GO SINGAPORE!

Top & shorts: from France (Similar here) | Shoes: ASOS | Bag: Kate Spade | Necklace: Topshop (Similar here)

So I think it's safe to say that most of us here in Singapore are experiencing fervent national pride because not only did our nation just turn 51 (happy birthday, you saucy broad), we've also just witnessed the first Singaporean to ever win an Olympic* gold medal - Yup, if you've been living under a rock, welcome back - Joseph Schooling, a 21 year boy man just snagged the gold in the 100m butterfly event. Besides setting a new Olympic, Asian and national record, he beat human-torpedo-fish Michael Phelps who has so many Olympic medals he could probably make at least twenty Poseidon spears out of them. And he totally should because that would be dope. He could use the remainder to make a throne.

My Facebook timeline seems as if I've joined a Joseph Schooling fan club so I've seen a couple of great interviews and stories. One that caught my eye was about a bunch of people leaving negative comments about how he's not really Singaporean since he spent most of his formative years in the states training and going to school and all that.

In the same vein, Rihanna's from Barbados but her work was produced in the states. Do you think Barbadians are all "Nahhh she ain't one of us. B*tch better have my money" NO. Because that would be weird. Ok that might not be the best comparison because I'm really exhausted right now so maybe not the same vein after all.

I just think that the idea of nationality goes much deeper than what race a person is, or what accent they speak with, or where they study. It's a confluence of all those things and more, but most importantly, it's also about personal belief. If he is proud to call himself a Singaporean (I am assuming he hasn't said he's not), who are you (nameless faceless anonymous internet person) to deny him that, and who are you to deny your countrymen who are happy to embrace him with open arms this small joy?

Anyway, I'm not angry or ranting. I see the other side of the coin, I recognise that we may not have really been part of the secret sauce that produced this Schooling magic, but nonetheless, in the spirit of the Olympics, let's not squabble over this, let's gather to rejoice in the great sporting achievements, ogle the hotties with the bodies, and marvel at the fact that teenagers are reaching the maximum of the body's potential while most of us struggle to put on our pants in the morning.

MAJULAH SINGAPURA!

* Let's also take the time to recognise that Singaporean Yip Pin Xiu won gold in backstroke for the Paralympics though. Champs all around!

The return of the Jedi

 Dress: Romwe | Shoes | Zalora (Similar here) | Bag: Charles & Keith 

Earrings: Chinatown (Similar here) | Ring: Vintage (Similar here)

Hello!

I've had a bit of a hiatus from posting because I've been really busy... But mostly because I'm extremely lazy. But I'm back! I think instead of an OOTD (Outfit of the Day) kinda situation, I'm going to be doing some OOTM (month) because omg so lazy I just want to look like a slob and eat KFC and never exercise and just be a butt.

In the time I was away, a couple of things happened...
1. Blogger did some upgrade and now I can drag and drop directly into my draft post. Err. Thanks I guess?
2. Nacho celebrated his 2nd year anniversary being a resident of Jervois and a resident of my heart (awwww)
3. A close friend got knocked up... Lol that makes it sound bad but ok she's preggers and she's happy about it.
4. Another close friend spawned... Also happy about it. The baby is very cute and I got a first month celebration cake (I love cake).
5. There were a bazillion tragedies in the world that really makes our collective hearts break (Syria, Paris, USA... The list goes on)
6. I bought a motherfrickin apartment!

I wanted to end the list with the happy thing because it would be a real Debbie downer move to be all death and destruction in a blog post that's generally pointless.

Anyhoodle, I hope you've enjoyed the break from me (I'm lying. I hope you were miserable and pining for my return). We're closing in on Christmas which means presents, food, and hopefully all the love and joy in the world to make you feel like your heart could explode with happiness and to make your cheeks cramp from all the smiling.

Thanks for reading friends. I've missed you.

Say ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Dress: COS (Similar-ish here) | Shoes: Jessica Buurman | Bag: Red Valentino (Similar-ish here) | Sunglasses: Karen Walker

Earrings: Mango (Similar here) | Brooch: Vintage (Similar here) | Necklace worn as bracelet: Vintage (Similar here) | Ring: ASOS (Similar-ish here) 

I hate visiting the dentist. Sorry Dr. Chin. No offense but I just really really really don't like being prodded in the mouth while a suction thingy makes my feel like gagging. I don't think anyone really enjoys a dental scaling all that much (unless they're crazy weird) but a good dentist and nice dental practice makes a huge difference.

I go to T32 Dental Centre every 6 months like the well behaved child that I am. It's located at Camden Medical Centre which is so convenient - you could go in for a dental scaling and come out with a new face by Woffles Wu if you so please.

There are several reasons why I like T32:
A few days before my scheduled appointment, the receptionist will call to remind me. This is helpful because I always forget things.

'Come here. We do things to your mouth'

They are super organised - when you come in for your appointment, the receptionists will greet you cheerfully and inform you to wait in the waiting lounge. When it's all over, you go to yet another desk to make payment. My OCD spider sense is tingling.

Greetings! Reception counter on the right

Lounge here in the waiting lounge

The waiting lounge is fancy pants. They have a wine fridge and free drinks and they have art hanging on the walls and fancy chairs to sit in and music plays softly. It's almost like a hotel lobby. 

Free drinks!

WINE LEH. Excuse me front desk, can I order takeaway?

Fancy art + fancy high chairs = HIGH CLASS

They're very very punctual. I don't think I've ever had to wait longer than 5 minutes in the lounge before being escorted by the nurse into one of the rooms for the dental procedure. 

Come here and get comfy

I AM GOING TO DRILL IN YOUR HEAD MUAHAHAHAHA

As it's on the penthouse level of Camden, it's got a killer view which is nice when you really can't do much else when your mouth is being drilled into and all you want to do is swallow really hard.

Awesome view. Think happy thought. Think happy thoughts

Dr Chin has really good bedside manner and explains everything he does before doing it so you don't think that you're the guinea pig of some mad scientist's experiment. Thankfully he doesn't keep talking and asking random questions that you feel obliged to answer while his fist is jammed in your mouth. I had a dentist who did that and all my answers were like 'mrrrrffhhhhmmmmrrrhhhhh'. Like seriously dude. Bonus: Dr. Chin is handsome!

6-eyed alien but still HAMSUM!

They believe in technology. They've got screens in each of the rooms which unfortunately is not for TV watching but rather for you to stare at the X-rays of your mouth so you can remark on how many fillings you had. Deep candy-induced shame spiral happens here but come on, it's the future yo.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!

It only takes about 30 minutes and I'm done with the dental scaling, I have a nice clean mouth and I'm still alive thankgodI'mstillalivehallelujah!!!

Always a good time for a selfie.

Anyway, if you're looking for a nice place to get your mouth cleaned, I highly recommend T32!

Thanks for reading!

Velvet love

Dress: Gift from Steph (Similar here) | Shoes: Karen Millen (Similar here) | Bag: Gracious Aires (Similar here) 

I am obsessed with this Korres shower-gel that my friend Angie got for me. It smells SO delicious because it's a mix of velvet orris, violet and white pepper (so says the label but I'm really just guessing here) and it's the kind of scent that lingers on the body so it feels like body wash and perfume all in one, but minus any fake and yucky chemicals that can actually cause your skin to be dry. Korres originates from Greece and the products are made from natural ingredients in recipes passed down through the generations. Another great thing is that they don't test on animals!

You smell so good

Of course Korres products are a bit more expensive than regular supermarket/pharmacy brands so being a cheapo, I squeeze just a little bit of the body wash onto my wet loofah and work it into a lather. This is great because I slough away dead skin cells while ensuring I'm not overusing cleanser. Expert saving tip lor!!

So if you're looking to pamper yourself with some awesome body wash, I seriously urge you to give Korres a try. Thaaaaaaaaaaanks.

Thanks for reading!

Spot the difference

Cape-blazer: Smooch the Label | Pants: Uniqlo (Similar here)

Shoes: Prada (Similar here)

Bag: Gracious Aires (Similar here)

Ring: Twentyeight Lane

Sunglasses: Karen Walker

Shirt: Ann Taylor (Similar here)

Skirt: ASOS (Similar here)

Bag: RED Valentino (Similar here)

 

Pairing the cape blazer with a white shirt totally made me feel like a lawyer which would have been my dream profession if I was a whole lot less lazy. I think lawyers are having their 'in' moment now what with Amal Alamuddin Clooney (specialist in international law, criminal law, human rights, extradition and being George Clooney's way better half) gaining international acclaim for erm... Her Valentino outfits.  Le sigh.

I think I would make for a great litigator - Mostly because I enjoy arguing with people. (Ok this is a lie, I'm very passive aggressive but one can pretend to be assertive, right?). However, I once met an ex-schoolmate and I asked her what sort of law she practised, to which she replied, 'litigation' and without even a pause, she asked me if I knew what litigation was. *Coughcondescendingcough*.

Anyway, let's weigh the pros and the cons of being a lawyer (from the very little I know about law and lawyers)

Pros: 

1. George Clooney can become your husband
2. You can wear Valentino outfits 
3. You can argue with people for money

Cons

1. You might need to work with a certain condescending person

LAW SKOOL HERE I COME. Do I need to be able to spell?

Old timer

Dress: ASOS

Shoes: Nelly (Similar here)

I'm bringing sexy back.

Sunglasses: Karen Walker | Necklace: Gift (Same here)

Bag: Red Valentino | Ring: Vintage (Similar here)

I recently attended a friend's wedding followed by the after-party at Butter Factory on the club's last night of operations. Somehow I decided it would be a fantastic idea to have a rager of a night because I felt like I needed to reclaim some of that wild youthful energy I used to have. This was a fatal mistake especially since I was still nursing a nasty cold.

Things that happened that made me realise I am just not that young sprightly thing I once was:

1. I had to pimp out a younger female friend so I could score drinks. Oh the shame. 
2. I fell down. A lot. I have a bruised palm and finger, a bruised left arm, a bruised knee and a twisted ankle. I just can't do high heels anymore.
3. I could not keep food down the whole next day and fell even sicker than I had previously been. Because when you're old, your body says "screw you" and gives up. 
4. I ended up talking to young girls about their jobs. Hi Melvina, the SG stewardess, you're very nice and friendly. Sorry I was karate kicking the flush for the toilet. That must have been tremendously weird. 

I guess it's really time to accept this weird inevitable aging thing. But before I do that, here are pictures of me wearing a backless dress to the office because ONLY YOUNG GIRLS WOULD DO THAT RIGHT???? Thanks for reading!

Illusions

Dress: Smooch the Label

Shoes: Mango (Similar here)

Earrings: Chinatown (Similar here) | Bracelet: Vintage hand me down (Similar here)

Rings: Vintage hand me downs (Similar here and here) | Bag: Red Valentino

There are some illusions at work here (or maybe they're at play, I don't know). Obviously, the first illusion is the dress with its peekaboo effect created by the lace overlay on top of the skin toned netting. It's almost as if it's saying, "OMG there's a naked body under here!" but not really. Those beige sides were actually cut outs but I really don't want to get yelled at by some random aunty so I had some similar beige material sewn in to cover up the nakedness.

The second illusion is how tall and thin I look (at least to me la!) My photographer today (THANKS A BUNCH GARY!!) was a total pro and insisted I pose and pose and pose to get the right angles so I could make my waist look smaller, my legs longer and my hand look less weird. I think I might have to hire him for a permanent photography role. Or just to bark orders at me whenever I'm slouching or letting my hair fall all over my face like a crazed cat lady.

The third illusion is the magic trick: Pick a card from this imaginary stack of cards. Now look at that card and hold it in your mind. Now put it back into the imaginary stack..............Was the card you picked a queen of hearts? No? Well, then the illusion I had you under was that for half a second, you thought I had magic. Unless it WAS the queen of hearts then holyhotcowbells you can hail me as your new prophet!

Thanks for reading! xoxo prophet alexwearsstuffanddoesmagic.

Sole for a soul

Dress: Nichii

See the store Gripz behind me? I wish they had just spelt it 'Grips'. Not a fan of using Z to replace S

Earrings: Twentyeight Lane | Bag: Gift (Similar here and here)

Ring: Lovisa (Similar here) | Bracelet: Thrifted (Similar here)

Shoes: Pedro (Similar here)

I love shoes. To the point where I might consider selling the soul of my firstborn for an awesome pair of Manolos. Sorry kid.

When I was younger, my style ethos for shoe buying was "borders on kind of ugly but isn't". I love memorable statement shoes, bells and whistles and all, so I typically don't go for the neutral look. However, in a corporate environment, it's important not know when to make a statement and when not to so today's shoe choice is brought to you by the letter 'Z' as in 'Zzzzz' but you know what? I still dig them, I think they're groovy in the plain chic way, ammirite?

Anyway, if you're looking for a pair of statement shoes that are still work appropriate, I recommend Sophia Webster. Her stuff is wearable, comfortable, affordable and unique. Buy them now!

Thanks for reading, what are you still doing here? Shop!