Sweet treats

Take any girl my age and ask for her definition of sweet treats. Some may speak of decadent vices in the form of Laduree assorted macarons of every flavour there is. Whereas I would go for a huge wardrobe of gorgeous bags and shoes. And what would be a huge sweet treat for me is the day that babu would finally say, "yes you can use any of my bags." 

Knowing how babu really is, she would never say such sweet things. Only once was I allowed to use one bag from her wardrobe but I didn't take the opportunity because the bag didn't "fit" the occasion. Question: since when do bag sizes matter?

Now the question as to why babu would not let me use her bags is not because she doesn't trust me with things (truthfully no one should ever trust me with their things) but because I don't deserve to flaunt bags that cost more than my rent. Although, most of the time I have the vilest ideas of sneaking out without her noticing that her Chanels are missing. But I guess this is a lesson for me. She never actually buys these bags but they are all gifts from babah since she is making a good job in keeping all of us grounded. 

I guess these bags are the special kind of sweet treats. And like every sweet treats, they taste better when you have waited long enough or saved enough to pay your rent!

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On a side note, I had a quick lunch at Fish & Co followed by tea at Matadoe with the 2 dapper friends of mine, Mu'izz and Aqil. Coincidentally, all three of us were wearing chinos of the same colour (great minds think alike!). Change of rules: On Tuesdays, we wear beige now.

much love,

Canadians for a day

A quick hello and an update of me and Amal R's lunch date at Bistro Chez Fio. Both of us had some real Canadian business on our plates. We started off with a poutine which is just a fancy Canadian way of saying french fries with gravy. I had the Bistro burger whereas Amal had the most expensive meal on the menu - the Salmon burger. RIDICULOUS! good thing she finished it all hehe



As for our outfits, Amal has put up a video of what we wore on our date. Thanks mal!

xx,

ps: Amal has a lovely blog that she updates regularly :) click me

Food diary

In between days and days of not doing anything useful at home, I find myself mostly eating out and about in Brunei. On the very first day I arrived my parents brought me out for sushi and  when you haven't seen a whole table clustered with plates of sushi and unagi for 9 months, there's no better reason to not succumb into gluttony.

Last weekend, we had family-friends visiting us all the way from Kuching. We brought them to our favourite sushi place, Kaizen Waterfront which allows a fabulous view of the kampung ayer. Jokes were exchanged over our dinner table and the night was ended with Uncle Azmi sharing us how babah tried so hard to impress babu when they first started dating (in light of babah having the need to tell everyone about Mr).

Dinner attire: fancy dinner calls for a pair of fancy pants from H&M and my favourite embellished clutch from Accessorize that I rarely go out with!

The day before I had a short catch up session over tea + mud cakes with my favourite girls, Zirah and Fifah at Matadoe. I so did not tell these girls to pose :p

Ending this post with a beautiful laksa:

Hungry,

June Loves

1) It is neither practical nor affordable. I should really get over my penchant for buying impractical bags but I still can't stop thinking about this radio clutch from Kate Spade. I'm not sure if I can make it mine since KS does not do international shipping. So I guess a girl can just pretend :(

2) I simply can not bear the thought of dark, smokey make up any longer, so things are getting pretty in my make-up routine: deep plum lipstick from Bobbi Brown has been replaced with a neon pink from YSL. Next on my wish list is this gorgeous coral red.

3) I am easing into summer with pretty ballet flats. Could these marshmallow pink Ted Baker bow flats be any more darling?

4) Pretty much self-explanatory. 

xx,

Packing summer

This is exactly what happens when you're done with the exams. Suddenly the nights are longer, the days crisp and you've forgotten that you have a week left to pack everything out into your new house. Packing is something I am a master at. And by that I mean packing a veggie burrito into a semi-full stomach and then squeezing in an instant teh tarik, and a handful of panfried halloumi cheese. Rolling is my only trick, which means my suitcase is a hot mess with a few cinnamon bun-like rolling things doing nothing at all. Right now I'm torn in between packing what I want to use in Brunei and what I actually need!

Putting aside the packing commotion, I've gone from having the craze for outerwear to collecting crop tops now. I have bought 3 new crop tops this week and I have a feeling that I will find myself omitting the normal length shirts and blouses to my new found love. Oh dear god.

Forever-needing-my-mom-to-help-me-pack,

PS: This is some serious gif party post.

☼S☼U☼M☼M☼E☼R☼

A week from today will mark the beginning of my summer. So backyard barbecues and high tea with friends are filling up my calendar and the warm weather awaits. What makes this summer more special is that I will be finishing off my first year soon! As I sit back and reflect on the past nine months - I can't believe the milestones I've made :-)

Combatting my stress from revisions the best way that I know how: planning summer outfits ahead with patterns and cute shoes from Zara!

There is no excuse to not be wearing skirts this summer. I am way past my prime to be wearing short ones so I can't wait to stock up on long A line skirts such as this one from All Saints. I can't justify whether £76 is worth the value for a jersey skirt. Yes, I'm finally on a real student budget. 

+ Adding that cute clutch in my Summer wish-list. Oops.

xx,

ps: 2 more papers to go!

Study break

Here we go again with the whole cycle of consuming way too much caffeine in a day and becoming the most prolific procrastinator of all time. I will be sitting for my first paper this coming Monday and words can not suffice to tell you how exhausted my brain is from taking in too much statutes and judgements. 

I've said it before, it is almost impossible to be incompetent at procrastinating. After all it is our best forte as exams are drawing nearer. The best defence for this academically adverse behaviour of mine is motivation. And sometimes the best motivator is a well-deserved break. Note that while ‘well-deserved’ is a subjective threshold, there might be a fine line between motivation and procrastination. However, I am yet to find this line. 

And sometimes the best motivator could be something else. Something beyond a well-deserved break.

Here's to you with an oddly character that marches to the beat of your own drum. Never a day goes by that I don't ever think of you Mr. 

Yes you are my motivation and yes I will get on with my revisions now :p

Too happy,