A late bloomer, that’s me.

Thanks for dropping by. Just some stuff that I had in mind.

Archive for January, 2009


Oxford for me?

Dear readers,

Please, don’t be fooled by the title… In this entry, I wish to talk about what my 29 crap-head wants. Yes, I’d love to enroll into Oxford but that would just be a wishful thinking, when actually, on the back of my mind all I could think of lately is shoes…shoes, shoes & lots of them. Whenever I walk into the elevator, I’d look down at peoples’ shoes. High-heels, loafers, wedges, stilettos…I don’t care how the shoes look like but I’d be wondering, sure these feet happy in those fancy shoes, huh? (Now, be careful if you’re around me cuz I’d be foot-fetish like)  Those who know me, will smirk instantly because I’m very loyal when it comes to owning shoes. A pair could last me 3 years. Ask Anis and my sisters, they’d know. I’m a one-pair-shoes person. Once I’m comfy with my soles, they will be my feet soul mate…errr…literally.

It has been almost 3 months since I first entered the corporate world. I noticed that the officers wear pricey office-gears, not forgetting their rides, their gadgets and it bugged me big time how the hell they can afford all these with the statutory bodies paycheck? Hummm, they probably save-up eh? (Like the case with me & my LaPomme) Back to shoes; well the female officers and the GAs in my division, they probably have a shoe-shelf in their cars or even hidden under their desks cuz they seem to wear different kinds everyday, I repeat, everyday! (I got to notice this recently, after series of feet observation) Sure their feet are on cloud-9! Poor feet of mine…stuck in semi-worn-out Sembonia for 5 months now… and another pair to boot is my trustworthy Crocs (ohh I notice you poke a finger in your mouth there, I can see you!) Other than that, there’re 2 pairs of occasion shoes, which I had since 2 years ago? I call them my Raya shoes cuz that was the very reason I got them in the first place. Day-to-day basis it’d just be my boring working shoes (Sembonia) & comfy soles (Crocs). And that’s it.

As I’m currently blessed with extra kaching now that I makan gaji, I thought of getting proper shoes for my feet, for every occasion…not just for hari raya. I’d like to have corporate shoes, leisure shoes, sport shoes, entertainment shoes, sandals, wedges, boots and 7-days-different-kind of shoes, you name it, I want it…Heheh…

Now, this is when Oxford comes into the picture. I’ve been contemplating with the idea of owning a pair of Oxford booties. I have been eying on those since last year when I first laid my eyes on them in a fashion magazine (go figure…). I don’t know if my feet will be happy in them but I know they’d sure look hip! I browsed over the internet and blundered upon a few nice ones…

Among the most-wanteds...

Among the most-wanteds...

This screams me!

This screams me!

Work it, corporate or leisure...

Work it, corporate or leisure...

Blacky

Blacky

Masculinity

Masculinity

Marc Jacobs, heavenly...

Marc Jacobs, heavenly...

Not only Oxford booties that captured my eyes, I think nude-shoes are must-haves too. I’ve seen them on Jen Aniston’s, Beyonce’s and Paris’s pretty feet. I’ve seen Oxford booties in Robinson’s at the Gardens but nude-shoes are a rare find. Especially those that are able to house my Horton-like feet. I’ve been a loyal fan of Hush Puppies and Clarks (yawn…) but the ones they have in nude colours are simply yucky in design. However, here are some that I found on the net. Nice ain’t it? Will have faith that I could score a pair!

Very Gossip Girl

Very Gossip Girl

Likey...

Worry not of crowfeet...

Very Nico Riley

Very Nico Riley

Well, I guess I’m going to hunt for these pairs first, give it a month trial and see whether I can dismiss my feet massage after wearing them. Have faith!

There’s so much a girl could ask for right? (’Girl’! Woman are you kidding me??) And I can’t stop at shoes. I want these babies too…

Skull-inspired Tshirt!

Skull-inspired Tshirt!

Maxi dress!!! Yummy!

Maxi dress!!! Yummy!

Teal...how lovely...

Teal...how lovely & she work it with just flip flops!

Match with this haircut...

Match with this haircut...

Edgy with her attitude, hah!

Edgy with her attitude, hah!

Hey you, makan gaji remember??

Till I kick you with my Oxford booties, XOXO—-@ Drew.

It’s a quiet CNY

I used to be in Kuching everytime come CNY…but this year, due to work I break the tradition and stayed at home.

It’s a silent CNY here, even prior to the festive day, I could still see some Chinese roaming around Jusco around 8 pm last night. Felt like approaching them and ask, “Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be enjoying your Yee Sang already?” The big difference that I noticed was, the groceries (operated by Chinese) were still open even it was already 3pm. When I got out from the cineplex in Alamanda (Inkheart) the handphone kiosks were still open and the blonde-haired Chinese still entertained their customers. It was 7.30 then. As opposed in Kuching, during CNY eve, shops will be closed half day, meaning… places like Teck Kong, Kenyalang, Padungan, Green Road, Batu 7 and even the famous golden triangle will be closed by 2pm. It’s understood. By CNY and 5 days that follows, Kuching will be a dead city. No one will trade during this period. But Kuching is alive because of the fire crackers, we can see people actually wearing red, visiting is a must and we can actually get angpows if you’re single, doesn’t matter if you’re 60. Kuchingites are genereous I suppose and know how to have fun during festive season.

Not here though. Last night I slept at three a.m, keeping hubby company on Underworld back to back. Interesting chronicles. My Astro decoder decided to play dead on my days off and it just simply sh**. So, practically I just did what I’d normally do on my days off, domestic chores and watching stack of DVDs, some I didn’t even remember purchasing. Funny it was dead silent last night, no fire crackers, not even family dinner cheers… it felt weird for the fact that I live within the Chinese community…but I still receive free oranges though from the nice neighbour across my unit. They’d normally fly to Korea this time around but this year they’re at home, probably breaking the convention like I did.

So what do I do today? I think I wanna have lunch at McDonald’s. You bet, Prosperty burger it is.

Oh well, for the sake of celebrating a silent CNY…Happy Chinese New year to all my Chinese friends especially those in Kuching.

PS: Congrats to Nadhirah on your engagement today and to my sis too for being so committed and reliable. I’m proud of you.

Fabulosity!

Hello reader,

My,my where have all the years gone? I bet you’ve noticed already that I didn’t talk about me being 29. I dread that number. It’s exactly the same feeling when I turned 19. I have left the number ‘1′ and now I’m on my way of losing number ‘2′ of my age. But you know what, I don’t feel like 29, not at all… In bio clock I may look 30 but as a personality I refuse to admit that I feel 29, because I don’t…i just don’t.

Is this what we call denial? I don’t think so. I feel that I did deny myself from whom I really was…since 4 years ago that is. I remember my resolution to quit Cleo and opt for Reader’s Digest instead…yet a stack of 12 copies of Cleo still sit nicely on my shelves every year (so as RD) And how recently I chose to tone down my make up to Natural colours, spared my bill on blouses, handbags and shoes that are of brown hues. All this was indeed for the sake of looking professional and to ensure that I’m taken seriously and that my opinion counts. Humm…I have denied myself from my true identity…

Well this year, I have made up my mind not to walk down the nostalgic road. I’ve got nothing behind me…I must look forward, aim, target, move ahead! Along the way I must at all cost portray my true self, bubbly, chirpy & carefree…so what if I still read Cleo? So what if my Hermes purse is orange? So what if I hang Spongebob & Patrick in my ride? So what if I sync Wallace & Gromit in my iPod? So what if I’m the biggest fan of Gossip Girl? So what if I memorize the Wonderpets song? So what if my bedding sheet is Powerpuff Girls? So what if I’m crazy over the Jonas Brothers? So what??!!! That’s me…just because I turn 29, doesn’t mean I have to act, behave and exhibit certain ways…no…this year is ME time…I must indulge till I feel like stopping, perhaps till I hit the number ‘3′…

As 2009 cashing in the time we have, I will rejoice, celebrate my life, celebrate the people I love and move ahead. I deserve to be happy by being me. And this year, I fancy RED. Don’t ask me why but I think RED signifies female empowerment! Sexy, bold, intelligent, collected…I love Red. Red is my official colour this year.No more conforming to what 29 have to look like, act or behave! Sabrina is young therefore I am…

What better ways to indulge oneself other than shopping eh? So I’ve set a date for me to spend times 3 this month…and to commemorate the new FABULOSITY as Kimor screams all the time (oh, I so adore my woman Kimora!), I shall splurge my hard-earned $$$ on these babies:

Me!

Me!

 

Aww...

Aww...

Must-have!

Must-have!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Loiikey!

Loiikey!

To-die-for

To-die-for

Will-not-wait!

Will-not-wait!

It-has-me-written-all-over-it!

It-has-me-written-all-over-it!

Drew@>—–1st-entry-using-LaPomme;)