Reconstructing the bag

So on Wednesday I received the parcel! It was a vintage hard-framed bag that I saw online in a vintage blogshop specializing mostly in vintage bags. When I saw the pic of the bag online, I saw some stains, so I asked the sellers if it could be cleaned... they were honest and told me no, and they found other stains as well :-( So they made an offer I couldn't resist... RM18 for the bag including postage. The original price would be almost RM30 including postage. So I took it!

I got back from work around 10pm, and tore the package open to inspect the bag. Yes the stains were very obvious (though you can't see it in the pics below coz the flash just makes everything clean hahaha), and doubt it could be cleaned :-( ... but the frame was in really good condition. So my itchy fingers decided to tear the bag apart and put it together again.

Catherine holding my glue gun for me, God bless her soul.

Jiggybees


These photos of Jiggybees were taken last year, and backed up, and recently dug up. :-P They were taken using ze N78 with ze jelly fish eye lens, and it was my first time using them jelly lens so that's why you can spot some green outline on some pics heh heh.

Sew yea, I finally finished it!

When I was in secondary school, we had to take Kemahiran Hidup, and I always looked forward to the sewing classes. First we sewed an apron, and then erm I forgot what else we sewed in class, but I started sewing pencil cases and bags. Once I pinjamed Huei Weun's bag coz it was nice and I copied the design (as closely as I could anyway) and made my own version. I wonder where is that bag now. I did enjoy sewing a lot. (On a side note, one of my friend accidentally got her thumb poked right down with the needle on the machine during Kemahiran Hidup. The needle went right through the thumb and until today when I think about it, it still makes me go @_@)

Lately, I've been picking up sewing again. My first project was a reversible mini grocery bag, then I sewed a pillow for the boyfriend (with 100% original cotton stuffing, chewahh), then I made curtains for my room (a bit senget HEH HEH), and my latest (and toughest) project was reconstructing a tube dress into a high-waisted skirt!

The tube dress - ribboned bust, empire kinda cutting that makes me look like a sack.

Actually I bought the tube dress impulsively at a bazaar without trying it on (the usual woman excuse), and when I went back, I realised the the dress didn't fit me well :-( Was gonna sell it off on my preloved blog, but then I liked the dark preppy chekered print, so I decided to experiment with the scissors! (Ohhh I bought the sewing kit from Ikea, it's my prized possession now, I beam at the sight of the big scissors!)

As usual, when you're lazy to draw out your own blueprint for the sewing pattern, just copy and modify la HAHA. I hate drawing out sewing patterns -_-" I think I should try to like it.

So I copied the pattern of a dress that I had, and got to work with the skirt. So yay, I have my own high waisted skirt now.


It's got 3 panels in the front, and an attached sash. The back is smocked (thanks to the smocking that came with the tube dress). And the sash can be tied in more than one way.

Sorry for the bad pic and the bad bow tying skills. If the skirt looks crumpled, it's not because I didn't iron it Eevon!! :-P I promise I did. The night before. Sorta.

I like shopping for fabric, Kamdar and Ikea are my new favourite hangouts. Does that make me sad. HAHAHAAH

Goodness, another blog???

I remember Lobak calling me "Miss-I'm-Going-To-Start-Another-Blog-Again" on Facebook, because it was true.. I had like a gazillion blogs running at the same time.

Well here's one more to add to the list! :-P

OK it's not a personal blog, it's a review blog by a group of us that are into thrifting, vintage fashion, and refashions! Basically we rummage through the bazillion blogshops in KL and report the best preloved and vintage finds. It's great fun, and I think it helps me control my online shopping habits. Then again I may be speaking too soon. *nervous laughter*

*twiddles thumbs*

Marimo




This is the story of Marimo the doggie, from my favourite dog movie "All About My Dog". I can't watch this now, because I might just cry in the office. Although I'm still stealing a few glances at a few scenes, but I really can't. Will watch this at home.

Beautifully shot, edited, and written. One of my absolute favourites.

For everyone who's ever had a doggie in their life :-)

Spanish harlem pants


One day you'll admit
that your middle name's [defeat
the purpose of your eyes
the purpose of your lies

One day you'll regret
the funny things [you said
colours make you blind
And you just made you mine

You won't say but I believed
You won't tell me I'm naive
You won't sing it c'est la vie
When I thought it was Spanish


Hmm. Forgot the third verse. Duh. I'll never understand the whole harlem pants trend btw. What's up with the whole drop crotch thing? The last thing I'd want to drop is my crotch, dudes.

I'm Popeye the sailor man, tut tut!


I was driving around TTDI last Friday when out of the corner of my eye I saw the a bright orange signage saying "POPEYES LOUSIANA KITCHEN" and I had to do a double take at the road and the board and back at the road just so I don't knock into the car in front of me.

Dayummmmm dawg, it's POPEYES CHICKIN!!!

Okay bad impersonation of a brutha. That was an impersonation of the white dude who pretends to be a black dawg in American Idol.

Anywayyyy.

Popeyes officially opened yesterday, and the boyfriend and I HAD to go and try la, seeing how he's a black trapped in a chink's body aspiring for a life with freestyle battles on the street and pimped up rides and I secretly always wished I had black frizzy hair and a gospel voice that could tear organ pipes down to the ground and a booty like whoah.

ERRR right.

Anywayyyy.

I'm sorry to report that KFC still reigns supreme in our books for freakin finger lickin fried chickin with a 10/10 vs 7/10 for Popeyes, though Popeye's mash potato reigns supreme with a 10/10 vs 8/10 (on a sideline note, Dot 99 TTDI's mash potato gets at 9/10), and Popeye's Lousiana Kitchen "biscuit" (sour cream soft cookies which are kinda muffin-like in texture) beats KFC's butter bun with a 10/10 vs 7/10.

I hope numbers look good on my blog. See? I can do statistics too, yknow.

Word.

Another year, another year...

Holy krapamolee... it's another year! Am not very much into celebrating my own birthday, but these folks went through the trouble to do a remake of The Birthday Song for me hehehe...

I was REALLY surprised, and super tickled. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE BOTH VERSIONS! Thank you so much fellas and Obvious Girl.. like, duhhhh! :D :D :D

Watch the Obvious Girl in action!

Listen to the Boon and Adlin version!

The Boon Beng Adlin 2008 version!

The Boon Beng Ching 2007 version!

As you can see, this song has survived various remakes. Totally customizable too, as lyrics for all versions are different. Who's birthday is next?? :P

This is for Meowie, Boris, Marbles, Neko, Henry, and all the cats we've loved :-)

The blue legged zebra


The lovely zebra pumps from the lovely Bunny Noo. I adore them so! And look at the brand label, it says "Goody". And there's two of them shoes.

Geddit, geddit? HAHA!

(syiok sendiri)

Top 5 things that officially suck ass


5. The new Bionic Woman

4. Kelly Rowland trying too hard to sing like Beyonce

3. The new Coca Cola advert with the song that goes "Camni lahhh.. camni lahhh.."

2. Drivers around OUG

1. Jennifer Hudson's song called Spotlight or something. The new Maxis broadband commercial with Daphne Iking and whoever. What, you mean they're not acting? Gasp, I totally couldn't tell!

Where did my balls go?

Jo, remember when you and your sister forced us to wake up early the next day at Genting, so that we could get into the theme park sharp at 10am so NO TIME IS WASTED and we'll be able to sit all the rides all day long? And we sat on the Flying Coaster and thought it was dumb and a waste of 10 bucks (you were laughing so hard your saliva splattered onto your sis' face next to you and she couldn't wipe it off coz our hands were strapped down). And the Solero Shot, where you and your sis insisted "MUST SIT FACING THE OPEN AREA SO THAT WE CAN FEEL THE FALL BETTER!!!", and she was laughing away when we fell, shouting "I feel like a snowflake!! Up and downnnn, up and downnn! HAHA!!!"

Yeah, those were good times huh, and bloody ages ago.

Last weekend I was at Genting with the boyfriend, and it has been uhh lemme see... around 5 years since I been up on the rides? Yeah about that.

As I was telling Lobak, I realised that as my age increases, my balls shrink. guts decrease.

Before going to the theme park, I went to the toilet to pee for about a thousand 10,000 times.

Before going up the Space Shot (it's no longer called the Solero Shot), I said "Uhhh maybe we should go up the Flying Coaster first... eheheh..."

Before going up the Flying Coaster, I said "Uhhh hey look there's the Corkscrew, maybe we should go up that one first... it looks easier, right? hehh hehh..."

Before going up the Corkscrew, I said "Uhhh maybe we should go up the Cyclone first, you know, coz it's smaller and all... huhu.."

Before going up the Cyclone ("Malaysia's 1st Rollercoaster", it says), which is supposed to be child's play, I was wondering if I should go pee first.

All sorts of nonsense!!! -_-

And right before we were strapped onto the Space Shot, I was thinking "Oh crap. I need to shit!" And it didn't help that it felt like it was going to be the messy type. Stupid curry chicken puff.

I silently hoped that I wouldn't crap in my pants, and hoped that the gravity of the fall will push up the crap back into my system in time.

The boyfriend was laughing at every ride while I was screaming like a headless hyena.

I heard of an old couple who, for their 50th anniversary, went to sit on rollercoasters together.

@_@"

Aunty, uncle, I really respect you larr... hehe.


[edits were made because Lobak said I'm liar hahahha]

First post of the year (what a lame title)

I loved Tony Parsons' Man and Boy, but I couldn't bring myself to read the sequel, Man and Wife. Simply because Man and Boy was about a man hitting mid life crisis and making choices that tore his family apart, and how he found new love in a new woman (who wasn't necessarily a bitch either. She was just a new woman) . I don't really want to know more about the new woman :-(

So, I'm almost done with Stories We Could Tell by Tony Parsons now. I have a bittersweet fondness towards his writing, because he is so brutally honest that the truth hurts. But of course, certain happy parts of the truth are always so beautifully told.

I hope this year I will understand men more, because you guys will somehow always remain a mystery. I know we women are complicated, but you guys are just... well......... oh well :-P

Happy 2009!

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery?


Today I found out that there is a high chance that someone copied my pattern for the pixelated Rolling Stone logo I did for my blog shop awhile back.

Ehh ok la I know the Rolling Stone logo doesn't belong to me, duh, but just that I really painstakingly figured out the mapping of the colours manually on my pegboard. I tried searching online for a pixel pattern of the logo (maybe some nice lady somewhere mapped out a cross stitch pattern of the logo, for example), but coudln't find one. Besides, I would need a really simplified pattern to work on my small square pegboard. So I decided to just figure it out myself loh.


And hey! Today I randomly came across a blogger who said she bought this from another blog shop.


Looks exactly the same rite? But hers terbalik la. Original logo is the other way wan. Hehe.

Pooh.

Ooooer new fetish alert

I noticed my white gladiator heels were getting a bit greyish with dirt. Usually I wear them under my skinny jeans, so no one really notices them.. but I wore it on top of my stirrup black leggings yesterday, and I noticed they looked a bit greyish.

So when I got back home after work, I dug out some old shampoo and a soft bristled brush and started washing the glads.

THEY'RE SO WHITE NOW! Heeee.

Ok think I'm gonna start washing all my heels soon... in fact I'm starting to eye my colleague's ballet flats-- they look a bit smudged. Ooer.

You know there's something horribly wrong with the local music industry when people say...

"We're taking the local music industry to the next level... there are no other entertainers out there that consists of female singers who can sing AND dance and has a backing band playing for them.."

- a certain female singing and dancing trio

Erm hi dearies. Have you been to a pub lately?

"Why do we charge so high compared to KRU? Coz KRU are has-beens already. As for our band, they'll be releasing an album next year."

- a certain record label that rhymes with At Oys

Oh right. And your little band that can't agree doesn't sound like a bad Pearl Jam knock off, no siree. FYI, has-beens or not, KRU is STILL making money-- they've got their foot in music, videos, and movies. And they contributed largely to the R&B and rap sound of our local music industry in the 90s. And what have your bands done? Lets seee... hmmmm oh ya nothing much. Plus, KRU people are actually nice :-)

"Signing up with a label is SELLING OUT! We want to stay indie!!!"

- a certain very talented band that is having one of their rebelious rockstar diva phases

There's a reason why contracts are prepared. Read them. If the deal is bad, then yeah don't take it. If the deal is good (ie you don't have to have a boob job or a Taiwan haircut, you don't have to sing whatever they ask you to sing, etc etc), then yeah why not kan? You still need money to put food on the table kan? Ohhhh you have a vegetable patch. Okay then.

"Support our local music! Save our local music industry!"

- irritating nationalistic people

Kesiannye. Kena support for the sake of being Malaysian, not because the music is good. Aduhai. Camni I pun support Dragon Red la. We Malaysian ma.

-_-

Thank you, Jean

For having me believe in Britney's music. hehehe.

I love this song :-)

Oops.

Okay, forgive me for being an idiot again, but I didn't know Oscar Wilde was gay. I'm not homophobic yah. I'm just oblivious. hahahaha.

I searched for Oscar Wilde's images on Google. Judging by the pictures, I must really be an idiot for not knowing he's gay.

He has fairly nice hair

He has soft features

He likes to pose

He really likes to pose

He wears a cape. And he's not a dracula.

And lastly....



Right. I'm an idiot alright.

Navin has an uncanny sense of observation



Click to enlarge. HEH HEH! Our little accidental lolcat!

"Hi, we're like silver."


http://www.myspace.com/likesilvermusic


Trust Adlin to come up with these type of band names.. hahahha