tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-181133292024-03-13T23:40:13.405+08:00exodus of a girlAlysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.comBlogger251125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-38642691564161422832008-09-25T11:59:00.003+08:002008-12-15T12:18:52.123+08:00moving oni've decided to haul my proverbial ass over to another blog.<br /><br />so. for more lisha-madness, go to <a href="http://whoislisha.blogspot.com/"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">http://whoislisha.blogspot.com/</span></a><a href="http://whoislisha.blogspot.com/"></a><br /><br />the end.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-53449379569574448052008-09-23T13:42:00.004+08:002008-09-23T13:45:20.484+08:00Pooem of the day : 02from <span style="font-weight: bold;">alvin </span>to me:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">God damn it stinks.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Shit that sinks,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">makes me feel more like a king</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">than a prince.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">My company prints,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">we do not use shit inks.</span>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-84313268234989649002008-09-20T23:52:00.005+08:002008-09-21T00:03:56.368+08:00jack and jill went up the hilland i hope i don't come tumbling down like jill did. and i certainly don't want to break my crown like jack did.<br /><br />i'm going hiking with the <a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/home.php#/group.php?gid=26175734162">Malats </a>to the waterfalls in Hulu Langat. somewhere out in the sticks. i have no idea where it is.<br /><br />i asked <a href="http://commonjack.blogspot.com/">michael</a> if i could get a ride with him. he said yes (not like he has much choice =p).<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"confirming time of pick up. 6.45am? groan. apologies in advance if i'm a grumpy bitch. haha"</span><br />he promptly replied, "Understood!"<br /><br />i'm not exactly the morning type of person. but at least, i'm able to participate in minimal conversation now. it used to be just grunts and well... just grunts, really. and death stares.<br /><br />i just hope this won't happen.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SNUd8adIKjI/AAAAAAAAApI/jKikgLs8XEg/s1600-h/blood.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SNUd8adIKjI/AAAAAAAAApI/jKikgLs8XEg/s400/blood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248133864501029426" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=783485675">Ons </a>got leeched!<br /><br />i'll be armed with plenty of food and insect repellent. hopefully it'll be a nice sunny day and maybe, i might finally get a bit of a tan!Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-69743795422457996442008-09-11T21:32:00.009+08:002008-09-12T12:18:04.754+08:00click clicking clickedsurfing online these days is just getting far too dangerous for the likes of me and every other shopaholic.<br /><br />with the copious amount of shopping blogs popping up all over, it's so hard to resist <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">'just looking'</span>.<br /><br />of course, many of these sites are utter rubbish. it's kind of like sifting through the shops in sungai wang to find your pieces of treasure. well, after much clicking, i've managed to find a few independent online stores that are bookmark-worthy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnL8xvBS7I/AAAAAAAAAnw/71Q6B94hUB8/s1600-h/DSC_0381-2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnL8xvBS7I/AAAAAAAAAnw/71Q6B94hUB8/s400/DSC_0381-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244947486052797362" border="0" /></a><a href="http://honey-pumpkin.blogspot.com/">honey-pumpkin</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnL9azW0KI/AAAAAAAAAoA/tk4n8q35PIY/s1600-h/Christina-5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnL9azW0KI/AAAAAAAAAoA/tk4n8q35PIY/s400/Christina-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244947497076838562" border="0" /></a><a href="http://lacquerandlace.blogspot.com/">lacquer and lace</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnL9N03cyI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mHdIlyn9h-Q/s1600-h/dsc03995.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnL9N03cyI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mHdIlyn9h-Q/s400/dsc03995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244947493593510690" border="0" /></a><a href="https://www.neovintage.net:444/neovintage/Default.aspx">neo vintage</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNaTaqjI/AAAAAAAAAoI/-7qnDnwwoAg/s1600-h/audrey-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNaTaqjI/AAAAAAAAAoI/-7qnDnwwoAg/s400/audrey-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244948871332407858" border="0" /></a><a href="http://the-envelopes.blogspot.com/">the envelopes</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNbWXnkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Qw0MSkswi6Y/s1600-h/P3240553.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNbWXnkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/Qw0MSkswi6Y/s400/P3240553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244948871613226562" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.etoffe-clothes.blogspot.com/">ettoffe clothes</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNliqFEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/lMCI_3vx0vE/s1600-h/2817585377_8f8060e09c_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNliqFEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/lMCI_3vx0vE/s400/2817585377_8f8060e09c_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244948874349122626" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.shopaholicsu.blogspot.com/">shopaholics unite</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNxKVZiI/AAAAAAAAAog/rDxR4DxcoEo/s1600-h/vintage+mustard+dress.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMnNNxKVZiI/AAAAAAAAAog/rDxR4DxcoEo/s400/vintage+mustard+dress.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244948877468329506" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.muffstitshop.com/">muff + stit</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMntCHpe8kI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ApwaVZAKevA/s1600-h/DSCN9085.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SMntCHpe8kI/AAAAAAAAAoo/ApwaVZAKevA/s400/DSCN9085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244983861718217282" border="0" /></a><a href="http://shoessaholic.blogspot.com/">shoessaholic</a><br /><br />click click click, and before you know it, your bank account has plummeted dangerously low. and all you have to say to defend yourself is, <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"ooops. i didn't realise i clicked so much!"</span><br /><br />okay. i'm off to meet my cousin for a potential project. i might actually get to use my tablet soon! <span style="font-weight: bold;">*happy grin*</span>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-80747662929298560472008-09-01T00:07:00.007+08:002008-09-01T00:44:45.048+08:00precious desiresthere is one little store in melbourne which i have been deeply in love with for their unique collection of jewellery made by independent designers - <a href="http://www.egetal.com.au/main.html">e.g.etal</a><br /><br />i have still yet to find out how it's supposed to be pronounced. i am loving their current collection. when i think of jewellery, i immediately look to this store for sparks of inspiration.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9cb9tjI/AAAAAAAAAmU/9nnXSVXMy1I/s1600-h/rings.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9cb9tjI/AAAAAAAAAmU/9nnXSVXMy1I/s400/rings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240723173841679922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9bXvWEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/1JWo2IqPml8/s1600-h/rings02.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9bXvWEI/AAAAAAAAAmc/1JWo2IqPml8/s400/rings02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240723173555525698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9gCGdJI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ui5Nf7ru__w/s1600-h/rings03.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9gCGdJI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ui5Nf7ru__w/s400/rings03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240723174806942866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9ktiqOI/AAAAAAAAAms/4eEhcagKMXE/s1600-h/ruby-ring.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9ktiqOI/AAAAAAAAAms/4eEhcagKMXE/s400/ruby-ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240723176062888162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9ziCl_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/rkhSvv5KCpk/s1600-h/chain-mail.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJ9ziCl_I/AAAAAAAAAm0/rkhSvv5KCpk/s400/chain-mail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240723180041181170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJvyZCXvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/YX6MKxD4Hnc/s1600-h/leather-petals.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJvyZCXvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/YX6MKxD4Hnc/s400/leather-petals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240722939216813810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJwOgW7ZI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ODdLB15pupA/s1600-h/swan.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLrJwOgW7ZI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ODdLB15pupA/s400/swan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240722946763713938" border="0" /></a><br />oh these really make my hands itch and start digging into my jewellery supplies. specially with the new stock my mum brought down for me. yay!Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-83234704543031201022008-08-30T09:54:00.001+08:002008-08-30T09:57:16.625+08:00Pooem of the day : 01From alvin<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>to me:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">It's been awhile since i wrote a pooem.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">So here goes...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">When i say uh oh.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">It means i got to go.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">To where, u don't wanna know.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I'm hardly putting on a show.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Umm and santa goes ho ho ho.</span>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-40170194593445963252008-08-26T10:55:00.005+08:002008-08-26T18:10:19.146+08:00the little chasei had the most bizarre dream a couple of nights ago. it was the kind of dream that seemed normal until you wake up. once i opened my eyes and ran through the dream again, i couldn't help but giggle.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">me:</span> "guess what i dreamt about?"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">alvin:</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">*probably thinking <span style="font-style: italic;">"here we go again"</span>*</span> "what?"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">me:</span> "i got chased by a midget!"</span><br /><br />alvin paused. then he laughed.<br /><br />i had just driven into the carpark of a shopping center and i was ambitiously trying to reverse park. i kinda scraped the car beside me, but, it was such a minor scrape i figured i'd just pretend nothing happened.<br /><br />then as i walked into the mall, a couple of guys were loitering around. one of them was a midget and he decided to follow me around. i got annoyed so i turned into a corridor and see whether he would continue following.<br /><br />he did.<br /><br />i turned around and spat, <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"wat the fuck is your problem?"</span> and continued walking towards the stationery section in an attempt to lose him amongst the stationary shelves. i spotted william and alvin and ran to them.<br /><br />the rest isn't really worth mentioning.<br /><br />so yes. i was chased by a midget.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-7876220321058211282008-08-24T11:54:00.007+08:002008-08-24T16:04:16.158+08:00august babiesokay. i'm really backtracked in my posts, i know.<br /><br />i've been meaning to write about:<br />- Bangkok<br />- MTV Asia Awards<br />- Panic at the Disco<br />- Pasta Zanmai<br /><br />but nyeh. i'm no longer the avid blogger i once used to be. probably coz a whole bunch of my friends gave up on it. i lost my extrinsic motivation.<br /><br />anyway... i digress, so, let me get back on track.<br /><br />last saturday, we had a belated joint birthday dinner for way han and leonard at las carretas. su-yen msn-ed me two weeks beforehand and booked me. =p<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">su:</span> "you better come!! or else...."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">lisha:</span> "ok ok, i'll be free on the 16th!"</span><br /><br />su can be quite ganas if you piss her off. she's a mum of two boys, yo. so don't mess. she'll crack her whip and discipline you without hesitation. hope amer's into the S&M thing. haha<br /><br />it felt like a high school reunion. the food was pretty yummy and surprisingly, reasonably priced. the cocktails were pretty cheap too. i think it was about rm14 for a margarita!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGOiicwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/on7Ob_Etjwg/s1600-h/IMG_2363.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGOiicwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/on7Ob_Etjwg/s400/IMG_2363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237931664707056386" border="0" /></a>leo & way han fighting over who should don the sombrero first.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGMdcj_I/AAAAAAAAAj8/yO7A737GysE/s1600-h/IMG_2365.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGMdcj_I/AAAAAAAAAj8/yO7A737GysE/s400/IMG_2365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237931664148828146" border="0" /></a>leo & su - i swear they both look like anime characters.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGWBCCvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ER-KL1uF__0/s1600-h/IMG_2366.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGWBCCvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ER-KL1uF__0/s400/IMG_2366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237931666714004210" border="0" /></a>way han & leo - the august babies<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGuQe0eI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Oq-Aj6-VbYs/s1600-h/IMG_2367.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfGuQe0eI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Oq-Aj6-VbYs/s400/IMG_2367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237931673221255650" border="0" /></a>fiona & hisham (more well known as mix fm's sham)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfG8N9kxI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2FYWIzI-_eI/s1600-h/IMG_2368.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDfG8N9kxI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2FYWIzI-_eI/s400/IMG_2368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237931676968784658" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">way han:</span> "you blow it."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">leo: "nah man. you blow it. your birthday was more recent."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">everyone:</span> "just blow the damn thing, both of you!"</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDg--7r_7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/mIUgS3lAs_E/s1600-h/IMG_2371.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SLDg--7r_7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/mIUgS3lAs_E/s400/IMG_2371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237933739281743794" border="0" /></a>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-17510157538537883512008-08-22T15:13:00.006+08:002008-08-22T15:19:57.984+08:00Introducing the POOemevery relationship has their idiosyncrasies and quirks that make it special.<br /><br />alvin and i share our relationship with the toilet bowl fairly intimately. when either one of us is gracing the throne with our bottoms, we sms each other POOems.<br /><br />not poems, but POOems.<br /><br />today's POOem from me to him:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A banana a day makes your stomach give way.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">It makes you want to say, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">“It’s shit time, dey!”</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">So have you had YOUR banana today?<br /><br /></span>romance with a twist.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-80339165979897665652008-08-22T12:36:00.003+08:002008-08-22T14:51:53.587+08:00i've got my bottom coveredmy mother is back in town.<br /><br />alvin and i went to pick her and paul up from KLIA and brought them out for supper. in the car she handed me two plastic bags of things i had requested for from australia - bonds underwear and jewellery supplies.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"are fifteen undies enough for you?"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">"FIFTEEN?!?! why did you buy so many?"</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"well... you sounded desperate!"</span><br /><br />-_- that's my mother for you.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-48969155022667675692008-08-20T23:02:00.005+08:002008-08-20T23:28:08.167+08:00playing dress-upsi don't know what i would've done without jen. thank god someone knows how to sew.<br /><br />when <a href="http://www.kinkybluefairy.net/">joyce </a>asked if i wanted to help <a href="http://tonguechic.com/">Tongue In Chic</a> dress up a couple of dolls, i immediately said<span style="font-weight: bold;"> yes</span> and got girly-excited over how to dress them up.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SKw3JD8DE4I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4zY38J7XlvU/s1600-h/All+Dolls.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SKw3JD8DE4I/AAAAAAAAAjU/4zY38J7XlvU/s400/All+Dolls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621095540560770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />then. i realised.<br /><br />shit. i can't sew. -_-<br /><br />i can do straight stitches. well... they're more like crooked stitches.<br /><br />but with a lil improvisation here and there, we managed to dress up the dolls a little. my poor dolls look a lil underdressed next to the rest, though. <span style="font-weight: bold;">*sniff*</span><br /><br />to be fair, most of the other contributors were fashion designers/fashion design students. nevertheless, i was still proud of my glam ballerina and glam diva.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SKw3JmPYt1I/AAAAAAAAAjk/x_MiHEtTyZ4/s1600-h/IMG_2377.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SKw3JmPYt1I/AAAAAAAAAjk/x_MiHEtTyZ4/s400/IMG_2377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621104748476242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SKw3JmiZWcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/nPVd7myn4U8/s1600-h/IMG_2379.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SKw3JmiZWcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/nPVd7myn4U8/s400/IMG_2379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621104828209602" border="0" /></a>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-14835944365073547442008-08-17T22:43:00.006+08:002008-08-17T23:33:16.673+08:0040 days summarisedokay, it's time to end my hiatus.<br /><br />it's been a fairly eventful month and a half.<br /><br />- went to bangkok with cam & soon wei. was supposed to blog about it, but i kept putting it off until the hype died.<br />- MTV Asia Awards in Genting.<br />- weekend epicurean trip to penang<br /><br />and i just spent the weekend sewing outfits for dolls with jen whilst watching SATC. could this be a preview to our future? two old women sitting around, listening to fictional characters discussing their sex lives and sewing outfits for dolls.<br /><br />oh. plus my 14 cats.<br /><br />yikes. scary thought.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-13578418431593384602008-07-07T14:38:00.003+08:002008-07-07T15:19:32.143+08:00what happens now?<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"do you really know the person you're sleeping with?"</span> carrie bradshaw posed this question.<br /><br />what happens when the person you thought you knew inside out, suddenly shows a side of them that makes you take a step back and realise, you don't know them as well as you thought?<br /><br />what happens when the person you've been building your dreams/future with, becomes the person who tears them apart?<br /><br />what happens when you realise this person has become your best friend, confidante, your entire world, and you have no one else to turn to? your friends are his friends. your home is his home. your safe place is him.<br /><br />what happens when you realise you have crossed way over your side and you've lost your way back? it becomes a one-sided relationship.<br /><br />so what happens when doubt begins to eat inside of you and you wonder if you've given up far too much to let go now, and yet, you wonder if you should?<br /><br />and yet, all he can do is get angry when you raise your issue.<br /><br />so what happens now?<br /><br />you repress your emotions and stay. because if you leave, you know he won't hurt as much as you will.</span>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-10168907238735888212008-06-30T17:04:00.003+08:002008-06-30T17:59:51.208+08:00playing housethe new house is looking mighty nice. i must applaud my dad's sense of design. thank god he isn't one for gaudy floral wrought iron gates and lions at the front door.<br /><br />he once said to me,<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"a lot of rich chinese have no taste."</span> and it's so true.<br /><br />i'm sure you've all noticed those ostentatiously huge houses painted in pink with garish looking balconies and greek style columns. not to mention the palace gates that barricade the entrance.<br /><br />my room however, remains to be an eye sore currently. the damn furniture is built in and not white as i was originally told. well, not completely anyway. it's green and white. with my blue walls.<br /><br />not the look i was going for. hence, i have decided i will drag someone to help me repaint my furniture white. mwahaha. candidette #1 - my colleague, reza (mr. handyman)<br /><br />list of things i have yet to get:<br />- bookshelf<br />- bedside table<br />- lamp<br />- quilt<br />- frames<br />- wall decal<br /><br />speaking of which. i need to find someone who can print wall decals for me.<br /><br />many many projects to go. fun fun.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-54970460649743063812008-06-27T19:57:00.004+08:002008-06-27T20:13:20.361+08:00i'm contagiousin a non- flattering way.<br /><br />my senior was having a look at my label designs when i started hacking away like a dying old lady. everytime i coughed, she inched backwards. one moment she was right behind me and the next, she was two feet away with her hand over her mouth!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"oi. don't spoil my weekend! i don't want to get sick!"</span><br />-_- <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"where's the love, man?"</span> *cough cough*<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"ok that's it!! you do the labels yourself. i'm going over there..."</span> she points at her table fifteen feet away, <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"and we'll have a look at it on monday!"</span> *scampers off*<br /><br /><a href="http://www.urbanscapes.com.my/">urbanscapes </a>is tomorrow. not sure if i will be going yet. goddammit this is seriously the wrong time to be broke. the sales are on, junkyard sales popping up everywhere, urbanscapes... *bangs head on wall*<br /><br />meanwhile, thanks to facebook's bowling buddies, we are having a bowling championship tonight at one utama!!<br /><br />yes, this is what our lives have come to. getting excited over a night of bowling. three years ago, we would have been prepping up to go out and <strike>get smashed</strike> skank the night away. but not anymore... age has taken hold and decided to climb on our backs for a long ride.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-14714847692293476892008-06-20T20:30:00.002+08:002008-06-20T20:39:26.105+08:00oh, rubbish.my laptop was sent in to be diagnosed and the outcome was somewhat, heartbreaking.<br /><br />it was not, as i had hoped, a fault of the hard disk but possibly the motherboard gone haywire. which means i would have to fork out about rm1000+ to get it repaired!!<br /><br />i am well pissed off with myself & toshiba. absolutely pissed. i thought i'd spend a bit more on a laptop so it would last longer and not become obsolete as quick, but nooOOOooo. just under two years and it's decided to retire.<br /><br />urgh. should've just bought a dell for half the price. so now what? i'm going to get a second opinion before deciding on whether to repair it or just tighten my belt and get myself a macbook instead.<br />___________________<br /><br />that's not all the bad news. my grandmother has been admitted into hospital for pneumonia. according to my uncle, she's okay. so that's a relief.<br /><br />am now twiddling my thumbs waiting for alvin to get back from work so we can go visit her. i may be driving now, but that doesn't mean i automatically have GPS installed in my head, yo. and we all know how <span style="font-weight: bold;">FANTASTIC </span>my sense of direction is.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">*ahem*</span> shaddup.<br />___________________<br /><br /><a href="http://www.urbanscapes.com.my/">urbanscapes</a> is happening next weekend. i'm hoping to get free tix if i can. sounds like it'll be quite the happenings.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-54719636009678103282008-06-16T18:06:00.002+08:002008-06-16T18:14:04.763+08:00chuffed!my first t-shirt designs have been printed the samples were sent over today for us to have a look at. i'm quite pleased with the results, although... they do need to tweak a few things, naturally.<br /><br />designing prints for fabric is quite different from print on paper. you have to keep in mind the stretch of the fabric, the curvature (does it make the wearer look too fat/thin/saggy), results after washing processes, etc.<br /><br />they'll be available in WH by the end of the year for the holiday season. =)<br /><br />oh... it's men's shirts, btw. sorry ladies.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-32689297100472072832008-06-13T20:57:00.003+08:002008-06-13T21:03:17.781+08:00kokokainawho'd have thought u could be famous through the internet? it seems to be the trend now.<br /><br />colbie caillat did it. so did marie digby. and here's an undiscovered talent (for now). eunice introduced me to kokokaina and i'm in love with her songs and her sultry vocals.<br /><br />check out her videos <a href="http://youtube.com/user/KokoKaina">here.</a>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-21589895095978374882008-06-13T19:46:00.013+08:002008-06-13T20:47:33.416+08:00party in your jammyas promised... some of the (many many many) pics. i ain't got no photoshop right now so all the pics are in its original form. aight.<br /><br />if u want any of the pics removed for good reason, just let me know. there are some priceless moments caught in stills. <span style="font-weight: bold;">*grin*<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJfeZfN0LI/AAAAAAAAAas/r9fEfE5Z_9c/s1600-h/IMG_1943.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJfeZfN0LI/AAAAAAAAAas/r9fEfE5Z_9c/s400/IMG_1943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332694663614642" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">ons<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJfe3TyinI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SKKBcgR_nGA/s1600-h/IMG_1946.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJfe3TyinI/AAAAAAAAAa0/SKKBcgR_nGA/s400/IMG_1946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332702668753522" border="0" /></a><a href="http://iamspongy.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-weight: bold;">pimpdaddy brian</span></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmzRhJhfI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qi2IDOXIGDE/s1600-h/IMG_1555.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmzRhJhfI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qi2IDOXIGDE/s400/IMG_1555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211340749882885618" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"let's see if your muscle is still so big when i pull your armpit hair!"<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJffF8nB3I/AAAAAAAAAa8/46nx-3M6j50/s1600-h/IMG_1947.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJffF8nB3I/AAAAAAAAAa8/46nx-3M6j50/s400/IMG_1947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332706598061938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">anrie </span>is the hottest photographer<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJffmaUySI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hUeMl_wpzuA/s1600-h/IMG_1949.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJffmaUySI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hUeMl_wpzuA/s400/IMG_1949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332715312630050" border="0" /></a>so man!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJfgDz7eYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/QdFlpXHGaP8/s1600-h/IMG_1953.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJfgDz7eYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/QdFlpXHGaP8/s400/IMG_1953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332723204651394" border="0" /></a>old folks unite - <span style="font-weight: bold;">yue neng & brian<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJg_XjC-AI/AAAAAAAAAbU/WNHG2RsOuEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1957.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJg_XjC-AI/AAAAAAAAAbU/WNHG2RsOuEQ/s400/IMG_1957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211334360590120962" border="0" /></a>birthday boy & i<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJg_uriFZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/CMFYcRyzuZE/s1600-h/IMG_1959.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJg_uriFZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/CMFYcRyzuZE/s400/IMG_1959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211334366799730066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">david </span>and one of his many 'natural' poses<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJhAHFDtAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/SoeaisQNcVo/s1600-h/IMG_1963.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJhAHFDtAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/SoeaisQNcVo/s400/IMG_1963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211334373349241858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">absolut</span>ly alcoholic<br /><br />we had a mini series in still shots going on. i think it needs no explanation...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJhApyZsGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rTi78gP72F8/s1600-h/IMG_1965.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJhApyZsGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/rTi78gP72F8/s400/IMG_1965.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211334382666231906" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJhA4ZbzPI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RCVrLkpKJoU/s1600-h/IMG_1966.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJhA4ZbzPI/AAAAAAAAAb0/RCVrLkpKJoU/s400/IMG_1966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211334386588044530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiKJq6eLI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Rd-eO4vunNw/s1600-h/IMG_1968.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiKJq6eLI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Rd-eO4vunNw/s400/IMG_1968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211335645355210930" border="0" /></a>the end of mini series<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiKYwp0JI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GjUB_eMZJkQ/s1600-h/IMG_1970.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiKYwp0JI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GjUB_eMZJkQ/s400/IMG_1970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211335649405816978" border="0" /></a>bradders in pyjamas<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiK2rbX7I/AAAAAAAAAcM/A8GsCPzwlCc/s1600-h/IMG_1972.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiK2rbX7I/AAAAAAAAAcM/A8GsCPzwlCc/s400/IMG_1972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211335657436962738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">david's</span> natural pose #215<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiLCXrxmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/SizOuy2OxUE/s1600-h/IMG_1985.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiLCXrxmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/SizOuy2OxUE/s400/IMG_1985.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211335660575376994" border="0" /></a>high-waisted is like, sooooo in right now.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiLWb9iUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/RF_ZTPkaso4/s1600-h/IMG_1989.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJiLWb9iUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/RF_ZTPkaso4/s400/IMG_1989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211335665962027330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">stu, shean, mike, ons, dave, jo, big B & birdbird<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjYzDc9pI/AAAAAAAAAck/umNeZensf08/s1600-h/IMG_1993.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjYzDc9pI/AAAAAAAAAck/umNeZensf08/s400/IMG_1993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211336996493784722" border="0" /></a>me & <span style="font-weight: bold;">stu<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjZJZ2RnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/iT_yBGaTqX8/s1600-h/IMG_2002.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjZJZ2RnI/AAAAAAAAAcs/iT_yBGaTqX8/s400/IMG_2002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211337002493298290" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">joanna & b<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjZ3vu6zI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jnqj-Kh0iFQ/s1600-h/IMG_2003.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjZ3vu6zI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jnqj-Kh0iFQ/s400/IMG_2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211337014933121842" border="0" /></a>geisha girl<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjabUMuyI/AAAAAAAAAc8/vFdzd9Brfwo/s1600-h/IMG_2018.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJjabUMuyI/AAAAAAAAAc8/vFdzd9Brfwo/s400/IMG_2018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211337024481311522" border="0" /></a>oh, out comes the tongue again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJja1n77bI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gtjfdnjm2EE/s1600-h/IMG_2024.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJja1n77bI/AAAAAAAAAdE/gtjfdnjm2EE/s400/IMG_2024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211337031543418290" border="0" /></a>poor johan was pinned down and tickled while they all forced him to whistle.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk9IB3KkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/gPJInd1ki_8/s1600-h/IMG_2034.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk9IB3KkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/gPJInd1ki_8/s400/IMG_2034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211338720111176258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">mike & david</span> pretending they're tag heuer models?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk9n0-BCI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YE57cAN5cNo/s1600-h/IMG_2038.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk9n0-BCI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YE57cAN5cNo/s400/IMG_2038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211338728647033890" border="0" /></a>the cake says, <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">"happy birthday hunny bunny!"<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk98G5YHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/OgGBz02n4Ps/s1600-h/IMG_2041.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk98G5YHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/OgGBz02n4Ps/s400/IMG_2041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211338734090936434" border="0" /></a><a href="http://iamspongy.blogspot.com/">brian</a> & i<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk-LB1fAI/AAAAAAAAAds/9YI6x0PBFTY/s1600-h/IMG_2044.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk-LB1fAI/AAAAAAAAAds/9YI6x0PBFTY/s400/IMG_2044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211338738096241666" border="0" /></a>cheers!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk8zCQEfI/AAAAAAAAAdM/YsNlT1jJCJ0/s1600-h/IMG_2030.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJk8zCQEfI/AAAAAAAAAdM/YsNlT1jJCJ0/s400/IMG_2030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211338714475663858" border="0" /></a>doncha wish you had this many chicks in your bed? <span style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.piecesofheaven.blogspot.com/">joanne</a>, cindy, audrey, me & anrie</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmzj-M0iI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SKCryFnUfCs/s1600-h/IMG_1616.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmzj-M0iI/AAAAAAAAAeU/SKCryFnUfCs/s400/IMG_1616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211340754836574754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">yue neng</span> gets a taste of a night in hugh hefner's life<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmxlkF9oI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sOqUFGX4eKg/s1600-h/ction2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmxlkF9oI/AAAAAAAAAd0/sOqUFGX4eKg/s400/ction2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211340720904205954" border="0" /></a>the result of viagra<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmyMb0qRI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_HLVoqgkxXE/s1600-h/erection2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmyMb0qRI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_HLVoqgkxXE/s400/erection2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211340731338500370" border="0" /></a>the result of a penis enlargement<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmyx23ipI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IUwLyCUW_Nw/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SFJmyx23ipI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IUwLyCUW_Nw/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211340741384047250" border="0" /></a>the result of too much alcoholAlysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-86865556222659094712008-06-12T22:51:00.004+08:002008-06-13T17:10:32.003+08:00girlfriends vs footballwe all know who is likely to win.<br /><br />i've lost <span style="font-weight: bold;">alvin </span>to euro cup for the last week... and there's still two weeks to go. he's lying right next to me, completely knocked out thanks to all the late nights staying up to watch the games.<br /><br />thank goodness it only comes once every 4 yrs. haha. but then, there's also EPL, champion's league and of course, world cup.<br /><br />we can never win.<br /><br />and gullible me, i believed him when he told me at the very beginning, <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">"you will never have to fight EPL for my time."</span> wat utter rubbish. =p<br />__________<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">:: edit ::</span><br /><br />saturday night, we had a surprise birthday party for <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">yue neng</span>. everyone rocked up in theme - pyjamas @ Ascott.<br /><br />it was a hilarious night full of borderline gay & lesbian activities. <span style="font-weight: bold;"><strike>brian</strike> cindy </span>bought <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">yue neng</span> a matching set of pyjamas so both of them made it look like an old folks home.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">david </span>donned a sarong.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">anrie </span>looked ultra hot in her lacy top, boy shorts and a satin robe.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">ons & johan</span> looked like they were dressed for Phys Ed in singlets and track pants.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">zee </span>rocked up in a towel. (i really thought he just had a shower til i realised he was still in his towel 2 hrs later)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">michael </span>was surprisingly boring in a plain shirt and (holey) sleeping shorts.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">joanne </span>was rather perturbed that no one would take her seriously in her pink fluffy pyjamas.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">audrey</span> was super hot dressed in a man's shirt (and hot pants underneath).<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">cindy</span> and i wore tank tops and PJ pants.<br /><br />my laptop is still out being repaired, so no photoshopping for awhile. will post up pics soon when brian's compiled everything from everyone.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-74825036746678533292008-06-12T21:44:00.002+08:002008-06-12T21:47:05.504+08:00cherry ripeanother polyvore set. =)<br /><br />i have recently started contributing posts to an online fashion blog. for updates on sales, fashion news, trends and local talents, visit <a href="http://www.tonguechic.com/">tongue in chic</a>.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&id=1868808"><img src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmxsQjZqb1U0M1JHNm5BQzRHTmY2YWcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="bleeding cherry" border="0" height="400" width="400" /></a>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-68583664892498456302008-06-05T21:04:00.010+08:002008-06-05T21:51:19.586+08:00i've got a penis<span style="font-family:arial;">i'm serious. i do. i told alvin about it on msn.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">lisha: i have a penis</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">alvin: </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >.....</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >lisha: really baby </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" > alvin: uh oh </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >lisha: but it's kinda small... </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" > alvin: </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">oh well </span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" > alvin: looks like u dont need a local object anymore </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >lisha: wat should i do with it?</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" > alvin: </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">tuck it in somewhere</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >lisha: is that what you do? </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" > alvin: i was born with it</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >lisha: true true... well... mine is really hard. it's like wood. it's brown too... </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" > alvin: thats wierd, cos u are a fair girl<br />alvin: hmm this is truly a mystery </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >lisha: indeed.... </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >lisha: my colleague gave me a penis keychain from bali<br />lisha: </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">i've got an imported woodie</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">alvin: so it is a foreign object</span><br /><br />only he can layan my nonsense. because he's full of even more nonsense!!<br /><br />speaking of nonsense... i had a truly nonsense dream a couple of nights ago.<br /><br />i caught a man who had somehow violated a girl. i caught him with every intention of getting revenge on her behalf. i tied him to a chair and the girl sat next to him as i cut off his ears, hacking away slowly. i threw them aside and he yelled "i can't hear! i can't hear!"<br /><br />gee. really?<br /><br />i simply laughed at him and was thoroughly enjoying myself. i cut out plastic ears from cups and placed it over where his ears were, as makeshift ears.<br /><br />sick, bizarre, psycho dream. probably my all my repressed anger bubbling up in my subconscious. don't play play yo. i'm the next Jigsaw (from the movie SAW).<br /></span>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-19384266948466990492008-05-29T20:11:00.011+08:002008-05-29T20:53:08.742+08:00pigging out at el cerdocam, mei yin, soon wei, alvin and i celebrated jin min's bday at <a href="http://www.elcerdokl.com/html/menu.html">el cerdo</a> on changkat bukit bintang on sat night, recommended by soon wei.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6jrEcxQZI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DjrZx5tsrDs/s1600-h/IMG_1897.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6jrEcxQZI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DjrZx5tsrDs/s400/IMG_1897.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778179610984850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6jsEcxQbI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hRBKR_ejsdY/s1600-h/IMG_1901.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6jsEcxQbI/AAAAAAAAAZM/hRBKR_ejsdY/s400/IMG_1901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778196790854066" border="0" /></a>a very animated soon wei<br /><br />i was told it was a spanish restaurant so, naturally, i was expecting tapas, paella and sangrias. so shoot me for having stereotyped all spanish restaurants. how was i to know it would be a pork affair?<br /><br />the first thing i noticed were pig statues greeting me at the entrance. how cute. i found myself suddenly wondering whether i had stumbled upon a chinese restaurant instead. after all, show me a malaysian chinese whose face doesn't light up at the mere mention of 'pork'.<br /><br />i felt like a kid in a candy store as i looked at all the pork dishes available on the menu.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">pork! pork! oh look, more pork!!</span><br /><br />i kept forgetting to take pics of the dishes coz i was ravenous and scoffed everything down before i realised. oops.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >our menu:</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6js0cxQcI/AAAAAAAAAZU/o5gqO8Tcjgc/s1600-h/IMG_1904.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6js0cxQcI/AAAAAAAAAZU/o5gqO8Tcjgc/s400/IMG_1904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778209675755970" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">green pea soup with smoked kassler ham</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">boquerones</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">hickory smoked pork soft ribs</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kZEcxQfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/lrZTWnA14MU/s1600-h/IMG_1916.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kZEcxQfI/AAAAAAAAAZs/lrZTWnA14MU/s400/IMG_1916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778969884967410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">paella</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kY0cxQeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/H2XiiDBddxE/s1600-h/IMG_1913.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kY0cxQeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/H2XiiDBddxE/s400/IMG_1913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778965590000098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kZ0cxQhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/6H_zQf4aoUQ/s1600-h/IMG_1919.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kZ0cxQhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/6H_zQf4aoUQ/s400/IMG_1919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778982769869330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">roasted suckling pig</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lNUcxQlI/AAAAAAAAAac/tnCebRTh6kw/s1600-h/IMG_1928.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lNUcxQlI/AAAAAAAAAac/tnCebRTh6kw/s400/IMG_1928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205779867533132370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">rum & raisin pancake</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lM0cxQkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JloZQ8Br2gI/s1600-h/IMG_1927.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lM0cxQkI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JloZQ8Br2gI/s400/IMG_1927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205779858943197762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">complimentary dessert</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">bottle of red wine</span><br /><br /><br />by the time the suckling pig came, i was rather over-porked and salad started to look more appealing.<br /><br />the bill came up to rm880+ between six people. <span style="font-weight: bold;">O_O</span> my jaw dropped.<br /><br />i have to say my favourite part was definitely the ribs. it was lip smackingly awesome. not to mention the injection of spanish customs like breaking plates for good luck and serving dessert by order of age/importance.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6jtUcxQdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/LXtC7QzE70g/s1600-h/IMG_1907.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6jtUcxQdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/LXtC7QzE70g/s400/IMG_1907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778218265690578" border="0" /></a>mei yin obliging me with a half-smile<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kZkcxQgI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/l4pRHhEVNMU/s1600-h/IMG_1917.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kZkcxQgI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/l4pRHhEVNMU/s400/IMG_1917.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778978474902018" border="0" /></a>soon wei, JM & mei yin<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lMkcxQjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/H8MCx47sxuE/s1600-h/IMG_1925.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lMkcxQjI/AAAAAAAAAaM/H8MCx47sxuE/s400/IMG_1925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205779854648230450" border="0" /></a>what an uncanny resemblance<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kaEcxQiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cGqlObkx004/s1600-h/IMG_1922.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6kaEcxQiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cGqlObkx004/s400/IMG_1922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778987064836642" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"who should i give it to first?"</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lNkcxQmI/AAAAAAAAAak/evqPClkoxDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1931.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cigTe8NKDuw/SD6lNkcxQmI/AAAAAAAAAak/evqPClkoxDQ/s400/IMG_1931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205779871828099682" border="0" /></a>happy & well fed birthday boy<br /><br />el cerdo is definitely an experience.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-22708089119696973672008-05-28T12:03:00.002+08:002008-05-28T13:41:30.830+08:00little miss turquoisei was playing around with <a href="http://polyvore.com/">polyvore </a>again. <span style="font-weight: bold;">*big grin*</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&id=1679709"><img src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjlOOF9BLU1yM1JHRUFmZ3g1TkRKWUEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="lady of turquoise" border="0" height="400" width="400" /></a><br />this is something along the lines of the colour theme i wanted to decorate my room by. a touch of romanticism with a hint glam, yet maintaining a cosy feel.<br /><br />i'm going to be immensely broke next month. ok, so what's new?<br /><br />i didn't realise my insurance renewal would be due so soon. and of course, it collides with my bangkok trip, causing my bank account to plummet like a suicidal skydiver jumping off the plane head first.<br /><br />bah. time to get back to work. will be posting up a few pics from jin min's birthday dinner at el cerdo soon. <span style="font-weight: bold;">=)</span> and i have yet to steal the xLive pics from TY.Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18113329.post-5830379678367211222008-05-25T15:32:00.002+08:002008-05-25T15:38:26.304+08:00let's play dress-ups!!<span style="font-weight: bold;">warning: for bimbos only.</span><br /><br />i've just discovered this awesome site - <a href="http://www.polyvore.com/">polyvore</a><br /><br />you get to do up your own styling moodboard, publish it, see other people's work and the choices are almost seemingly endless. it's like having a fantasy wardrobe at your disposal!!<br /><br />bliss.<br /><br />this is my first attempt. and of course, i decided on a colour theme none other than.... <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">yellow!!</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"> </span>if you guessed correctly, it just shows how well you know me.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&id=1654114"><img src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjNpd3BXaXdxM1JHYml3MFE1QzJJdUEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="sunburst" border="0" height="400" width="400" /></a><br /><br />i foresee many many hours spent lying here playing dress-ups. <span style="font-weight: bold;">*big grin*</span>Alysia S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/18162550014752072909noreply@blogger.com0