First off everyone must must must go to Bittersweet on Saturday night this week. It's at the Roof Bar @ Skygarden, 77 Castlereagh Street, so it's a pretty place, and it starts from 10pm to the wii hours of Sunday morning. Tickets are $15 prepaid (get your friends from UNSW to buy them off the Comsoc people, in fact find the vice president of Comsoc and tell her "Mel asked me to ask you when you were going to empty your hardrive on her computer?") and $25 at the door. Everyone with any hint of coolness will be there and since I trust that all of you are cool (why else would you be reading my cool blog then? Everyone replies: "Obviously for reasons other than coolness..." -_-;;), so you all must come and dance until you legs fall off!
Monday Weather: Sunny (14 degrees Celcius). Top: Silver tulip dress bought in Newtown, Sydney & Baggy navy cardigan stolen from my Grandpa in Beijing. Bottom: Black opaque stockings. Shoes: Black satin heels, a present from friends.
I felt slightly overdressed at Uni on Monday, but I wore this outfit purely because I was headed for somewhere extremely cool (I'm using the word "cool" an awfully lot today) right after I finished my classes.
Take a guess...
It has to do with the woman I look up to as a fashion icon... She sings... She designs... Read the title of this post...
Do you know who I'm talking about?
(Okay now I'm just trying to waste space so my next picture doesn't screw up my alignments).
Yes! You are right! I went to Gwen Stefani's Sweet Escape Concert at the Acer Arena. Woo!
The show was absolutely awesome! The opening act was by Gym Class Heroes (take a look at my girlfriend...) and then we waited for about an hour before the lights dimmed again and then sirens went off, people began to scream, two Harajuku Girls ran out from the crowd getting chased by police officers. They got caught and went up on stage, then the distinct sound of "woohoo, whihoo" filled the arena and from the centre of the stage a jail cell glided out. Inside was Gwen trapped... "If I could escape..."
Check out the crowd!
All I have to say is that that woman can sure put on an exciting performance, and DAMN she's hot for a 38 year old!
My sister was so excited to be there. I was originally going to surprise and just bring her to the concert without telling her anything, however I made the mistake of telling a family friend about this surprise and then she in turn told her little brother who ended up telling my sister, so my genius plan of being the best sister in the world failed. Claude still screamed when I confirmed that I was in fact taking her to see Gwen Stefani though.
Claude and I spent the whole time dancing, singing, screaming, cheering and shouting, which seemed to be completely the opposite of what my friend was doing. I had never been to a concert with this friend before so I expected them to be act like their normal outgoing self and to be just as excited and cheerful like my sister and I were. Except they sat in their seat the whole time, didn't clap, didn't scream, didn't talk, didn't make any sound or movement at all! I was flabbergasted that anyone could remain so calm in such an atmosphere. I thought my friend might have really hated the concert but when it finished my friend said, "that was an awesome concert". Hmm... they certainly didn't act that way. One thing I do know for sure is that I'll never see a concert with them again *dies*.
Sunday Weather: Sunny (15 degrees Celcius). Top: RUSTY gray tank top bought in Sydney & long black cardigan bought in Japan. Bottom: Black full length leggings bought in Sydney. Shoes: Gray heels bought in Harajuku, Japan. Bag: Silver vintage bag bought in Newtown, Sydney. Accessories: Vivienne Westwood orb necklace & black waist belt (off the top I wore to my birthday party).
I was in a dressing room in Myer trying on a few clothes when I realized they had the "skinny mirrors" (mirrors with a slightly concaved surface, making reflected objects appear smaller), so I quickly took my outfit photo there rather than on my porch at home.
Anyway I went to the Sydney Fashion Bloggers meet up today. We had high tea at the Swissôtel where I funnily enough, bumped into Ryo who was working. High tea was fantastic! I devoured the scones, sandwiches and mini cakes that looked delicious on display (but even more delicious in my stomach). I also got to congratulate Gala Darling for getting a job at Cosmopolitan, meet our wonderful organizer Sara from The Bargain Queen, Cat from the ABC’s Catalyst program and Cat’s Experiment, Melanie from Slave to Shopping, Anna/Icy from Individual Chic, Joanna from and a few other bowerbird vintage and a few other lovely bloggers and blog readers.
After high tea I went over to Philippa's house where I requested that she cut out the last layer of my hair extensions. I loved those extensions when I first got them done two and a half months ago. I finally had thick cascading hair. But unfortunately that thick cascading hair ended up ratty and full of knots. Poor Philippa spent half an hour trying to brush it out as I squirmed and cried. I think I'll get a hair cut soon. I think today Gala inspired me to do something a little more fun with my hair LoL.
I went to an interesting place on Friday, but I'm not going to go into that now.
What I am going to go into is Harry Potter! I finished reading the 7th book on Monday and as soon as I finished the last word, which was "well" (highlight) I immediately felt a void within my heart as I realized that my journey with Harry was over.
I was flipping through some of my old Japanese teen magazines (S Cawaii, Vivi & Pinky etc.) when I broad smile crept up upon my face. I thought about all the times during high school (in Sydney) when I looked up to the cute models in these magazines thinking that they were incredibly well dressed and unbelievably pretty. But years have passed since then and while I still think they're extremely attractive girls, I wouldn't really want to dress like them anymore. The mainstream Japanese fashion seen in these magazines no long capture my interest, while their subculture of gothic, punk and lolita stimulates my visual senses to an incredible degree. I then pulled out a few issues of Zipper, Kera and Nylon and allowed myself to dissolve in such eye candy. It's not about every day clothes anymore, it's all about costume now.
Reading these magazines however, made me miss Japan. I just knew I would complain about how much I missed Sydney while I was in Japan and then complain about how much I missed Japan when I was back in Sydney. My memories of my time in my Numazu high school still lingers sentimentally.
I came across a section in one of my Popteen magazines about high school girls and what they had inside their bags. I giggled at how typically cute they were.
I felt a sudden pang after seeing these pictures as I thought of my high school friends. They are all seniors now and are getting ready to take the University Entrance Exams. This 'pang' I felt soon turned into inspiration as I decided to create a school girl bag picture of my own, to make it seem as if I was still there about to take the exams with them.
My friend Joanna's 19th party coincided with the release of Harry Potter's 7th book. I feel kind of sad the the journey with Harry is over. No, I haven't read the book yet, but I pre-ordered it several months ago and my sister is picking it up today. I think I'll cry when I read the last page. As I said before, I'm a big baby, so my eyes are a little swollen in the photos above because I was crying over manga haha.
Joanna's party was meant to be a dress up school uniform/Harry Potter party. I tried my best to dress up as a school girl from err... a Japaneses School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... called "Hoguwaatsu" -_-;; Japanese school girl is very easy (and typcial) to dress up as (more on that in my next post). I just had to grab mother's black wrap (for a cloak), the witches hat Amir gave me back when I was in Japan during the Halloween party, and of course my seven and a quarter inches long wand made of chopstick @.@
Semester 2 of Uni starts again tomorrow. I received a distinction average for Semester 1 so I'm happy with that but I will have to work even harder this semester if I want to do exchange at a good University overseas. At first I felt that these six weeks of holidays just flew by and I didn't do much at all but then I thought about it and I have worked, learnt how to play chess, signed up for tennis classes and now I'm motivated to do a bit of fashion design (all thanks to Paradise Kiss). So I guess I did achieve something after all.
For the next half of the year I will work harder in everything I do (that includes partying LoL)!!!
The determinations of youth springs from the inner core of Mel.
Chu ♥ Mel
[Edit]: I'm so angry with hervia.com (they sell Vivienne Westwood products from the UK) right now. The dress that I was debating whether to buy or not in my last post, I ended up buying (after talking to a few friends who helped me make up my mind). My order went through, processed and everything, then the next day I get an email saying the item that I ordered was out of stock. I don't know how they let the order process if it was out of stock. I'm not very happy at all.
Tuesday Weather: Sunny (10 degrees Celcius). Top: Black turtleneck bought in Uniqlo, Black shift dress bought, Vivienne Westwood cardigan all bought in Japan. Bottom: Dark red opaque stockings bought in Japan. Shoes: Black ankle boots bought in Melbourne. Bag: Chanel Cambon Ligne Bowling Bag. Accessories: Vivienne Westwood orb necklace.
This was my "nosebleed" outfit. I didn't want to risk wearing anything with light colors. You may or may not remember that I bought the dress I'm wearing in Japan back in November. I must say it still makes me look slightly pregnant but I only need to lose another 7kgs and it should look good after that.
I don't know how it happened but for the past year or so I have seriously fallen in love with Vivienne Westwood. It might be because Australia doesn't have a VW boutique so I can't really satisfy my desires, it may also be because I'm influenced by NANA and my increasing interest in Gothic, Victorian, interesting cuts, punk rock and all things costume. There is this beautiful summer dress on sale at 50% off from VW right now. I love it so much I want to cry, but it costs $150GBP (around $300AUD). I've been saving money for the possibility of funding another exchange to Japan, so I can use that money to buy the beautiful dress but I'd feel miserable when I have to ask my parents to give me money for my exchange next year. What should I do?! Plus I hate buying clothes over the internet because I never know if something would fit/suit me unless I try it on.
I've been trying really hard to act like an adult and not take advantage of my parents kindness of still offering me an allowance, but I always overspend what I earn so my dad still ends up paying for most of the things off my credit card. I guess I'm still immature after all. That makes me want to cry more!!! >.<;; Speaking of crying, I must not read shoujo manga late at night ever again! I especially shouldn't read anything by Ai Yazawa because I cry. I cry like a baby though. I cried through Titanic for godsake! You probably already know I'm a huge fan of Ai Yazawa's big hit NANA, but I've been reading a lesser known work by her called Paradise Kiss (this manga is actually more popular overseas than it is in Japan). Apart from the heartbreaking storyline (which inevitably was the reason why my eyes were swollen this morning), the fashion in the manga really has to be commended. I put a rough collage together (sorry, I've always sucked at making collages, even in kindergarten) just to show you snippets of the the fashion in Paradise Kiss. The manga has been translated into English already and published by Tokyopop. I'm going to buy the series (only 5 volumes) when I go into the city next time.
Like my previous post Date Wear I browsing through shopbop, eluxury and bluefly to take a look at all the sale items but as usual I ended up in the non-sale section getting increasingly agitated that I couldn't afford most of the items. So instead I cut and pasted a few pieces together to create outfits without the use of my favorite color (for clothes), black. It was quite a challenge for me I must admit. I had to continually remind myself that I couldn't use "this cute skirt" because it was black. I should apply this kind of thinking for when I'm dressing myself in real life.
When I woke up this afternoon morning I went downstairs to eat afternoon tea breakfast and realized that drops of scarlet red liquid had fallen onto my tracksuit top. I gasped before fully grasping what was happening and ran to the bathroom where I allowed my nose to freely run in the sink.
Ah yes, it was a beautiful sight... A girl with messy hair wearing home clothes with her head half way in the sink as her nose bled like a tap.
I wondered why my nose was bleeding again. Maybe I had been reading too much Prince of Tennis the previous night (aka tennis boy eye candy), or maybe because the weather has been cold and dry and I've been staying tucked in bed with the electric blanket on for too long. In all honesty though, I think my nose was bleeding because I have been thinking too much about what Harry was hiding under his robes.
The problem wasn't the cause however, it was the solution. My nose would not stop bleeding. I bled so much that my face became pale and I felt dizzy. But of course the dizziness was cured when I ate a nice big delicious beef burger.
Eventually my nose did stop bleeding.
By that time it was already evening and Philippa was waiting for me to get ready so we could go out to dinner. I wore black and dark red. Just in case.
Saturday Weather: Sunny (12 degrees Celcius). Top: Grey boat neck top bought in Melbourne and white cardigan bought in Sydney. Bottom: Floral skirt bought in Sydney. Shoes: White round toe heels bought in Sydney. Accessories: Mother's brown waist belt and my drawing folder.
I woke up just in time to go to art class (which started at 4pm -_-;;). I frantically flipped through my outfits book (my outfits book is a book filled with squiggly arrows with descriptions pointing to badly drawn drawings of outfits I've seen other people, from fashion shows, from people on the street, from celebrities etc. wear that I like and is possible to create with my own wardrobe. It's fantastic when you need to go out in 5 minutes and haven't decided what tow wear yet) before rushing out of the house - makeup-less! - to go to art class.
And who should I bump into but my 3rd Grade teacher who I admired so much as a little girl (you see my art class has a tuition college right next door to it, so he must have been teaching there). Obviously he couldn't recognize me as it had been 11 years since I last saw him, but I recognized him straight away because he was my all time favorite teacher. I wanted to say hi to him but I get really self conscious when my face isn't decorated so I just walked past. I'm hoping he'll be there next week, when I come prepared with my face shining with kirakira.
Monday
As previously posted I watched the Men's Finals at Wimbledon into the wee hours of Monday morning. I slept into the afternoon (oh what's new?) and then read manga before happily strutting off to the training of a new product I was going to do promo work for. It was a fun training, didn't feel like work at all as I got to talk to most of the other girls and eat the Canapés (it's all about the food!)
Tuesday
I met up with my sweetie Mai to have some coffee and a long chat... And by long I mean a few hours long... Boys won't even be able to comprehend the length of talk time. That evening I went to have dinner with Joycie's family and their exchange student Nao at I Am Angus. After dinner I went with Ken and Mai to Japanese K' with their friends. It had been such a long time since I've been to Japanese K'. The last time was still while I was in Japan in January!
Wednesday
Went to work with Sam (no, not the Sam from my previous post). We complained the whole time about the clothes we had to wear as it wasn't the most elegant uniform in the world, but we ended up having fun dancing around and shaking our tights clad bootie's because it was so cold. Wait... I think I have gotten my dates wrong. I went to work with Sam on Friday. Wednesday I went to see Harry Potter with my sister. Jesus, I have the memory of a goldfish!
Thursday
It was funny that a number of people mentioned that my outfit on Wednesday reminded them of Micky Mouse because the very next day I went to see Nemo - Disney on Ice. I should have worn that outfit there. After the performance Joycie, Winnie, Nao, my sister and me did some serious shopping! I only ended up with a singlet top with apple prints/a dress with apple prints (for my sister). We plan to share the top.
Friday
That's right, after work with Sam*see above* I went out to Pancakes on the Rocks with Ben. I know, so much for my diet huh? The pancakes were delicious FYI. After getting fatter we drove to a golf course at North Bridge with a nice view of Sydney's skyline, where I almost scared Ben to death (probably wasn't a good idea since he was the driver) by telling him my wonderfully horrifying ghost stories (no, he wasn't driving at the time but if he died of fright he wouldn't be able to drive me back now would he?). Muwahahaha!
Saturday
Apart from going to art class and bumping into my favorite teacher I went out to Havana with Jess, Ken, Alice and her work friends. After clubbing we ended up at Makoto's 21st birthday party once again in Japanese K'. I ate two onigiri! I haven't had onigiri in 6 months either. I miss it so much. ツナマヨとか牛マヨとか。。。
Sunday
I did absolutely nothing today. I was reading the newest chapter of Naruto when the electricity suddenly went out. Darkness proceeded for the next 2 hours or so. I didn't realize how much we rely on technology for our entertainment until today. It was soooooooooo boring! So I just sat there and played with my DS lite, listened to my Ipod and read other manga off the laptop. More love to battery powered technology!
This was from two weeks back I think. Joyce and Dickson held a birthday party for their baby Sam at Cafe Scrumptious (everyone should go visit the wonderful Cafe Scrumptious in Erskineville!). All the other doggie mummies and daddies also bought their babies along with them to celebrate. Since I don't have a doggie I brought my sister instead LoL.
My sister loves animals and especially dogs. I on the other hand don't receive the same excited pulsations in my heart when I see animals. I mean my favorite animals are Dinosaurs (fascinating creatures they are). So I bought a stuffed toy along with me. My sister named her (during the car ride) Coco Chanel (if I had known, I wouldn't have brought her along in a Vuitton bag). Anyway, she's a labrador and she's 3 weeks and 3 days old. Don't kids have the greatest imaginations?
It was very windy that day so my cardigan and pashmina didn't protect me at all, so despite my efforts to look good at the Doggie party, I ended up borrowing an oversized black windbreaker from Tommy*sighs*.
1. Uncle Ken and Mummy Joycie with Sam. 2. Stezzie with Sam, Joycie with Coco Chanel & Alice with Cupcake. 3. Me with Coco Chanel holding Alice's Chanel lipgloss.
I had interesting conversations with friends who called me that day.
Friend:Hey Mel what are you doing? Me: I'm at a Doggie party. Friend:Um... should I call you back? Me:NOT THAT TYPE OF DOGGIE!
Wednesday Weather: Sunny (11 degrees Celcius). Top: Review electric blue knit dress bought in Sydney. Bottom: Black tights bought in Sydney. Shoes: Black peep toes from MyJ^2. Bag: Gucci Jolicoeur. Accessories: Black and white checked waist belt bought in Sydney.
This knit dress is made out of wool (not solely made out of wool but...) and it's itchy!!! I probably scared the little kiddies at Harry Potter today from the long red marks on my neck created by my long nails.
Yes, I saw the new Harry Potter movie with my sister today. Now can I just say that the Harry and Cho kiss was probably one of the best movie kisses I've seen in a while. It looked so natural, nice and hot, not disgusting at all. I wish my first kiss was like that. Although I highly doubt that that was Harry's first kiss (considering how good he seemed at it), I bet Harry has practiced with Malfoy before in the broom closet.
Don't look at me weirdly! Whenever I think of Harry Potter I think of dirrty thoughts that should never even cross my mind especially in a cinema full of kids. There was a line in the movie where Snape says, "I will attempt to penetrate your mind and you will attempt to resist me. Prepare yourself!" Oh you should have just seen the naughty visions that crossed my mind at that stage. I laughed out loud in the quiet cinema, startling my sister and the girl sitting to my left. I'm telling you Harry Potter is full of prOn and you know it too. That's why so many people read the books and watch the films! If you don't believe me then I will kindly show you the evidence in a future post.
"I will attempt to penetrate your mind!!!"
The film was good, but I'm bias because I'm one of those brainwashed Harry Potter fans. The fight scene between Dumbledore and Voldemort was very exciting indeed. There were lots of flashes of bright light and explosions <--- These things will keep me happy... I'm a simple girl. After I returned to the Muggle world some of my friends messaged me to go to K' (Karaoke) tonight, so I called up a friend to give me a lift there (since he was going too) , he agreed and gave me half an hour to get ready. I was extremely enthusiastic about the getting ready process because I had just bought a new blue smock dress and a high waisted red skirt while waiting for the movie to start, so I had planned out my outfit carefully (deciding to go with the skirt rather than the dress), accessorized and then even put on different earrings! (I never take off my studs because I'm just lazy).
Forty minutes later, my parents had already left for dinner (to one of my favorite restaurants as well) and I was finishing off with a hint of lip gloss, I receive a call from my lift telling me that he can't pick me up anymore because he has to pick up his ex-girlfriend *dies*. So there I was, all dressed up and stuck in my own house with no transportation out to the outside world whatsoever. So I then went through the contacts from my phone starting with Z to see if anyone wanted to go out to dinner with me (I was starving... but what's new?). I called about four friends and their replies were the same, "I'm at home with my girlfriend/boyfriend." So I just gave up at P and went to take a nice long hot shower to ease my aching loneliness haha . It's times like this that I wished I had a) my driver's license (for obvious reasons) and b) a boyfriend who I can bully and demand lifts from.
1) White tank top, navy blue grandpa cardigan, black and white checked waist belt, red high waisted skirt, black opaque stockings and black ankle boots with "I Love Me" ring and 5 set black bangles and EARRINGS!!!. 2) & 3) See! Earrings!
I think I took these photos before going out last Saturday night. My daughter Joycie and my son-in-law Dickson bought me this tartan nightgown from Peter Alexander for my birthday. They thought it would complement the Nana phrase I'm going through. They were right. How I love tartan with lace. However, I decided to wear this nightie out clubbing instead of to bed (I have no one to show it off to in bed *cries*) I seem to like wearing nightgowns out don't I?
It was a scene from a movie, when someone from up above dropped down a note (no not the Death Note -_-;;) for me while I was feeling lethargic and uninspired. For the past couple of days I've been just floating about, sleeping really late and waking up even later. Every day just seemed to fly by. However, just as I was thinking that, a magazine fell right into my hands (well actually I picked it up, but "falling" has more Godly effect) and I read, "When every day seems the same, it is because we have stopped noticing the good things that appear in our lives." It made me realize then and there that it's the simple things in life which make me happy, and if I looked clearly I would be able to see all these good things that make my day so special...
I'm starting to sound like a self help book so I'll stop now.
My diet hasn't been going well this past week. My boyfriend is coming soon (Boyfriend aka Women's problems aka Women's monthly problems...), and the week or so before my boyfriend comes I always crave for food. I crave for any type of food, but especially the food that would make my thighs expand. Last night at around 3:00am after the Wimbledon finals, I was lying in bed reading Harry Potter (I'm re-reading the whole series before the 7th book comes out) and I was thinking about Pizza. I don't know how and why Harry Potter reminded me of Pizza but that's just what I was thinking about as I was reading about Quiddich. It was the last thought I had before I went to sleep and the first thought I had when I woke up was... Mmmm Super Supreme with a Triple Cheese Base.
Thought I'll do a quick blog while I wait for the Men's Finals at Wimbledon to start. My money's on Federer!
I really want to learn Tennis, not only because I've been watching Wimbledon and the Australian Open at the beginning of the year, but I've also started reading Prince of Tennis (the series is so damn long!). It's getting me so into Tennis! I've only played a little before for fun with my dad when I was in 2nd or 3rd Grade but I never got properly trained in it. This is perhaps one of my childhood regrets. If I had started training since I was 8 years old I just might have taken that crown away from Venus Williams yesterday (muwahahaha I have such unproven confidence in my sporting ability -_-;;). No but seriously, how cool would it be doing the Triple Counter *fangirls* yeah PoT style!
I wanted to start a mixed Basketball team with a few friends a while ago but I just missed out the registration date for this season, so we'll have to wait until next season. Instead I'm hoping to start a mixed Volleyball team. There's probably enough guys who want to play but I'm in desperate need of girls.
I also want to learn Tennis on the side as well, teams sports are so different to individual sports.
Hmm... Will edit this post soon^^
Edit (2:40am): The match has been over 3 hours *sleepy* but it's sooooooo close!
Edit (2:50am): That was a really good game. I'm so motivated to learn tennis! Now who owns me money? ^.~
Despite what anyone says black will always be my favorite color when I'm buying clothes. I think I wear a bit of black with every outfit.
1. Gray oversized tank top, black full length leggings, long silver necklace joint together with another necklace, brown head band and black flower hair band (on wrist). 2. Mother's black wrap, polka dotted skirt and Cartier love bracelet. 3. New black top bought at Cue, black full length leggings, pearl waist belt bought in Shibuya 109 and white shirt. 4. See above. 5. Black shirt, black skinny legs (I can fit into it now!!!), red checked tie, black studded belt and black studded bracelet. 6. Gold smock top, 3/4 length black leggings and long gold necklace.
I was messing around a bit with my clothes because it's holidays and I have no friends so I'm always home with spare time on my hands. I might go out tonight.
I'm going to try blog everyday now because I can. So posts may be even more random then they already were. Fun.
Yesterday was the actual date of my birthday and I had a fantastic time. It were the simple things that made it so special. In the afternoon I went to have a chat and coffee with Winnie in the City, then I went to see Transformers with a few other friends (Transformers was AWESOME! I just knew it would be! I'll talk more about it later...), then I had cake with my family and ended the day watching the special features disc on the Harry Potter Goblet of Fire DVD with my sister.
I guess such a relaxing laid back day made up for the stress I suffered from my party. I nearly tore my hair out at dinner because people just didn't come on time. Grrrr... Since it was a banquet it was essential for the waiters to know how many people RSVPed, how many people have already arrived and how many people were due to arrive. One or two people didn't show up at all without contacting me, five people were 1 hour late and an one extra person not on my list came, which made my nicely organized list turn into a chaotic mess. People started commenting that they were hungry and wanted to start dinner but the owner of the restaurant wouldn't start it until he knew exactly how many people were coming (he's was being really mean to me >.<;;) but finally when everyone came, I became really happy again. I'm certainly not blaming anyone for undergoing so much stress except myself (should have done a better job at organizing) but please please abide by the laws of time. When everything was settled and dinner was finally served I didn't eat much because a) I was too stressed, and b) My corset was too tight LoL. After dinner was over I walked around to sit and chat with the various groups of my friends feeling blissfully happy to be loved by the ones I love so much.
Sorry I'm missing a photo of Jane, Geoff, Jo and Fei. For some reason I couldn't find I photo I took with you guys from my or Cessi's camera, so can you send me (especially you Fei) the ones that you took?
After meeting up with a few friends who couldn't make it to my dinner in the city, we ended up going to Tank. Tank was heaps of fun although there were a few sleazy guys that night, which lead me to use my poor friend (and ex Mathematics tutor) as my reluctant "boyfriend" to escape from the sleaziness.
All in all, I had a great time. The night felt like it was a success and I was extremely happy, however I vowed to never organize a sit down dinner party for more than ten people ever again -_-''
Thank you to everyone who wished me a Happy Birthday. Turning 17 Years and 36 Months was hard but with all your love and support it made the transition from a teenager to a... *ahem* teenager a lot easier. Lots of love and kisses to all of you!^^
Now going back to the movie Transformers... OMG I was so excited I couldn't stop grabbing onto the people next to me especially when Bumblebee first transformed. I was transfixed by the special effects. As you may all know I'm a huge mecha fan. I have all five Gundam WingEva Unit-01 model. I've drawn Alsedies beforeeven though I don't know how to draw and I like to marvel at the specs and weapons of any mech. So you can just imagine my joy when I heard there was going to be a Transformers movie. There was also bonus eye candy in the form of Josh Duhamel who stars as the captain of a special ops team in the US army. Josh Duhamel by himself is just pretty yummy but Josh Duhamel in military uniform... *faints*. The film had good action, fantastic special effects and it was also surprisingly funny, so go watch it. It's every mecha fanboy's (and girls) wet dream!
I've got some good news... well for myself anyway. I was trying on some clothes that I bought when I was shopping with Winnie yesterday and by chance I decided to try on my black skinny leg jeans, which I couldn't do up two months ago, (and couldn't even pull past my thighs while I was in Japan) but now it magically fit. I could do up the zip and the button! I was so ecstatic and I jumped around the room laughing insanely. The jeans are still a little tight I so I wouldn't wear it out just yet, but hopefully in a few weeks I can wear them in public again!!! Since the jeans fit, I decided to try on a vintage party dress I bought in the early months of 2006 which also didn't fit a two months ago, and I also managed to put that on! Oh happy times. I was so happy I took some photos cosplaying Misa (from Death Note) hahaha.
And yes, that is a Death Note... Muwahahahaha!.
The funny thing is, apparently I look like the actress Erika Toda who played Misa in the Death Note movie. Hmm... And I also love Raito as much as Misa does.
I'm very tired and sleepy at the moment. It all started on Thursday evening when Ken took me out to get a manicure. One of our friends had recently started working as a nail artist and since Ken refused to have his nails done, mine were done instead. It was fun having a friend as your manicurist as you could gossip to them freely without the manicurist/customer barrier. He even outrightly told me that there is a specific pressure point on the hand that would make you horny once pressed, while he was giving me a hand massage. Needless to say it either didn't work or he was pressing the wrong place haha.
Before and after shot. The sparkling things on the second photo are diamantes.
It has only in the recent year or so that I've been keeping my nails in good condition. All throughout high school I played basketball which meant very short nails. They were so ugly then that I didn't bother to care for my cuticles or hands in general. But since I've been lazy and stopped playing any type of contact sport I was able to grow my nails and paint them different colors every week. This was the first time I got diamantes though. They are kind of a pain since I'm clumsy, so they fall out easily despite the strong glue.
Enough about nails, however this post is still going to turn out to be an extremely vain one it seems! What I was trying to say was that after getting my nails done Ken and I met up with Alice and went to have a late dinner. By the time I got home it was quite late and I had an exam the next morning, so I started studying my Japanese from midnight until 2am. I did not get my eight hours beauty sleep! I was lucky though, as the exam wasn't very hard but I was half falling asleep when the papers were handed in. Not the look of a hard working student I wanted to portray! Finally free of my first and only exam I happily left USYD to pursue my other passion (other than studying of course ^.~) ... which is getting ready to go out.
Going to Uni probably takes me 10 minutes to get dressed, brush my teeth, wash my face and apply a bit of makeup before I'm out the door rushing to catch my train. But when I'm going out for the night I put just that tiny bit more effort in... Maybe subconsciously I acknowledge that there are so many scantily dressed pretty girls around and I am still very much boyfriendless... It's saying something to me... It's speaking to me! Okay! I get it already! Thus I put more effort in... I take so long in fact that my sister once said, "Are you still in the bathroom?! I forgot you were home!" My excuse is that washing, blowdrying, and curling your hair takes up majority of the time spent in the bathroom. Applying makeup only takes a few minutes - I mix some foundation with moisturizer (it's because I hate using foundation), use concealer to hide any imperfections (there are lots of those so that takes some time lol), put on liquid eyeliner, pop on some lashes, little bit of eyeshadow, mascara, lipgloss then I'm done. (Ahhh! I just realized I'm giving away girl secrets to the guys. They think we look that good naturally. Pfft... It's the hair, makeup and dim lighting in the bars! Right, I will spill no more secrets!). The hair, especially long hair takes soooooooo damn long to do, so that's why I'm considering cutting it shorter soon. My getting-ready time will be minimized, leaving me more time to do more productive things like studying! God I love studying -_-;;
Philippa and me after getting ready to go to my birthday party.
Continuing on to what I was originally talking about, after the exam I started getting ready to go to my party. Oh I didn't end up naked because I managed to find a black corset top I liked on Thursday so I bought that and wore it with an old pencil skirt. I also wore my new pair of Mary-Jane heels and Vivienne Westwood cardigan to dinner.
1. Julia, me, Jo and Fei at the SGHS corner. 2. Alice and I at Tank. 3. Philippa and I about to go to dinner.
To be continued...
The peaceful mood seems to be going too smoothly... Will Mel's birthday dinner run smoothly? Will this peaceful mood continue? Find out next post, "17 Years and 36 Months old - Part 2!"
Monday
