As I celebrate my homecoming…
This entry is supposedly posted on Saturday…
Anywayz…enjoy.
Haloooooo…Drew/Kimora in the house!
Oh…how I miss blogging. As I’m typing this, I’m hanging out with my SO at Pavilion’s Starbucks. Sea of people, Malaysians, Middle-easterners, Chinese and probably some Brazilians, America or even Australian…KL night life…
I wish to blog a little bit (what an understatement) on what I’ve been up to lately, on why blogging is no longer in my routine. You see readers, as a publication officer I don’t just stare on my PC and proof-read/edit stuff. My job specs comprised of countless translation jobs, drafting answer for ayahanda VC, brainstorming ads, MC-ing, preparing text for MCs, attend endless meeting, attending international journalists from all over the world, public relation, marketing and some other personal favors (especially those personal requests from the top tiers…am still at the second tier, huhu…) and normally these ‘requests’ are of urgency, life and death kinda thing. So you see gentle readers, all these will consume almost 12 hours of my day. The rest 12 hours will then be divided into fractions of golden time that go to house chores, AF7, play with Donutt, Tyger & Reymee and perhaps some cuddling with hubby (that is if I didn’t doze off first!) No chance at all to hog the net, let alone blogging. Hence, the silence in my vent-abode.
As a matter of fact, six months being in the corporate world has exposed me to a lot of new things, some are good ones and some are let downs, but mostly nice ones. I met a lot people, most of whom the powerhouse in their respective fields. I’ve got to have my namecard dispenser everywhere I go as my superior forced me to extend my network to at least 10 new people per month. it’s not an easy task really, especially when i don’t really look like someone from the corporate world. I look like well…an editor. Well deserved.
Speaking of looks, in the corporate world, first impression is everything. There’s an implied mantra in this belief…that if you’re gorgeous you can get away with anything, well…almost. I’ve experienced nasty incidents when my looks sabotaged my capabilities and mere countable occurrences when people DID pay attention to what I have to say and dismissed looks aside to check out what I’m actually capable of. In short, I’m struggling twice as hard to make myself heard, just because I carry a certain look. I envy those who are in size 10 and all they have to do is look pretty and speak Paris Hilton-ish and zapped, they’re understood even before they’re heard! Nasty!
Ok, enough with the grumpiness. Not that I’m not happy with my workplace now, it’s just that I wish people would stop judging the book by its cover or stop generalizing and open their minds more. Sigh… Now let’s talk girly stuff. For the past few weeks, I could feel that LOVE is in the air. I feel LOVE everywhere around me. My best buddy Aini Marina is walking the aisle soon with her SO of a lifetime, Aleng… very soon that it’s at the end of next month. Oya, cutesy pal is also getting engaged with her boo Salleh. Another course mate, Aju is ‘reserved’ as well. And there’s my lovely sister Eydelle, who finally got proposed by the man of her dream…(can you hear the sound of the drum rolling?) Maryam, my newly acquaintance is also getting hitched. And 4 of my office mates, Sarah, Kalpana, Sharifah & Niza; are all tying the knots this year. In fact in July itself I have to fork out fuluss for three receptions! And also more reason to visit my seamstress! My sis couldn’t be more happier to orchestrate her own engagement, I mean finally all those dreamy pinkish theme of her reception will finally be materialized…and with hot bod like hers, it’s a no surprise that she allocated rm1k for her engagement dress…nak pengsan tau when she mentioned that to me…but I wasn’t at all bothered because she deserves it. She has always been the gem in the family, the wise one. So as excited as she could be, I must admit I’m more excited! My excitement is driven by my urges to compensate the setbacks of my engagement, how it was supposed to be… I dreamt of a simple reception but as anak sulung nothing simplicity was prohibited during my engagement, everything was elaborate and lavish…so, now that Eydelle demands a simple and sweet engagement, you can’t blame me for being a tad OTT. All smug… 
I found myself in the wedding-planner mode lately, it all started with Aini Marina’s wedding prep then the office buddies asking for tips down to Eydelle’s recent good news. I’m loving this! I love weddings and the sorts…I love the feeling of togetherness…I love flipping through wedding magazines, I like walking into bridal boutiques or even browsing bridal fotopages…uuuuuu I loiiike… Dreamy, dreamy…
Due to this intoxication, I am also contemplating on purchasing the ’stuff’ that I might need to attend these receptions. And the list goes something like this:
- Reception outfit - In love with Kebaya Kudus but with a beach ball rear like mine, I have to dismiss the thought altogether, so chiffon is the way to go.
- Fragrance - to host a reception we must smell good as this particular scent will remind our guests of our special day, and I’m considering ‘Bali Dream’ by Estee Lauder or ‘Endless’ by SJP; not that it will be my special day…hahahh..
- DSLR - Leica DLux4 is damn good but it’s hubby’s. So I seriously wanna get myself a NIKON. But since I’m a novice, it might take some times for me to puppet my own toy…
- Make-up/the look - Sultry, Dato Siti’s demure looks nowadays with that Ariani’s Jedi head dress…clutch is my tote. Considering Jaspal or Nose (oh what extremes…) They both have simple, nice clutches. Shoes-wedges or flats, sorry no option for me in this department.
- Gifts for the bride & groom - P&C.
Alamak tgh syok, S.O is exhausted. See you later peeps! Will update for sure!
XOXO —-> @>— KIMORA DREW
