splurging again? (chapter ii)

Ookkkayyy. There goes my so-called Financial Plan.

I went to Plaza Senayan with B tonight (oh, by the way, Happy New Icaka Year 1928 to all my Hindu friends out there). And we went round and round and round and entered (almost) all the boutiques, including Esprit (always my favourite) and I didn't find anything!

Upon entering the parking lot, I realized that I didn't bring my shoes (so I had to go all the way back home... and that's not the first time in my life).

And so, I bought... a 334 GBP Dior Flight small pochette.

I know, I know. But it was so right there, waiting for me to take it home. And it's gorgeous!

B lost count on the number of people who watched with envy and rage at my big, fat, white, Dior shopping bag!!!

It's not a splurge. It's an investment. Well, at least that's what I call it.

I went to watch Ultraviolet again last Sunday with B and L. It was ultracool, ultraslick, and ultravogue-ish (minus the fur).

There's a job interview on Monday (yeah, hopefully I'll be leaving soon). So, wish me luck?

cajun creole creation

I just made this as the main image for my hotel's bar's promotional collaterals, and it got rejected *sigh*.

Anyway, I've made another one and it is green-lighted. More of my illustrations at my personal homepage: OuiC'estChic!com

Laterz.

j'aime les samedis!

(that's French for "I love Saturdays!")

Mon dieu, I just re-enrolled in another french class. This time it's conversation class. How I miss those days and of course, my friends.

I joined because of a friend who constantly provoked me to join, join, and join. So I joined! I paid 43 GBP for the class. There are only two guys in the class (another friend of mine and he's so not my type), and the teacher, who is tres vieux and again, not my type.

Anyhoo, it was fun! It was exciting! Even the vintage teacher knows how to make jokes!

And, the fun didn't stop there. I went to see Ultraviolet with Pandu! Mon Dieu, it was so cool!!! I'm gonna watch it again! It's so comical and I love the ending. I'm a comic freak and a hardcore fan of Jovovich, so of course I'm saying it's Supercool... Wait, I mean, ULTRAcool!.

Plus, it's one woman against a whole fleet of men. Now that's something.

Okay, exactly, what am I writing? I'm like, so euphoric and hyperventilating of all the excitements this Saturday.

Last thing, haha... Last words...

I find nicely toned (and big) arms attractive. And therefore, I find these two guys attractive.

The first one: Kevin Sites. Caucasian. War journalist (can it get hotter than that??? My God, look at his arms!! And I so love the messy hair. Makes me want to sit on his lap, facing him, giving him hot, chewy, wet kisses, grinding on his groin and playing with his hair).

The second one: Paradorn Srichaphan. Asian. Tennis player (just look at the color of his skin, his pecs, his arms... *drools* I'm so in love).

Oh, well... I'd better be off. I'm so sleepy.

Need to go to church at 19.00 tonight. 3 1/2 more hours.