My Mardi Gras

I know, I know, I’m suddenly on a roll with this blogging thing. After weeks (or was it months?) of silence, it’s like the rain decided to come and fall upon these barren plains. I love it when I’m so poetic. Haha.

Anyway, seeing how bad I am at taking pictures (oh I’d rather live in the moment than be at the side taking pictures), I’ve decided to blog about my Mardi Gras experience. I won’t talk much about the parade itself… except I absolutely loved the Dykes on Bikes. HOT! I want to be one of them! On a cute little red Vespa ridden by CG since I know A wouldn’t ride bikes. Actually they would probably laugh me off if I was on a little Vespa. Fine… I’ll go with a big scary Harley then. A dark green one with yellow flames painted on it. I’m so badass.

The parade was also slightly marred by an asshat straight couple that shoved their way to the front of me, when I’d actually let them through out of courtesy thinking that they wanted to play with the volunteers (flinging a huge beach ball around). They refused to return to their original standing area even when they were being told off by other people. ASSES!

A, me and a couple of friends went to the recovery girl parties, and some pre-parade girl parties. It’s kinda like being back in Singapore. The SAME people went to the parties, especially this hot lesbian couple. Well, I’d just presumed they were a couple since they kept snogging each other’s face off at the parties, except the recovery one…where they sort of went in different directions, only to regroup when it was time to go home. One of them was really hot, despite the icky matted plait at the back of her shaved head. She had shaved off the sides, leaving this streak of hair that started from the top of her head to the back which ended in said icky plait. I remember me and A spent a long time oogling at her secretly. Tee-hee! AND SHE WAS TALL and really Amazonian looking with chiseled features… Oooh… I love tall people…

It was fun getting to dance with A again. She hadn’t danced for a long long time because her trick knees had been acting up. I think she sort of ignored the pain and just decided to dance as it was a long time since her last Mardi Gras. Seeing her dance her cheeky bum dance (haha, don’t kill me A) reminded me all over again why I fell in lust (haha) with her. I had not danced for a long time either, and I totally sucked at being in synch with a partner, so when she held me, I was all left feet and embarrassment. Still I enjoyed the feeling of it.

The fun-est part was watching these two little lesbians dancing. I swear they could not have been more than 17. Both of them were in tshirts and jeans, with little girl haircuts, and having loads of laughs and clowning around. They were dancing, but in a jokey sort of way. One of them would grab the other by the arm and pretend to be waltzing… to some house music. LOL. Or one of them would use her head to butt the other’s tummy while dancing…good grief I was trying not to burst out laughing, it was so funny…and kinda sweet because after each clown dance they would kiss or hug each other.

You know what’s so funny about Mardi Gras? I’ve heard and read all these stories of Mardi Gras, where it’s like lesbians gone wild. Stories of drunk girls pulling their tops off and gyrating around half-naked, romping around like nymphs partaking in some bacchanalian wine orgy. I guess I was given the wrong impression.

Well I saw a group topless girls wearing bra tops with pants. They were the same girls with the same bras for three same parties on three different days. I hope they had changed their bras in between. But that’s probably the wildest thing I saw. Oh besides the cute Bears in assless chaps mooning everyone across the street.

The next wildest thing was the police arriving to stop a bunch of buskers from using a public dustbin as a bongo drum. Everyone smoking outside the club was cheering and clapping to the music. The worried Asians (our group..ahaha) started to inch further away when we saw the Men in Blue appear (with one really hot Woman in Blue) to warn the buskers about public disturbance. The crowd booed the police but the noise simmered down when they realised the cops were waiting for the arrival of a paddy wagon.

That sucked.

You know what else I loved about Mardi Gras? You get to see a new influx of faces! The Bank’s Hotel was excellent. There were so many new girls and some of them had faces to die for… I was happy just sitting on the couch nursing my whiskey soda and letting my eyes do the roaming. I only wished my friends back home were with me. It’s more fun clubbing with a group of friends. A was a total angel. I know that her knees must’ve been killing her the whole trip, but she gamely traipsed all over the city with me, standing in the Parade for 5 hours without a word of complaint.

The strangest thing about this Mardi Gras was that I had probably had less than 10 drinks for the whole week. The night at Bank’s Hotel? I had two drinks… and I swear the second drink was not because I wanted to see the cute barmaid behind the counter. *wink*

I know this is a long post, but I wanted to get it all out.

Chinatown during Mardi Gras is such an odd contrast.

After clubbing at a Bitch party the day before the Parade, we wandered from Oxford Street down to George Street near the Chinatown side. Since we were too tired to look for a dimsum place, the next best place that was opened at that hour was Mamak, this Malaysian food restaurant.

I know it’s Mardi Gras. I know it’s supposed to be the one week where you are supposed to be out and proud and all that stuff…but wandering off Oxford Street, the mood of being accepted for who you are just evaporated. A and me automatically stopped holding hands, casting worried looks at our friends, those little kids who were happily skipping in front of us hand-in-hand, oblivious to strange stares by shadowy big people. It’s the same thing here in Randwick. By nightfall we stop pawing each other because there are so many weird characters lingering in the shadows of shopfronts.

We walked into Mamak… the 20 or so patrons eating at the tables stared at our group. I felt like a freak show… I felt rather angry. People were actually stealing glances at our table and making the effort to turn their heads in our direction. I know I shouldn’t have felt angry because a lot of these asian people (majority of the patrons) are simply ignorant or oblivious… I’m sure some of them were not really sure what they were seeing, just curious about these bunch of girls…and some of them had such short hair…

Well, that didn’t totally ruin my night anyway. I honestly should be used to it by now. It’s just that it’s supposed to be that one week out of a year where you can be who you are.

Still watching vids.

Now that I’ve finished watching The Unit, I’m moving on to CSI New York, starting from Season 1. Yay to going blind (kidding). It’s just really nice not having to rush for deadlines and churn out paper after paper. Of course I still have this uncomfortable feeling behind my mind about my final exam paper which I have probably not done well for.

Can’t wait for A to be here. Counting down less than 2 weeks! YAY!! By the way, online shopping rules… I wonder if I’d initiated A into the joys of it after getting her to get me a Christmas cum Birthday present from some online shopping site.

Erm probably not, since it was for me.

Anyway, she’s getting me the Clarisonic skin care brush. I can’t wait to get beautiful skin! Okay, I’m being rubbishy and bimbotic as usual. But I’m nice, it’s both for my Christmas this year and my birthday next year. See…I do accept consolidative presents.

I’m really excited about it, because apparently it’s supposed to clean your face well and get rid of any residual make-up (what I am looking forward to getting rid of as I have shoddy cleansing habits), minimise your pores (hopefully get rid of my blackheads too), reduce blemishes and dry patches, wrinkles etc etc. In short, it’s supposed to perform a miracle. I’m such a sucker for advertising. Unfortunately this baby is only available in US it seems… so A had to go through VPost, which was cheaper by TONS. I was about to go through Ebay and suffer the anxiety of being played out by sellers. Thank god for VPost! I hope the stuff arrives before she leaves so that she can bring it over for me. For anyone who is interested, the brush head is removable and you’re supposed to change it every 90 days. I’m guessing this is if you use it 1-2 times a day. Apparently it’s gentle enough to be used that many times, but I will just do it once a day. A replaceable brush head costs USD$25, but there are sellers out there that do go lower, so if you are interested, you can source for it via Amazon or Ebay. She found 3 replaceable heads for me using VPost which sourced from Amazon, so I should have enough brush heads to last me at least 270 days if each head lasts 90 days.

At first I was a bit iffy about getting this brush because my skin is kinda sensitive, plus I’d been abusing it for years with all the tugging and pulling (yeah I have this irrational logic that my skin’s elasticity will persist forever). I got convinced that I could use it because apparently the brush speed can be adjusted and you can choose the type of brush head you want (normal, delicate and sensitive). The website’s before and after pictures are very convincing. And since Clarisonic is a trademark of Philips and uses the same technology as Sonicare (electric toothbrush), I can sort of anticipate what it will do. It’s like sandpapering my face with a sander!! I mean the motion, I won’t know about the feeling yet.

Okay, I will review it after I get it and have used it for a month or so.

By the way, this is day two of me lying in bed watching vids. I wonder how long it will be till I get bedsores. I swear it’s the majoram/lavendar oil mixture in my air purifier. It’s supposed to have a calming effect, and eventually induce sleep. But since I’m living off coffee and Coke, I guess it just induces me into this zombie-ish state. Rrraawwrrr!

Some updates and (WARNING) makeup reviews

Sorry guys, I haven’t been updating because of all my research papers and presentation papers being due this week. And next week I have my much-dreaded Finance exam. So I hope this super duper long entry will last for the days that I won’t be updating

Some updates:

The Personal Chef (my housemate) is back from his trip. I think he crept in this morning without me knowing since I was sleeping like a dead pig. Rainy weather is really good for sleeping! He kindly left all the goodies he bought / helped me buy, on the kitchen table, in this neat little stack. I couldn’t help but tear as I went through each item.

There were:

-Two tshirts from UniQlo that A asked him to get for me in Tokyo.

-A box of mochi that I begged him to get for me

-2 containers of face cream ( I didn’t expect him to go hunting for it both in Singapore and Tokyo, so that was really kind of him)

-A pair of eyebrow scissors I asked Crappy Girl to get for me (again I didn’t expect her to because she’s been very busy with work)

So the thought that my friends and gf actually bothered to help me get stuff really touches me… that they set aside time from their busy schedules to fit a piece of me in… *sob*.. they… they… THEY LOVE ME!! THEY REALLY LOVE ME!! *bows to applause.

BIMBO ALERT WARNING: The rest of this post is about makeup, so if you’re not interested in this shit, just forget about reading the rest of the post. I WANNA GUSH!

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Also, I did not post any swatches or pictures. There are plenty of reviews online that include pictures. I just want to have my two-cents worth of comments here.

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Expenditure on the Homefront:

The beauty junkie has struck again. This arse bought lipstick (NYX is SOOO FUCKING CHEAP!) and cream blusher online. And the Coastal Scents 28 piece Neutral Eye-palette she’d been procrastinating as well as waiting for a very very long time to get. Yesterday I received my two Fibre-Optic Stippling Brushes and mineral blushes from Silk Naturals and a mineral foundation (for my summer skin) and blush (Sunday Brunch)from Everyday Minerals.

BLUSH REVIEW

Silk Naturals

Can I say that I love this company?!! It’s freaking love at first sight! The blushes are so pretty… the colours are beautiful, and as usual, this name-whore LOVES the names of the blushes. I tried Babydoll out immediately. It’s as bright as Anna’s Sui’s 301 Face (cheek) Colour. The Anna Sui sales girl told me that this blush was really popular, so I bought it to get my balance up so that I could get a gift pack. AND SILK NATURALS GENEROUSLY GAVE ME TWO SAMPLES OF EYESHADOW! Oooi EVERYDAY MINERALS! Better learn from them! Don’t be so stingy!

Silk Naturals mineral eyeshadow
So they gave me two eyeshadows which I haven’t swatched, one is called ‘Superstar’ and the other is ‘Wisdom’. ‘Superstar’ in its container looks like a dupe of Mac’s Honesty. I don’t know what it will look like on my eyelid though. ‘Wisdom’ is a grey shimmery colour. It’s lighter and milder-looking than Mac’s Nighttrain. I don’t have any other shimmery greys of equivalent colouring because I’m not really crazy about grey.

BLUSH
Anyway, so Babydoll is supposed to be a dupe of Mac’s Dollymix. I guess it can function as a dupe of Anna’s Sui’s 301 too, even though in the container, Anna Sui looks more ‘neon’, almost like a highlighter pink. But the application itself looks almost similar on my face.

‘Petal’ is a more subtle natural colour. It reminds me almost of ‘Peaches’ from Mac. But not as bright orange as ‘Peaches’. There was this colour I bought from Prescriptives years ago that was similar, but somehow, maybe my application then wasn’t as good and the colour payoff really sucked. BOOO Prescriptives!

‘Wish You Were Here’ (yeah yeah… I already explained why I like the name) is like a hyperactive child of ‘Petal’. It’s pinkier and brighter in hue, but not as startling as ‘Babydoll’. Seriously do not have a heavy hand when applying this. I dumbly stuck my brush in and then smacked it on my face. I looked like I had 3rd degree sunburn. So in the end, I used the new Silk Naturals fibre optic blush brush and stippled it on… perfect… the colour is similar to the sort of colour you would get on your face after an 8 hour sex marathon. Haha!

Fiber Optic Blush Brush
I bought two of these because I don’t want to have to use a different brush while washing the first. My first thoughts on it? I’m sorry Silk Naturals, as much as I have a good impression of you, the brushes really sucked in terms of bristle-fallout. The manufacturers need to use better glue or something in the ferrule.

I was really excited when opening the package, but the moment I took the brush out of its plastic wrapping, my heart shattered into a million pieces. WHY SILK NATURALS, WHY?!! I mean I read the reviews and all, there were complaints about the bristles, but I kinda thought… oh well, it would just be a few strands. But it started shedding the moment I opened the plastic wrapping.

While walking to the toilet to wash the brushes, they were still shedding, I was flicking off hairs left and right… I washed the brushes four times each to get rid of the dye, and each wash, they were shedding so much I was worried my NICE NEW BRUSHES would go bald… seriously if I lost that much hair on my head I would cry my eyes out. I don’t know if the white bristles came out (hard to see) but the black ones…shit…they were just falling out as if there was no glue in the ferrule. Anyway, I gritted my teeth and subjected them to the washing despite the balding. And I totally forgot about the dye. I have this habit where I will run the brush through my towel to squeeze out excess water. I FORGOT ABOUT THE DYE. My pink towel has grey stains now. DAMMIT.

The black part of the brush is kinda like… thick wiry hair (I’m not going to be crude here). It’s like damaged hair after too many perming sessions. But the white part is really soft. And the blush application is fantastic. So I kinda forgive it for all those balding and colour-losing faults it has. Seriously, I forgave the brushes. The blush application is wonderful. The size allowed for good control, and it blended in the blush very nicely, and you don’t need a lot because the white part of the brush somehow helps the blush give good colour payoff.

I would buy more as backups if Silk Naturals does something about the damn dye and those bristles falling out. I hate fall-out!! I was sweeping off odd-hairs on my face… something I haven’t done for years since upgrading from drugstore brushes. Those no-name types la…where it feels like you are applying a toilet brush to your face.

Everyday Minerals

Foundation
I bought Winged Butter for my summer skin. I don’t want to talk about the foundation too much, but for those with pinky-undertones to their skin, and also if you’re kinda fair, this will make you look a bit too yellow and dark. However, it works great if you mix it with some other lighter foundation. I try to use it sparingly when mixing, because when my skin transitions from Winter to Summer, it’s a weird pink and some bits are yellow…and I’m kinda fair…but my neck is lot darker. My skin tone also changes depending on whether it’s morning or evening. When I just wake up, I look deathly pale. In the evening I look like I’d just spent an hour in the sun. Don’t think this makes sense.

Everyday Minerals Blush
Okay, this is the second mineral blush I own from Everyday Minerals. I wasn’t crazy about mineral blushes initially because it’s rather messy to deal with. I think the first one I had was a sample called ‘Tea Time’ or ‘Tea For Two’. Whichever la. I don’t know why EM likes to give them names related to some type of eating hour. Haha. Suits me though. So this one is called ‘Naked Brunch’. It’ a sort of dark peachy colour but with an earthier tone. It’s pretty alright for both fair-skinned and tanned people. Just don’t have a heavy hand when applying it. It doesn’t really remind me of any other blushes I own, so I can’t compare it objectively.

This is a super long post. I doubt anyone will have the patience to read it through. Haha. But I’m happy! I will update on the NYX lippies and Coastal Scents Neutral Palette when they arrive.

 

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The First Thing that amused me today : ASIAN HAIRSTYLE

I am so amused today, by two things.

First thing: Asian Hairstyle

I was watching this Youtube video on “Tomboys”, and according to the person who posted it online, they are “the best of the best tomboys online”.

After watching the clip, I could not help but note that almost ALL of them had the same sort of hairstyle. WHY!?! What happened to diversity? I remember every girl that I dated had a different hairstyle, and even when they had short hair, it was all different! And I can see this Clone Syndrome everywhere, even amongst the young Australian dykes here. That hairstyle! On one it’s cool, on two, it’s kinda cute, on three or more, it’s like some strange hallucination you get while tripping on acid.

Another place where you can see this hairstyle on almost all the young (or think they are still young) butches/ andros/ whatever they feel like labelling themselves, is in Play. Or whenever a girl party is held at Zouk. A always has this look of horror on her face when we try to avoid being blinded by one of these dangerous haircuts. And it’s quite scary, especially during the Hungry Ghost Festival. You see all these one-eyed creatures prancing around (yeah, apparently most of these Asian Hairstyles cover one eye with bangs, and the other eye is left to peer out mysteriously).

I couldn’t help but leave a comment behind, on how similar everyone’s hairstyle was. I wanted to talk about individualism and diversity… but I think the person who posted was around 14? or 16? (can’t really remember), and I didn’t think I would want to continue a discussion, especially when she replied to me that they are all similar because it is an Asian Hairstyle, which is not an answer in my opinion. I want to know why they all have the same hairstyle and you just tell me the style of the hair… which is not helpful at all. I did some research, and there are asian girls who call this the Asian Mullet. Then this thing on my head must be an Asian Bush. Or Asian Bird’s Nest. But… but I’m Asian, my hair was cut by an Asian man, and he didn’t even refer to any western fashion rags (so no western influence)… so this should be an Asian Hairstyle as well. Then hair on an Indian lady (you know the long plait) is an Indian Hairstyle??

I don’t mean to be sarcastic… but have some individuality people. Personally, I like my girlfriends to have their own sense of style. Not don’t know what Asian Hairstyle, Asian Mullet.

THE TRUTH IS:

My dear babydykes-in-the-making/ or tomboys who might be straight…

That’s not an ASIAN HAIRSTYLE. It’s the same hair this dude had from back in the 80s:

You guys have a ROD STEWART Hairstyle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Picture taken from here.

If not it’s David Bowie when he was acting as The Goblin King in The Labyrinth.

Picture taken from http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Jareth

A bit insulting because even David Bowie in real life changed his hairstyle a million times.

Come on la people… wake up your ideas already… it’s not a fucking ASIAN Hairstyle. Take it from this old lady born in the early 80s… your so-called Asian Hairstyle / Mullet is a bastardisation of the original hairstyles done in the late 70s to 80s. Next time you walk into a hairdressing salon, tell them you want a Rod Stewart Cut, you see, you will get the same thing.

Thank god I’m not dating someone with one eye, or a raggedy haircut.

Nivea Facial Cleansing Wipes, Nivea Creme and SK-II (LONG BIMBO POST ALERT)

This is totally random…but…

After reading tons and tons of be beauty blogs and reading almost the same thing in every blog, *mimics Kath’s tone* girls… I have only one thing to say:

USE NIVEA VISAGE CLEANSING WIPES!

These babies clean everything off, including the ink stamp you get on your hand when entering clubs! They definitely remove mascara and eyeliner (ANY KIND of eyeliner). They also moisturise and usually I wake up with a really soft face the next morning after using it. You can also choose which texture of wipes you want since there are two types to choose from. I think it’s smooth..and the other one is kinda woolly-ish (I love this one).

I think the only thing they can’t remove gently are those home DIY hair dyes you get on your hairline or face accidentally. But with some rubbing it definitely takes it out.

I can’t live without them, and I must say it’s my HG makeup remover. I’m trying to convert the whole make-up world into using them. SERIOUSLY stop using eye-make up remover already! Those things take forever to swipe off eyeliner and when they do, it’s probably because they are freaking oily. And you don’t even need to wash your face with a cleanser after that… maybe just splash your face with some water, and that’s all. You can jump into bed after a long night of clubbing without having to spend 15 mins trying to remove gunk from your face.

It’s pretty affordable, I think about $7AUD or less at Coles for 25 sheets. When they have specials, I buy more. I started out using the blue packaging one (the texture is not as soft, but maybe some people like the fact it’s not ‘woolly’) then when Coles brought in the pink packaging, I bought that one and I’ve been using it eversince. I don’t recall seeing the pink one in Singapore, but what the hell, as long as it’s the same sort of ingredients… and hypoallergenic (my skin is super sensitive), I will use it. Sometimes when I just need to clean my eyes, I don’t use the whole sheet. I just cut it into half. I know I’m stingy, but I get really panicky when I run out of these wipes.

No… I don’t work for Nivea. I just really like this facial wipe.

NIVEA CREME VS CREME DE LA MER

To sidetrack, I also got Nivea Creme today. Apparently some people think that it’s comparable to Creme de La Mer. All I can say is, it’s not, don’t cheat yourself. If something is too good to be true, it usually is. You usually get what you pay for. And perhaps sometimes you aren’t lucky and you just don’t. Life’s not fair.

I mean, Nivea Creme is great (yes, I DID get the MADE IN GERMANY ONE… I do my homework okay!). It is alright, it moisturises, it smells nice, it’s a little greasy but then after it got absorbed into my skin, it felt pretty velvety. But I won’t be putting this on my face all the time since I’d probably shine like a kwali of oil. I’m not sure if it will break me out yet, I have to use it for a week or so before I know if my skin will reject it.

BUT NIVEA CREME IS NOT CREME DE LA MER LA YOU FOOLS! WAKE UP YOUR IDEA! *very strong Singaporean accent*

Obviously hotly debating that the main ingredients are the same would make it seem like the same shit…but obviously everyone debating about it left out the two ingredients (some seaweed shit and vitamins) that weren’t found in Nivea Creme. AND OBVIOUSLY those ingredients are the key to why La Mer costs the way it does?!! And of course you pay for the branding as well (and those nice fish tanks that form part of La Mer’s counter display in CK Tang). If you aren’t happy about La Mer costing so much, and yet you covert that stupid cream so much… go to the supermarket and buy a few bottles of Blackmores vitamin supplements, and some seaweed from the Japanese aisle, bring it home, grind it up, and mix it with your Nivea Creme…duuu…u have the same shitass creme! Happy?!

People can be so dumb. What about that whole big hoo-haa about SK-II? It’s made from some pitera thing…which is something found in rice. The story goes…the inventor of SK-II (I think) saw that some women working in some rice factory (to be confirmed), had smooth skin on their hands. Okay, I don’t know the exact fucking story, but I know this dude saw that these people who came into contact with rice the whole day had uber youthful smooth skin on their hands, went home and concocted this stuff which is probably rice water or something, marketed it and sold it to women searching for the fountain of youth. Or maybe it’s essence of rice. But whatever it is, it’s still rice.

To sidetrack again, my mom agrees that rice water (the water you throw out after washing your rice) is very nutritious, and so she uses it to fertilise the plants. Also, the Personal Chef (supposedly being Japanese means you are finicky about the way your rice has to be washed?) has told me gadzillions of times that you have to wash your rice properly because it comes from a mill and it’s full of dirty stuff. But you can’t overwash it either cos the rice loses it’s flavour. Basically that means you need some of the dirty stuff to flavour it la….why didn’t he just say so…don’t need to sugarcoat…

Aiyah..u want the same effect? Don’t bother to buy SK-II. Just help your mother wash rice for dinner everyday…and if that’s not enough, offer to wash your neighbours’ rice, and my rice too….or just go work in a rice mill.

I think most moisturisers are the same. They are made to hydrate your skin (although I don’t think that some do a good job). Everyone has different skin types, and sometimes a drugstore brand works for you, and sometimes it just doesn’t. Ya know, getting the right moisturiser is like getting a pair of jeans. Sometimes you only look good in cheap jeans, and other times, you plonk down $500 for that pair of Rich and Skinny Jeans (or in my case, that pair of Sass & Bide jeans) that every fashionista is coverting… and your ass ends up looking like a version of J Lo’s…when she’s 70. And sometimes, that $500 pair of jeans look damn good on you, but you can only afford the $50 pair. Well. LIFE’S NOT FAIR.

Ok, I’m off to watch CSI. Moisturise yourselves people!

PS:
Okay, I just read the story of Pitera. I’ve gotten it all wrong. Apparently it’s a byproduct of making sake. So this dude saw these people making sake in a sake brewery, and had a bunch of scientist try to separate out the stuff that was keeping the brewers’ skins so youthful.

What can I say… same shit la. I couldn’t be bothered to remove the paragraph about rice, since I like the part I tell everyone to wash their neighbours’ rice. And the story still applies. You want youthful skin? Go brew sake la. Christmas coming right in a couple of months? Start brewing now so that not only can you give your homebrew away as presents, but you get great skin for that company Christmas function.

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FUCK LA! Sake IS FROM RICE!! Stupid… okay everything in this blog about sake and rice is totally relevant to my stories. So you either come and ferment rice for me, or brew sake for me, and you will still get nice skin.

Indulging the femme again

I admit it!!

I’m a beauty/makeup junkie! *cries*

Isn’t admitting to an addiction the first step to curing it? I highly doubt so. But I kinda feel better because A has more addictions than me.

Umm… so yeah, in order not to run out and buy ALL the Tigi hair care products I come across (come on, don’t tell me you don’t get attracted to weird names like Catwalk Catfight!! and bright strangely coloured hair products!) I decided not to step out of the house AT ALL. Not even to get food. It’s too dangerous.

But what happened was I had my credit card handy, and I do love shopping online. ARRGH. And it didn’t help that I stumbled upon some adorable tiny stippling brushes on Silk Naturals, and just had to order some. OF COURSE I ordered blushes, I need samples to test them out right? Anyway… the damage wasn’t too great because I always make sure that the make-up bought online has to be cheaper than MAC cosmetics since I don’t get to test them out. And once again, because I am a sucker for product names, I bought stuff that were named “Wish You Were Here” (I do like that song as well) and “Babydoll” (a dupe of MAC’s Dollymix). And did I ever mention that I LOVE DUPES? I love paying less for something that is similar to a more expensive product. I only wish that Silk Naturals had a bigger stippling brush. A will forgive me for spending because she spends more than me on toys… haha…AND she will forgive me because I will look great, and who doesn’t want a gorgeous-looking girlfriend…RIGHT BBBBBB?!!!

Oh yeah, I didn’t link Silk Naturals because I’ve never used them before, so I don’t know if the products are worth using. Seems like most people use the mineral foundation from them, but I’ve already stocked up on Everyday Minerals which is my HG foundation at the moment. Just ordered a batch of darker ones to match my skin tone for summer. Come on man… I don’t know why more people aren’t using EM. I mean it’s fucking cheap even after currency conversion and it lasts longer than my Chanel foundation. It lasts me at least 6 months, and it’s like what? $18 AUD for a big (9g/ 330 oz) container versus a $60 AUD compact case of Chanel Double Perfection Foundation that lasts me 3 months. And with the right tools…woah…airbrushed skin in 5 minutes. And best, no breakouts from it since it claims to consist of only 3 ingredients, which I AM VERY HAPPY ABOUT!

My only gripe with EM is that I wish they wouldn’t be so stingy and would give out some samples with every delivery. I only ordered from Coastal Scents twice and each time they gave me a tiny sample of mineral eyeshadow. However, so far they have sent me reddish/ maroon-ish eyeshadow that I don’t really use because it makes me look like a villain. EVERYDAY MINERALS YOU ARE SUPER STINGY!! I have been buying from you repeatedly and yet you can’t even send me a SMALL SAMPLE OF ANY ONE OF YOUR PRODUCTS! AND YOUR SHIPPING TAKES TOO LONG! Because it takes Coastal Scents a week and you take 2 weeks! No excuse! BOO!

But I kinda forgive you because you make great mineral foundation.

Okay I know that my friends who read this blog have no fucking idea what shit I am talking about. A will be clueless as well, especially since she calls eyeliner, mascara. I still love you though! And you know more about computers than me… =)

I have to stop making bimbotic posts like this one. I will try to have a more intellectual entry the next time round. Maybe I will discuss the similarities and differences between George Orwell’s 1984, Margaret Atwood’s Oryx and Crake, The Handmaid’s Tale and Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World . See a common theme yet?

AND NO PICS TODAY!

Do not fuck with me

Muahahha…. I’m off to Bondi to spend all my surplus (I wish) money! Anyway, would do me good to leave this room since I’ve been procrastinating about moving my ass for days. Seriously I am so spoilt. I can’t motivate myself to do things on my own and I need stress to motivate me. That 4000 worded essay? I only finished it a week earlier from its due date because I thought it was due last week and I didn’t know that the lecturer changed the dates.

Last night I went out for dinner with some friends. We didn’t make it to Lowenbrau because it was closed for a private function. Then we ended up at ‘Beer Garden’ which was actually Bavarian Bier Cafe (another branch of Lowenbrau). As usual, I’m so in love with the sauerkraut. But I’m not going to York Street for food anymore because the menu isn’t as extensive as the one they have at Lowenbrau in The Rocks. I was looking forward to pork loins, but because of the limited menu, I settled for Numberger sausages. For some reason, I was so distracted by the waitress’ boobs (which were testing the limits and durability of the buttons on her blouse) that I said Nuremburger. And I swear she blinked and I could see this speech bubble appear over her head that said “Oh great… another Asian that can’t pronounce properly”. Well, you should have restrained those boobs before they sprung out and tapped a rhythm on my head.

But I must say that the beer in that particular branch tasted waaaayyyyyy better than the ones in Lowenbrau. I don’t know if it’s because they changed the kegs before they served us or they put something extra in it… I was kinda scared of getting drunk so I stopped at 2 drinks. Seriously I was not in a good mood, and I was secretly praying that A was around to balance out the feelings of animosity. Someone was just being a piss ass and terrorising her other half. Anyhoos…that’s over with for the moment.

So… on the agenda today… my hair is growing out (yes, I have to mention my hair at least once a week) and I know it’s not THAT long yet, but I’ve decided I’m tired of straight hair, and therefore I’m going to get a hair straightening iron to curl and flip my hair. I’m still chuckling at the irony of it… hair straightener for curling hair. I read all the reviews on curlers and straighteners, and I’ve decided against curling irons. Mainly because I think I will burn my scalp or my fingers. Besides having hair a tad bit too short for the curling iron (it will place it horrendously close to my scalp), I also have the coordination of a 3 year old. Hence the bruises on my knees. I should try and make that a fashion statement, wearing bruises of various colours on my knees. I think it’s more high fashion than Bai Ling trying to wear message band-aids  on her knees.

Okay okay, I WILL leave the house. The weather really sucks for leaving the house though. Oh shut up just fucking leave the house already. A will be checking out her CSI glasses this morning and she has a packed day. So I should get a move on with my day as well. It’s not fair that she’s still in bed while I’m out and about and doing things BY MYSELF! Time difference is not an excuse.

The Foodie asked me out for dinner today with some of her friends. I’m not sure if she’d remembered, but honestly, I can’t be bothered and I’m just over this whole asking-people-out-and-then-coming-up-with-some-lame-O-excuse-for-a-raincheck. Last time I checked it wasn’t raining. So if you don’t want to go out, just say so, and don’t say stuff like oh you have to study or your dog has conniptions, or whatever… This bitch is officially OVER being put off like that. I come out from someone’s poonani too you know.

And from this day on, I am officially not available to anyone who wants to chuck rubbishy tanties…I have no time for you. And I’m too old for this. Go chuck your tanties and get your panties in a twist with someone else, like your girlfriend for example. She’d be patient enough, because she has no choice (in A’s voice mimicking a certain someone). A is the only person I will tolerate chucking a tantrum and even then, only on special occassions. The only creature on this planet I allow to be the shits with me is the DOG. And that’s only because she’s cute and only because we have no way of understanding each other.

You, you know who you are. Don’t get too big for your britches because you might just fall over.

Anyhoos… over it. Over it.

I miss A, and Crappy Girl and my other unnameable friends who are not so spastic. Even if they are spastic, it’s in a ha-ha spastic way, not a too-big-for-your-britches way. I seriously had to hold myself back from whacking people. Some people just deserved to be whacked and I don’t blame the whacker.

I just had to rant.

All is good now. After this, I will take a shower and all will be forgotten, and I will be wiser and listen to my gut instincts the next time. LIKE STAYING HOME FOR EXAMPLE!

If my mood is good enough I will put up some pictures. I don’t know. This isn’t a promise.

Yous have a good weekend.

Because I love you so much!

Dearest Baby,
because I love you so much, and because I know you love me too, because I know you want us to grow old together and to share living quarters together, because I know you have always wanted me to regard your house as mine, because you love how vain I am, because you are proud of having such a beautiful girlfriend, because of your firm generosity and fierce adoration for me, I have decided to show you something of mine, to prepare you for our future together in a house full of your toys.
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Are you ready?

Drumroll…

Presenting….

MY TOYS

This is where my toys live.

Something to help prepare you mentally for the following pictures.

So preeetttyyy right. Pressed eyeshadows and eyeshadow pigments. Why do you think my eyes look so electrifying all the time…

The reason my skin looks like it’s airbrushed and the reason why you don’t want me to rest my face on your white shirt.

 

And of course every artist needs her paintbrushes…

Mascara, eyeliner pencils, lip glosses and lipsticks. Lipgloss and lipstick is vital in this dry climate because they moisturise my lips so that I can pucker up for you. =)

I don’t think it’s a lot of toys. Don’t forget I have to share it with the butch in me as well. So it’s really cosmetics for two people. By the way, the other drawers contain stuff like my moisturisers (you know that it’s punishable by law to have only one type of moisturiser right?), my year’s supply of contact lenses, false eyelashes and jewellery. I also have two more plastic containers of face masques, make-up remover, cotton pads, perfume/cologne (for the butch la), hair styling products, neurofen, zyrtec…etc etc etc.

Remember to make space for me okay!! Best if I get a dresser. I want one of those with a huge ass mirror and 10 drawers. I also like those that divas have backstage…duuuu…those mirrors with the lightbulbs surrounding the frame.

I LOVE YOU LOADS! *kissing with Dior Celebrity Red Lipstick on*