch in front.

Example ha. Not actual description of any of the dresses.

But then halfway through, some local actresses strutted their stuff.

I presumed she's a local actress as I'm not sure who she is. She doesn't look like a runway model (and I mean that in the nicest way possible), and people were cheering when she came out. Sorry, all I got.

Then... 1, then 2, then 3 completely different class designs came on.
And *then* the show began.

The finale was a dress with peacock feathers shooting out of each shoulder.
Sorry. No enuff photos.

Final line up photos.

And special appearance by Christy Chung. And Francis Cheong himself.

It wasn't Alexander McQueen. But it was tres-interesting-chic nonetheless.

So... Anyone wanna hold a prayer rally for me to head to New York next year?

Pics from omy.sg

April Beauty Review

Once in a while I remind myself that this blog started out with the intention on focusing on beauty/ makeup. 


Ok, I know I'm not very good at remaining focused. Which is probably why I'll never make it as the 'top beauty blogger', or the top blogger, full stop. 


I just don't find it interesting to stay focused on one topic! 
Life is more than just beauty. Or makeup. Or art. It's a mix of everything and anything. 


But I digress. The point is... I tried out some of these products in the last few months. And here's what I think of 'em. 


Cellnique's Body Shower Gel 

It was quite a puzzle for me to receive this in the mail from Cellnique. I mean, I like their products and all, but how different can shower gel be from another brand? 


Nevertheless, I tried, hoping for some miraculous selling point for me to mention here to convince you to spend a whopping RM60 on a really not-so-large bottle of shower gel. 


After months of trying, sorry Cellnique, but nope. Nada. No selling point. 


Sasa's Cyber Colours Aqua Based Pudding Foundation 

I had high hopes for this foundation. 


To be fair, it did meet most of my expectations. 
Lightweight, smooth (amazingly smooth!!), not thick at all, and good coverage. 


But it still clogged my combination skin's pores some. Not too much, but still some. So I will give it an 8/10. 


Great for dry/ combination skins though. My skin is just too oily! 


Sasa's Methode Swiss Thermal Oxygen Overnight Mask 

I love this, because it's easy to use. It's just like a moisturiser. Slap on and go. Or rather, sleep. 

The thermal beads. 

I slapped this on my face, neck, arms and armpits. 
Yes, you read right. 


Armpits are so forgotten, it's sad. Especially those who just slather on deos and forget about them, and then they turn blackish and ugly. Ugh. 


I will write a post one day on caring for your armpits. In the meantime, just remember to clean them properly end of the day, and moisturise them too! 


Back to this product. 


It didn't clog pores. It has no smell. It went on smooth and clear. You wake up the next day feeling normal, no heaviness. But there is a slight smoothing effect on the skin. 


The product brochure says two weeks of usage you'll see a BIG diff. But my gripe is... it doesn't say how often? Every night for two weeks? Or once a week? What? 


The instructions are pretty sucky. So I recommend just using it once every two days max, just in case it's two heavy on the pores. 


Ok. My beauty duty is done. My guilty conscience has been pacified. 
For another 6 months. 
JUST KIDDING. 


I promise I'll try to update more. Per previous post, I need to get my writing mojo back. 
Toodles!