The Sultan Consultant.

Let's venture into something different today. Instead of food and parties, I'm going to blog about fashion. OK maybe not. Maybe "style". HAIR style.

If you want a make-over; from your HAIR, to clothes, your make-up, to your TOES, whatever gender you are, find ME. I would totallyyy love to help for FREE. Don't believe me? Well, I did 2 test runs on a boy and a girl. And they BOTH lurrrve their *NEW* do!!!

Let's start with the boy. This is Jeremy.


Jeremy's hair is very very THE LONG; like a long hair yak. You know what a YAK is? OK come I show you.

{MUST WATCH!}



YOU - YES - YAK!

Commercial break ends. Now I believe you can see how long his hair was; it's exactly as long as mine! Just snipped differently from the start.


Christ.


CUT CUT CUT!!! Like what Elaine Daly would say. Ops!


I'm encouraging people to chop off their hair when I'm trying hard to grow mine long quite desperately. LOL! Elaine Daly #2 WTF?


Oohhh yes! Almost there, hang in there~ hang in there~


TA DAA!!!!! Got many many layers now and a boost of VOLUME from the roots. Healthy, healthy roots! :D


From the BACK VIEW. Nice or not?


Jeremy seems pretty happy with his *NEW* hair do~ He He!


Fashion Consultant & Blogger Contestant. SUCCESSFUL!!!


ONLY 68 BUCKS! Wash - Cut - Blow. Not bad right?


And you know what the BEST thing is? - Jeremy's hair was inspired by Wang Lee Hom's current style. HAHAHA!!! That's what happen when you hired let's say..... Me? =p

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Next up is our female blogger contestant. Another bestie of mine; Eri.


Her hair was very long; which is not a bad thing, but it had always and forever been nothing but BLACK, plus her fringe made her looked like she just finished SPM everyday! So what we did to "SAVE" her was :


*GASPS!* To chop of some dry, brittle hair that makes her whole crown limp and flat, give her a thick eye-brow length fringe for volume, and a classy COLOR.


CUT! CUT!! CUT!!! Don't let Cindy ERI get away with her hair long, Shawn hair dresser!!!!! -_____-" Must I QUOTE somebody here? This sounds so familiar.


You see, sometimes I have to TIE my hair up because it has now reaches a stage where it curves above my shoulder. I HATE that, man! Beh tahan.

Berita terkini ends. Now we proceed to the DYE stage.


The color we were going for? - ASH VIOLET. Doesn't that make you wonder? Aha!


Busy busy kan ceong kan ceong..


Don't worry it's not going to turn out to be a lala color, but a very naisss ashy greyish brown, violet under the sun color. ;)


Eri, feeling very sure she'll ALSO be happy with her RESULT; drinking her 2nd glass of orange juice.


Lovely.

Anyone wants a make-over? If I do see sambutan hangat from my comment box for this post, every month I shall choose one fellow blogger, and we JUST DO IT. Okieee?

Hair, fashion, make-up, colors, packaging... YOU CHOOSE. Then I'll blog about it, linkcha for a month, and so on... DONE. DEAL. FOC!

p/s: Jade Zheng can only offer you OPINIONS; the rest, is up to you. ;)

Good night!!! I'm gonna dream of being a fashion stylish somewhere~ *woohoo*

xxxooo

白马王子

No one believed me when I said I was in a new video shoot with Wang Lee Hom. Sigh...

So here are pictures as the prove! :





Retreating our kiss..... *blush!*



I almost fainted during the shoot OKAY~! Literally, technically, organically, FAINT!!!

Sorry that the pictures are a bit blur...

(Now don't kill me)





OK la... it was just a poster. But WHAT THE HECK man! I am a lunafanatic fan of this 白马王子!


Imagine if Wang Lee Hom read this post!? Damn paiysayyy! #^o^#


This is the actual look of how a section of my room display shelve looks like. But I think I would love to CROP away the Jay Chou part to... :


My ONE & ONLY Wang Lee Hom. ^^


Aiyo so leng chaiii wunnn, my husband.....

*glistening glittering eyes with tears of happiness*


Buy ba his new album: Heart Beat. WTF like Advertorial pulak!





Sanggggat sayang!!!


Apa tengok tengok! Don't grab my CD OK!? Go buy one yourself.


What a cacat post to kick-start a Sunday. Ha ha ha!!!

Thanks for reading and layan-ing my still kicking and living teenage dream. =P

Kisah 3 January.

3rd January 2008.

My feet finally touched down Malaysia. The air smelt so different. It's humid, it's tanah airku... it's home.

I was very happy. I ran out of The Curve. My phone in my sweaty hands, pounding was my steady heart. My eyes wouldn't even blink for a second; not until I found you. I could never forget that kind of sweet excitement. It's like a date to see your first love. Exactly.

I could list down the dates and every thing you said, but because they weren't lies but sad promises; now I couldn't tell a complete story.

"Today is the 1st day we meet in Malaysia!!"
"Today our hearts nudge each other..."
"Today, is us."

When sometimes death sets (sick) people free, some deaths just lock you up in the coffin of your heart. No matter how you struggle, you feel like a corpse with a soul, buried alive, trying to break loose from the pressured ground. This is called the "Buried Alive" concept. Until today, I'm still waiting for someone to notice me, dig me out, save my soul. Hello?


3rd January 2009.

it was exactly a year ago.
it has been a year.
a year, my dear.

365 days ago was the 1st day we met in Malaysia. Today is the 1st day we meet again in Malaysia, after 365 days ago.
365 days ago our hearts nudged each other. Today, only my heart is nudged by you, after 365 days ago.
365 days ago, was us. Today, its me without you, after 365 days ago.


3rd January 2009. This significant date is my best friend's birthday. She studies and works overseas, but her thematic birthday bashes are done annually here in Malaysia. It was only 3 days ago when I realized we had only know each other for 2 years but trust me; it feels like it had been 2 decades.

Airene brings joy to me. She listens to my never-once-a-happy-ending-fairy tales, shares her inspiring thoughts and experiences, even cook and take very good care of me. She sets my eyes on the top of great mountains each time I replay my sadistic tales from different point of views. Every second spent with her I never forget to breathe. I feel revitalized, rejuvenated.

Airene is the grave-digger; the only one who makes me crawls out from under. Can you believe me? She is better than a sister! I would love to call her my Fairy Godmother. Every year, she brings me closer to him. And the funny thing is, she never notices it.

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It was the very same day and month of this lovely season, only difference is the year. I've been secretly sitting on my bed every night since Christmas hoping, wishing upon stars outside my window panes, and praying hard that I could manage to catch a glimpse of him; even if it's only in my dreams.

I would love to cry myself to sleep but the image of the hamster's eyes in the movie "Bedtime Stories" makes me rather not. Just incase my wish is granted, the last thing I want is to look fugly.



It seldom rains on Saturday mornings in Malaysia. Not that I know of. But on this 3rd of January, it poured hard. I could even hear the heavy shower from inside the mall. I was walking as usual with my eyes locked in their sockets, looking ahead as I transported myself from one wing to another.

I am not an observant person. I don't look at people, but I do notice from the corner of my eyes that people are constantly staring at me. Probably it's the way I dress. What The Hell.

In a split second when I LEAST expected, both my eyes (not even just the corners) caught his 183cm tall, build-up body frame fitted perfectly, casually in style (or in style casually; it works both ways for him) - in a plain navy blue T-shirt and black 3 quarter pants. This man took my breath away, and all the remaining breath in me with him.

On his left hand he held an ultra thin sleek cellphone the TJ way. It used to be HTC; which was the ACTUAL reason why I got myself a PDA after he left to Australia.

His hair hasn't changed much since the last time we went to cut it together at the twin towers... Now as I write this I surprise myself. That I noticed every single thing of TJ, even montages of flashbacks aged 365 days ago.

He walked very fast, as if he was rushing off somewhere. Forcing my brain to regain back my consciousness a.s.a.p, I turned back to call his name. Strangely the ally looked even narrower than ever and people seemed to create new waves of walking patterns to retrace every steps he took; but in an opposite direction.

"Why, what happened?!" he asked, sounding a bit worried.
"Oh... Nothing. It's just my ex-boyfriend. Let's go."
"Don't you want to go say Hi?"

I don't know if he meant the words he uttered, but I could clearly remember I said "No." I looked back at my Past. The short distance between us felt like a year apart and the gap could only grow wider. I could still see a piece of his navy blue T-shirt. I knew I could get a hold of him if I wanted to, he was right in front of me. Hasn't God granted my wish; what was I doing with it???

Truth to be told, I love this man so much. So much I don't mind just being able to only see him face-to-face for one five seconds, say "Hi" and goodbye with a simple hug. It really doesn't matter if I can't own him, it really. doesn't. matter.

But I know this egoistic rich young man too well. After all, we were in a small capsule of time together. TJ might have noticed me from afar, and that's why he took out his phone; pretending to be rushing off somewhere. In other words, One Utama won't go anywhere. If I were to still act lame and called out to him like an unwanted child abandoned by her father in such a scenic way at public, I would be the only one who gets the shame... because he is NOT my father. He was my lover.


3rd January 2010.

The past 2 years had leave me with the benefits of doubts. 730 days is not 365 days ago. It is not today, not yesteryear, not tomorrow. Even magic can't fix this broken thread now.

As I fade in you... You remain with me.

Poor Gravy

Today I've been told to take down the Christmas tree. Somehow I felt a sense of emptiness residing inside me. Does that mean it's the end of this classical season? Chinese New Year songs sound so gay. They annoy the shit out of me.

I feel a gap between me and my heart starting to exist. A thread connecting my heart to the tree thinning, like a strand of brittle hair you can hardly see. 2008 had been a very long dreamy journey for me. I slept. Now I open my eyes and its 2009. I could very very hardly believe this is true. What are my resolutions? I had them lined up, but now they're gone because I didn't write them down before the fireworks cracked the last piece of old dark sky. One minute you feel so bersemangat, one minute your energy has drained completely. Was it me, or do you feel static too?

I've nothing to complain, but work is getting sickly boring. I need to get up on my feet. Studying is easier than working, but after obtaining one degree, planning to get another feels so obvious that your first one didn't make you any wiser and that you're running away from the harsh materialistic reality. Traveling is fun, but it makes you "homeless" after a while. You lost yourself, your identity, your name. People forget names, but there are many ways for one's name to be forgotten. How would you want yours to be.

I'm now dragging my feet to "destroy" the Christmas tree... "It has to be taken down by TODAY," she said.

Today.

Oriental Cravings meh.

Everyday makan lunch alone. So sad. Sigh.....



Working on weekends, AND makan lunch alone. Again. Sooo sad. Sighhh.....

Why so sad wan? ))))):



Me reading Jeremy's Haruki Murakami for 3 months already. Laaagiii SAD. 3 months. )))=

Say Something.

Say something.
Cow jumped over the moon.
Say something.
Star light Star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I have, the first wish I wish tonight.
Say something.
Broken compressors for your car are a very big hassle.
Say something.
Traffic jams are almost magical; you know not where they come from, nor do you know it when they're gone.
Say something.
Green traffic light; my favorite.
Say something.
It's square. Its nothing as it seems the little that you see, its home.
Say something.
When I was younger, I thought I could fly if I tie a towel around my neck, then my mummy whack me, cuz I was running with the towel in the garden. I might have been naked.

Give me a title.
Quiet lies.

The RUBBER Game.

Have U watched this? It's called the 988's Famous Rubber Game.



Starring:

Main Casts -
Edmund Lai
Jimmy

Calefeis -
Min Hui
Winnie
Gladys Yew
Leong
My voice

p/s: preparing more new blog posts for ya.. so stay tuned. ;)))

My Ugly Boyfriend

8.45 PM:
I mesmerized myself in the shower. The thick, luscious lather blanketed my skin. The sweet scent so enchanting it took my breath away; better than my boyfriend does. I let the water trickle down my neck; it felt like a free spa treatment after a grueling day at work. Plus the jam... it's atrocious.


9.10 PM:
My body covered in a thin layer of foam now. I enjoy long showers at night where no one interrupts. Sometimes, I even silent my cell and leave it in the hall. But today, something different happened. My door bell rang. Feeling apprehensive, I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself. Water dripped onto the cold hard tiles as I tip-toed to the door.


9.15 PM:
It was my boyfriend, *Dave. He stood there, looking diabolical and as tired as hell. I could barely recognize him. His shirt; which took me the whole damn night to iron was all crumpled now. Both his hands looked as if they were tied behind his back. I pulled a skeptical smile, as my heart started to race. Some one might be hiding behind him with a knife or gun, God knows!


"Were you raped? What happened?!" I wanted to say that, but I didn't. Instead, I went:

"Were you robbed? What happened honey?"


He starred at me like a zombie. I, still wrapped in my towel, had never felt so exposed and vulnerable before. Apparently, he forgot his keys.

"I've got something for you. Open up the door."


Well that doesn't sound very convincing does it? I did a quick 270 degree glance with the corner of my eyes. Everything seemed clear. I slowly stuck the key into the keyhole.. and turned it to the right.... It click. I didn't have an inkling of what I was doing.


9.25 PM:
David jolted the door hard and carried me up! He threw me to the sofa. I shut my eyes hard, feeling his heavy breath against my face. Surprisingly, he smelt so good. I could hear the water running from the shower.

"There you go." Dave whispered into my ear. I opened my eyes, and saw a gift wrapped up nicely in my hands. *GASPS!*

"Open it. At least the next time I come knocking at your door while you shower, you won't get all grumpy and... You know..." he said scratching his head; which I'm very sure doesn't itch. That's David.


For a minute, I felt so ashamed. So that's how I've been treating him. My stress has got the better of me. I'm no longer the sweet, lovely girl he used to know. )= I teared the present paper gingerly, until I saw a yellow box.



"It's a box of... TEA? Lipton Yellow Label HIRAMEKI Tea?!" I was laughing my ass off so terribly I couldn't stop my tears from rolling onto the carpet. My boyfriend stunned. He walked away.

"Hey, where are you going?!" I was still laughing, crutching my belly hard.


9.45 PM:
He took out a kettle and a set of cute teacups. Grabbed his packet of Lipton Hirameki and gave me a cute sulk 15 centimeters away from my lips. *AWWW!* I felt so blessed. If my job hadn't been such a mind and body kidnapper, my romantic boyfriend would have lesser to do to surprise me. (:



"Next time, minimize the time you shower and make more tea for us, Okay baby?"

OMG my boyfriend is better than long showers or teas but REMEMBER, a stressful boyfriend is NOT sexc. You wouldn't want to IMAGINE. No no~


10 PM:
We sat down to have a cup of tea.

"Baby, I know you are a very brilliant lady."
"Aww... Don't say that! I'm SHY!"
"Well c'mmon. You are. Let me ask you a question."
"Will you marry me, is it that? (laughs hysterically)"
"No. Can you play the corporate game?"
"The Corporate Game???"
"Let's say you're stuck in the car with your boss alone on the way back from a meeting, how will you bond with him?"
"I definitely won't do what I'll do to you, baby..." (naughty chuckles)
"You nerd~"


We enjoyed another few sips of tea and started to unwind ourselves... Dave started unbuttoning his once crispy long sleeve shirt (i ironed wannn OK!), and OH. MY. GOD. did he look SEXC~!


Well, let me tell you that my boyfriend is actually very ugly. Hahaha! But because Lipton Hirameki tea contains Theanine, (a kind of amino acid that promotes brain activity) it promotes alpha wave production in the brain, and reduce mental and physical stress; which may produce feelings of relaxation and improves the worst mood you ever had!



Wanna GET INSPIRED like I did? ("Get Inspired" means "Hirameki" in Japanese.) Let's say it out loud together and see the World in a different point of view today! For more fun golden moments online with your boyfriend, OR imaginary boyfriend, visit ME! Great prizes are awaiting, so you don't wanna miss that out!

*Character is Fictional.

Take Your Breath Away

"Two people may be at the same position in manners and behavior,
and yet one was better and the other pretends;
which is the greatest differences
that could possibly exist between them."

Here comes the long awaited prognosticable post.


Can spot me?


Some sensational sceneries from my camera that can take your breath away :


the jetty. this turns out to be my favourrrite picture at the end of the day. that's why she's presented here as number one. (((:


second favourite. dunno why~


third happy shot! ang mohs backsides never look this nice. hahaha...


mr. body beautiful.


doesn't this makes you wanna go sailing~~~ or perhaps, boating?


like Salem ad.


Here is where the Chair Story begins! :


Once upon a time, there sits a lonely half chair. (like Wall-E wtf)


then he found a female chair VaAeeE~~~ ;which is half his size.


Happy Happy ~! ~!


Then..........

.....

...



the humans came! and sat on em' to kiss and stuff... and they live happily. ever. after.

OK end of story. Damn lame.



Hikayat Pelepah Emas.

i should stop myself from narrating each time i come across a picture. lol!


boulders in eau clear..


sometimes, things can grow at wrong places.


i love this picture very very much... heart x100!


sauh dan sahur.


as dusk hits dawn.


you wonder which fishermen comes back home in one piece.


windmill of a species.


Malaysian flag has two stars; can you spot the only other?


On another brand. new. day. of miss idle.



reminds me of Astro ads.


waiting for Godot.


my current wallpaper -she has a weird sense of taste.


From Tim's camera:


The Lake House anyone???


a school of fish clouds printed on the fallen sky.


leavin'.


yi lu xiang bei.


LONG LIVE the boats of Terengganu!!!


like Hawaii.


or maybe Philippines.


More "devian art"s :




where pictures touch your soul...



the chase : Nemesis 1 | Jackie Chan | Nemesis 2


Tim's slanted style; as always.


we ALL still love Malaysia, don't we? (((((:

or because it looks nice like that.


ha ha ha.