Baby Justin

Little Justin was born at the wee hours on the 26th of September 2008. He was amazingly good, and kept sleeping even with no less than 20 adoring people around him. And as with Indonesian, we were never quiet. Little Justin looks like his mom (or like his grandpa) and has a lot of hair like his dad. Cant wait to see him soon.

We heart baby Justin.

10 things I love at the moment

1. Mr Monkey Man (aka Russell) * blushing*
2. Mom and Dad and Alvin (Cheat to put 3 person in one number, I heard!)
3. Max & baby Justin
4. My friends - far and near
5. The House & garden (and the fact that it is Spring)
6. Sex and The City (will always top my list)
7. Gossip Girl
8. Saturday mornings
9. Westfield Miranda
10. Cupcakes

Saturdays and Sundays

Heyyyy... I did a new posting last week, but it didnt show up... How annoying!! Anyway it was about my cancelled prewedding photos... not to worry... I will write about it again one day. Today I am just in the mood of writing something else.

I love Saturday and Sunday morning, especially when the sun is out. I dont necessarily love sunbaking, but waking up to a bright day just make me happy. Saturday mornings are usually filled with cleaning (clean house + sunshine = seventh heaven), baking cupcakes (used to), or browsing the wedding blogs. Anything beautiful is done on Saturday morning.

On Sunday mornings, I always raced to the front yard to get the Sunday paper. Dont everyone love Sunday paper? They are filled with happy news, cooking articles, goss, parties photos, everything exciting. Sunday is a good day to be lazy.

Sunday night is a totally different story though. My mood just slumped. Thinking about a full week of work. Yuck. I will do my whole week of ironing on Sunday night, and try not to think of the week ahead.

It is still 9.31 am Sunday morning. I'd better do some happy stuff before Sunday arvo kicks in.

FARK FARK SH!T FARK

GAAAAAHHHH i feel like punching someone... someone at work has been soooo stupid and waste my whole afternoon!!!!!!!
He made me the person I am not - but he frustrates the bejaysus out of everyone!!!! FAARRRKKKK

Spring time in Sydney

This Saturday the weather was kind enough to treat us Sydneysiders with warm Springtime weather. It is amazing to be able to walk around in shorts whilst the night before I still wear my ugg boots everywhere. Excited, I did some washing, hung them out in the sun, took photos of my plants and thought of the bbq and pool party that I would like to have here in my backyard. I didnt realise it was almost time for my dentist appointment. Worried that I would be late, I caught a cab. Man, it costed a fortune... but the fine weather made me feel so happy I didn't care.

The dentist took the braces off. Hurray. Finally!! My teeth felt really smooth, I kept licking them. After that I went to meet Irene & Ineke. Walking to World Square, I spoke to the yummy mommy to be - Stella- on the phone. I couldnt believe I just missed her in Paddy's!! If Ineke wasnt about to pick us up, I would have gone back and meet her and touch her cute tummy!!! Oh well - next time...

We went to Bronte and had fish and chips. It really was a lovely day. The pool on the side of the beach looked very inviting. The water is blue and the view was stunning. It was a nice feeling being out in the sun in such a lovely weather.

Spring is here. And I hope it doesnt go anytime soon.

THIS SATURDAY....

my orthodontist will take my braces off!! WOO HOO.

Hurray to blah!

Mel has now started writing her blog!! Yippie!! I did try writing a blog - because I wanted my girlfriends who now live so far away from me to know what I am doing (not that i do much, really)... as you can see... I wrote 3 postings in one sitting, then forgot the blog altogether... really glad Mel starts her own blog - it motivates me to continue with mine too.

Today was an ordinary day. Was at work from 8 to 6.45. I am sooo glad that i live literally a hop, skip and a jump away from work. I no longer have to go to bed by 10.30 (read that everyone!! I now can stay up late..LOL....). I had cravings for chorizos risotto but thought it was too late to cook. As it is late shopping night today, I went to Miranda Westfield. I had to wait for ages until Russ finish work. I was so hungry I felt I was about to faint! LOL. Went for a quick bite, then went back home and slouch on the couch like every other day of the week. The temperature has dropped again for the past couple of days. It is still quite cold at night.

Oh well, glad it's Thursday. Not too long till the weekend.

Teach me style

Ineke & I will attend cupcake decorating class by Faye Cahill tomorrow. I am soooo excited!! Faye has made tons of gorgeous cakes and her creations have been published in almost every bridal magazine in Sydney. I so cant wait.

Above right is the photo of the beautiful cupcakes that we will be creating tomorrow.

I tried to post some photos of Faye's creations from her website. Unfortunately, it is one of the website where you cant right click and save picture as (excuse the fact that I am totally technology illiterate). I tried to google them and found an article about Faye in the Notebook magazine. Here is the link to the article.

I encourage you to visit her website and see those gorgeous cakes!

Hot Baby!!

Babycakes in Sydney makes the most beautiful cakes that I have seen! Check out these photos

They look super duper yummy too!!



Photos courtesy of babycakes (www.babycakesbydesign.com.au)

Changed my mind again

For a few weeks I thought I was set to have light green and white as my color theme. I tried to convince myself that they are the 'It' colours at the moment. I saved inspirational photos of beautiful things in this colour combo so that i can refer to them. Guess what! I am going to see the florist this afternoon... and I changed my mind!!! Back to pink and silver! The original colour combo I picked.
Why not light green (still trying to convince myself):

1. Growing up, I have never liked green
2. Light green, whilst look beautiful on Caucasian, unfortunately doesn't really suit Asian skin tone. I cant make my beautiful bridesmaids look like Slimey.
3. I picked Pink and Silver initially
4. I can sneak some other colour with Pink & Silver combo - they are very versatile

There you go, people... Pink and silver it is!!!

Photo courtesy of Rebecca Thuss

Pick a wedding dress!

One of the most important decision (other than picking the right guy to marry) that every bride-to-be has to make is choosing the wedding dress. The bride will be the centre of attention of the big day, and some even compare this experience to walking on the red carpet at Oscar's night. Every eyes are on you and for most people, you only have one opportunity.

Now that we picked the reception date and place, I thought I should really start thinking about my dress seriously. I have looked at the pretty pictures in the bridal magazines, googled the designers (the almighty Vera Wang, Monique Lhuillier and the local god, Alex Perry) and imagine which dress I would hopefully look good in. Now it is time to actually go get some dress.

After much pondering and 'Does this look good?' to Mr Fairyfloss, I thought I had the mermaid style dress as my ultimate option. I gathered my beautiful girlfriends to go dress picking. I know the girls are going to tell me the truth about how I would look in each dress that I try.

I had three dresses to try on. First dress: beautiful simple ivory colour dress with small overflowing bottom, tube top and dark ivory silk contrast. It had a beautiful brooch on one side of the hip, fitted me perfectly, and 50% OFF!!! Hurray!!! I thought I found the dress!! MY dress! Easy! Who says picking dress is so difficult?? Gorgeous Matron of Honour (MOH) grabbed me and said, Now, now... don't go ahead and pick this one without trying the other one... this IS the first dress that you tried...Go on, take it off, try the other ones.

I listened and tried the second dress. Verdict: nice, beautiful, very similar to the first dress except that the second dress is simpler. Same cut, but no silk contrast and no brooch. One size too big, and also on sale. Told the sales lady: still like the first one better. The girls agreed.

Third dress: mermaid style skirt, strapless, light gold, beautiful lace and beading on one side from top to hip, long train, which I love. It had a beautiful split on the front skirt showing the antique lace underlays. BEAUTIFUL. Oh My GOD!!! I love this dress!!!! It is mermaid style, the style that I always kept coming back to after looking at all the other styles. Even though it is not the colour I wanted and about 3 sizes too big... I love it!!! I could order the correct size and colour anyway. There were oohs and aahs from the girls and also from everyone in the shop. (This is why sometimes I feel that the people in the whole shop help you pick!). Sam, the helpful sales assistant hold the dress tight on the back so that we all could see how it would look if we had the right size. It was beautiful.

Now the not fun part. First dress vs third dress. Gathered the girls. They had these verdict. Dress one: beautiful, simple, elegant. Dress 2: out. Dress 3: very me, beautiful beading, will look good in photos, and will suit the overseas reception, as they loves bling bling. Dress 1 doesnt have other bling bling except the brooch on the hip.

Me: panic.. which one.. which one... should I get both??? I was going to get two initially anyway... and dress 1 is on sale!! What a bargain!!! Thankfully my accountant brain finally defeated my shopaholic alter ego and said: pick one. I stared at the mirror looking at my reflection in dress 3. Beautiful (the dress I mean, not me). Sam apologetically said I had to take it off as someone else wanted to try it on. I thought, oh, I must really look good in it if the other want to try this dress on as well. Choice is made (remember that I felt like the whole shop was helping me picking my dress).

I thought that's it, I've got my dress - easy. One of the girls whispered in my ear, dont you want to see other shop first? I obeyed. I told Sam that it was the first shop I visited and would like to go check out other shops, in case I found other dresses that I like. Sam was very understanding and said, yes, sure, not a problem at all... wrote me the style of the dress that I tried on and told me to give her a call if I decided to go with dress 3. Dress 3 has a name. Jovi.

So we went to the second shop in the building. One of the girls bought her dress from this shop 2 years ago and I was there with her. To our shock, her dress was still there, full priced too! The other dresses in the shop also were there when we help her picked her dress two years ago. She must be having the phase in the designer life where she blanked out and had no inspiration. Poor her, but we had to leave.

Looked around, no other interesting shop. We braved ourselves and said, lets go to Strand Arcade. For you who are not in Sydney, Strand Arcade is a beautiful charming old building, where local designers have their shop. Alex Perry, Colette Dinnigan, here I come. Too scared to walk into Alex Perry's shop, we looked from the outside, we cant see any wedding dress! There are beautiful shoes and gorgeous clutches, but no sight of white dresses! We didnt go in and asked. I was too worried if I would see a $12,ooo dress, fell in love and spent the rest of my life thinking how would I look in that dress.

Still drooling over the shoes and clutches at Alex Perry's shop, we went down one level to Colette Dinnigan shop. There were beautiful dresses, but too plain for me. I am after a dress that I could only wear on my wedding day and not every other day in my life without people thinking I'm nuts.

Hopped on the cab with the girls and off we went to Double Bay. A colleague had suggested me to visit Karen Willis Holmes as she has beautiful dresses. Again, too plain for me. The girls agreed.
Jovi it is!!

Photo courtesy of Alex Perry(top left), Vera Wang

Leigh Miller Photography

Leigh Miller takes the most amazing photos that I have ever seen!!! Now that I am planning my own wedding, I gushes, oohs and aahs over beautiful pictures that captures the happiness and emotion of the big day. Leigh is one of the rare photographers who knows which moments are the best and doesn't miss them. It is very unfortunate that she is so far away from where I am! Otherwise I will definitely would want her to capture the beautiful day that I have been planning.

Leigh also always seems to enjoy knowing the couple and is truly happy to be involved in the big day. Her blog is filled with warm words about the couple, and the story about the day. They are of course, also filled with beautiful photos.
Here is a link to her blog - Enjoy!

tyrany of life

people grow up with fairytales... princesses kiss a frog, it turns to handsome prince, and they life happily ever after. they dont tell you what happen with the peasant... the ordinary people, they keep going live their shitty life. truth is, even princes and princesses these days hardly live a happy life, let alone happily ever after. they've got paparazzi sniffing their ass, trying to look for something to ridicule them.
Modern life is hardly a trip down a candy lane. the older you are, the more responsibility you have, the more people can be affected by your action, less people can or want to help you if you stuff up. people used to work to live. these days it seems work sucks the life out of someone, especially those working in big companies. they wear their pressed, dry cleaned suit, graciously carry the laptop in the lv bag and a mont blanc in the pocket. they smile a professional smile. all they care is how much they can profit from you. as long as you pay their fee, they will do what you said. once you are no longer a milking cow, who cares if you go to hell.
when i was a kid, i was only worried when i couldnt finish my homework on time to play with my friend. in my teen years, i was worried about exam, and if the cute boy sitting behind me meant it when he said i was cute. then i was in uni, worried about exams and job. then i grow older, greedier, and worried if my boss is ripping me off and not paying me what i am worth. some got worried they will die alone and will not be able to find a true love. it never ends, and it seems worse, because when you're older, you feel you'll run out of time. when we were young we said, when i'm older i will be rich, happy and have a massive boat. when you are a grown up and dont have these things you dont said when i'm older i will have a massive boat. you feel like a failure and start questioning why you became a loser.
the pressure to succeed not only come from yourself. everyone looks at you, you compete, you have to be better than everyone.
i sometimes wonder why now the emo group exist. they are young - what do they know about life. but then i see, kids are forced to be grown up at such an early age. they are anorexic by the age of six. pooh bear belly is no longer attractive. britney's (used to be) six pack is the new it.
i had a beautiful childhood. my teen year was awesome. i had great friends and my parents were cool. thinking how much of a stressball i am now makes me worried about the world. if i cant see the world as a pretty place, how would others?