Day Fourteen, Fifteen

Your Earliest Memory


I was mischievous i was little. I must have been 3 or 4. I locked myself in the bathroom and i was going through the medicine cabinet. I got a hold of my mom's lipstick and started applying the lipstick every where on my lips. In the end, i made a huge mess; i tried cleaning my lips with tissue paper but ended smearing the red lipstick everywhere on my face! I remember looking like a cherry. My mom later found me in the bathroom and got hella pissed. To remove the stains, she had to use a dish sponge and scrubbed my face with the coarse part of the sponge. I learned my lesson that day.

Your favorite blogs

There's a only a few that i regularly follow...

Cupcakes and Cashmere: The title says it all; fashion and food. In the world of blogging, Emily Schuman is definitely a blogger that i admire. Not only does her taste in fashion is similar to mine, but i love the combination affordability and high end; making everything about this blog so lovely. I would raid her shoe closet anytime!

The Sartorialist: Scott Schuman is not named one of Time Magazine's Top 100 Design Influencers for nothing. I would literally die if i had the honor to have my pictures taken by him and be part of the blog. A girl can only dream... -sigh-

Le Love: It's funny how so many people can relate to the greatness and the downfalls of love. I, like a lot of the readers out there, have connected to the stories posted on many occasions. It's all good, words-right-outta-my-mouth good.

The Black Hipsters: Created by a good friend of mine, Nyce and her bff B.Hooligan. It's all about fashion, humor, music and street within the black community (though anyone, of any color can relate to the content posted). This blog is truly ground breaking and i'm so proud of what they've accomplish so far.
p.s You know you're cool when you get a special shout out (hehe)

Smitten Kitchen: Two words: food porn.

and lastly, twinnie's blog. The one person that 'gets' me. She's my person :)

Day Thirteen

Somewhere you'd like to move or visit.

London.

I'd pick London over any places in the world, anytime. I don't know what attracts me so much to the city though. The obsession must have dated back when i was around 6 or 7. Music was a big part of my life during that time and of all the artists, the Spice Girls was definitely one of those who made me jump on the pop culture bandwagon. I would always watch Top Of The Pops and EastEnders on BBC. I'd imagine myself meeting the Royal family and pretended to have the English accent as well (which was mediocre). I just love the vibrancy and the multiculturalism of the city. London is a real melting pot of cultures and the closest thing, in my opinion, that resemble Montreal. I remember begging my parents to send me to this student exchange program just so i can study in London for six months. Now that i'm older, i guess i can simply save enough and travel Europe by myself.

Day Twelve

Bullet your whole day.

Woke up today around 9ish, like usual. Went online to see if my grades were posted. Went through my internet routine: email, twitter, fb, weather and blogger. Helped my mom prepare lunch around noon. After lunch, laid on my bed and started reading a book. Got a text from my friend around 2 saying he's about to leave for our gift exchange dinner party of tonight. Rushed to the bathroom and took a really quick shower. Got ready in 25 min (hair and makeup included) - a new record for me.

Now, i'm be off to dinner. Lots of drinking, laughter and sex conversations are guaranteed for the night. Ha!

Day Eleven

Put your Ipod on shuffle and write ten songs that pop up.

1. Wish - Vibe


2. Begin - DBSK (♥ ♥ ♥)


3. Deuces - Chris Brown feat. Tyga


4. Marry You - Glee (cast version)


5. You Don't Miss Your Water - Craig David


6. I Wanna Be With You - Mandy Moore


7. Aqui Estoy Yo - Luis Fonci


8. Sexy Love - Ne-Yo


9. Endlessly - B44


10. Waiting For You - Anson Hu


As you can see, I'm a sucker for the classic sappy pop songs. No shame!

Day Ten

I'm giving myself a new challenge: finish the 15 days challenge before 2011! This will sure keep me busy for the next five days :P

Discuss you first love and your first kiss.

The word love in different contexts means completely different things. For example, I don't love my friends and family the same way i love fashion. I don't love music the same way i love my new pair of Stuart Weitzman pumps (in fact, my love for shoes goes deep). What i'm trying to say is that this is such an open ended question, i will treat it as such.

He's my first love. I did not just had a crush of him like i had a crush on Nick Carter that same year. It was different. It was love. Of course you would all say that at the tender age of 6 you don't get any notion of the word "love" and all that jazz. But now that i really think of it; the fluttering butterflies in my stomach at the sight of the rose, the twinkles in my eyes every time he would pop-up on screen, the way he would call Serena "Meatball head" - sigh. Darien aka The Tuxedo Mask was my first love. Because of him, i started seeing boys as of being more than just cooties and germs.

As far as my first kiss goes, it was not spectacular like i pictured it to be. It actually caught me by surprise and i remembered how daze i was after it (and not in a good way). Nothing can be perfect the first time. I told myself it had to start somewhere. My first "passionate" kiss however is a different story. All i have to say is that it was very satisfying. On many, MANY levels...

Holidays

This holiday season, i couldn't have asked for more than to simply spend some quality time with the people that i love. Although Christmas this year is less festive than last year, i'm very thankful to have my family and friends by my side to share the joy, the laughter and the happiness. It's not about the gifts, but about those moments that makes the holiday season a memorable one.

Have a happy and safe holiday everyone! :)

Hello, Ryan

The last time i bought GQ was when Robert Pattinson was on the cover (post here). I haven't paid attention to the magazine since my post-twilight phase. Last evening, i spotted their new issue on my friend's coffee table in his apartment.

All i have to say is that Mario Testino worked his magic once again. Ryan Gosling is beyond delicious in this shoot; we kept flipping through the magazine back and forth just to feed our eyes and be at awe. I'm not even a big fan of his, but GQ did a hella good job at converting me into one. Just sayin' ;)

I'm A Masochist

In love relationships, there is a fine line between pleasure and pain. In fact, there's a common belief that a relationship without pain is a relationship not worth having. To some, pain implies growth. But how do we know when the growing pain stops and the pain pain takes over? Are we masochist or optimist if we decide to walk that fine line? The question that i should be asking is this: When it comes to relationships, whether it's mutual or platonic, how do you know when enough is enough?

Somewhere along the way, i told myself it might be over. But i'm addicted to the pain. The exquisite pain of wanting someone so unattainable. There are times when i get a sudden rush to just reach out. Ask him to think and care about me. Give me the attention. Make me believe that we're worth it. Prove to me that he is worth it. But lately, particularly in those moments, i feel like i'm being tied down. Some part of me just holds me back knowing that i might had gone too far, that i am asking for too much. Reached my limit.

Humans are fragile beings. We can only hold so much in.

Enough is enough when you begin to put yourself in the shoes of the person who you're waiting for and reject the possibility of being happy with someone new and amazing.

Paris-to-Go

Although i would usually keep my makeup in a separate pouch, my dream handbag would consist of all of these goodies.

- Mulberry Alexa handbag
- Canon PowerShot G12
- Blackberry Bold
- NARS The Mutiple bronzer/blush
- Yves Saint Laurent Gloss Pur
- Bobby Brown concealer
- Yves Saint Laurent Letter Post wallet

Rap Basics

This...is amazing. (Big thank you to Ginger for putting this song in my head @ work!)

The Same Book

H 1:28am : =//

Me 1:29am: i told myself that i will allow to agonize about it as much as i can before 2011 lol

H 1:29am: lol

Me 1:30am: ill turn the page and write a new chapter after that.

H 1:30am: that sounds good but u know.. unless its a new book.. ure always gonna flip back to that page.

When Harry Met Sally

"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

All i want for Christmas is a Harry...

Sometimes

nuff said.

Like A Star

Sometimes, you're whole world seems to collapse. For a simple inch, for a hopeless love, for a lover that left you after fucking your soul out, for kiddish dreams. Sometimes, you put yourself into some weird situations. You're pulling of a nasty luggage. Your life suddenly looks desperate like those you've seen in a bad underrated movies. The one that regular people try to avoid. All that jazz. The one that you try to not run into because you want to save your soul and your karma. Every once and then, I feel like my head is going to explode under the pressure. The pressure that I created to myself. My brain is calm like bomb, ticking to its very last seconds.

In those moment of insecurities, i feel granted that this type of song exists. In fact, they feel like a warm blanket, a balm on my shivering lips. Thanks Corinne. You pretty much saved my day.