Cover Girls

Lady "V" called me early this afternoon to deliver an astonishing piece of news!!!!

"Princess! We are on the cover of a magazine!!!" Lady "V" exclaimed...

"What???? WHich one!!??" I exclaimed out even louder, thinking Lady "V" and I had finally been talent spotted at long last!

The princess loses her regal composure for a split second at my own workstation. Quickly, i turned around to see if my mere mortal colleagues had overheard me.

As i was about to throw in my resignation letter in exchange for fame as a supermodel, in came the response from the other side of the phone......

"It is a very international Magazine" Lady "V" couldnt hide her excitement anymore.

"Sigh. this cant be true!" I thought to myself. My heart sank as reality set in but now, my curiosity almost killed the kitten....

So here is it!!!!!













Lady Meryl "V" - Classic, Timeless & Talented with Princess Lindsay Me - Chic, Young & Vibrant....


One could never had imagine that it is possible to have stars of such different personalities, different generations on the cover of a same magazine.

In life's weird twists and turns, there always seem to be a pleasant surprise hiding somewhere round the bend.


Wow..... Finally on the cover of a magazine with my sista and me!!


I so need to have my "Vogue" moment now!!!

Princess' Writer's Block

The Princess experiences her first case of writer's block in her short history of blog writing. Was I running out of brillant ideas? Or Was I giving myself too much pressure to write a very excellent article?

No, neither.

It is the act of self-censorship playing its role here.... As more and more people realize who the actual person behind the facade is, it is difficult to write a piece of article without offending someone. Somehow, the cloak of anonymity is gone.

No more torrid gossips and rumors.... No more bitching about ugly habits of friends...... And no more self-praise on personal beauty and intelligence....... For fear of some impending backlash.....

All prim and proper, just like how a princess should behave. Like how we conform to societal norms and conventions, losing our precious identity as a result.

I began to wonder if we have all become phantoms of the opera, hiding behind some pretty porcelain masks, believing that our real self is hideous.

Perhaps, we have truly become freaks via the act of self censorship of our thoughts, thinking that it make us beautiful.....

Just like ugly guys whom are forced by society to have a good body just to balance the equation a little...... becoming modern-day frankensteins unconsciously...


The world is full of sad cases these days......

Rainy Days Thoughts

Across the nation, the abnormal frequency of sudden downpour had forced the princess to seek solace in the comfort of her home during the weekend.....

While the rain was nothing at all like the intensity of Hurricane Katherina, threatening to destroy the whole country, it was enough to plunge one right into depression....

Rain Kate (bestowed by the princess) had become the outgoing princess' greatest enemy for the weekend.....

I was lost and a prisoner in my own palace.... not knowing what to do.... Spaced out on the couch in front of the telly....

In that unexpected moment, the princess suddenly begin to experience an awakening.

I could hear my own breathing for the first time in many months.... The physical silence and the emptiness of the mind that had initially confused me now had a tranquil effect on me...

It then dawned upon me that perhaps i had never stopped to listen to my soul even for a single moment. The body and mind had been rushing from one place to another, one idea to the next and one man to another....

Nothing was really appreciated though much had been accomplished.

It also made the princess realised that maybe, afterall, i might actually enjoy the quiet domesticated life a little more than the glam-wham-fast-moving lifestyle that i am usually accustomed to........

After a few hours or so, Rain Kate died down...

Before she left, she whispered into the princess' ears... "experience each moment throughout your life, do not pass them by"


And the princess shared her words of wisdom to Rain Kate too.... "World Peace and ....less rain"

A Lie For Her Guy

Sometimes being a politically-correct princess can be such a bitch!.....

I mean, how to do tell someone that the person she is dating looks like hmmmm...... well, ugly......

And do you want to be truthful when you know that your opinions doesnt matter anyway?.... Because that guy most probably have an inner beauty that only your friend can see.... as if it is a very secret superpower that the guy possess....

Besides, you dun want to be labelled a sour-pussy or a bitter-cunt......

Most importantly, we need to keep our karma intact so that our future lover doesnt end up to be exactly the same (God, forbid!)

In any case, it is really none of your business......

But when pressed for an answer..... the choices of response are pretty much limited if you do not want to give yourself away..... Nothing like:

"As long as you like him" or
"He has a good heart" etc... etc......

My usual lie..... "I would have taken him if its not for you!!!" (Well, sometimes true, sometimes false.. )

And of course, it is always an ego booster when even the princess has also taken a liking to your guy.....

The sacrifices i have to make sometimes ... for the sake of friendship.

But seriously, lies or no lies, the princess' opinion really shouldnt matter..... as long as you like him.......

Princess Happy Meal

In one of the rare occasions, the commoner's princess uplifted her status as she dines with the very beautiful and poised "Party of Two" in one of the town's most celebrated Japanese restaurant. (definitely not Frumpy Housewife and Lady "V")

For a meal that costs almost a hundred bucks each, the princess would had usually moaned and groaned ,kicking a fuss over the exorbitant price...

After all, the princess' money doesn't exactly grow on trees and seafood is seafood regardless if it is cooked or uncooked; and no matter what weird word the Japanese have for them!

Strangely, nothing of that sorts happened that night. I must have either been under the influence of my "Party of Two" whom makes such a meal seemed all so ordinary ..... or could it be that sake the waitress had just served?

No matter, I was glad that I had not made any complaints that would have spoilt the mood for dinner... It was definitely worth every cent of the hundred bucks.

The sashimi (tuna belly and scallop) was so good that it simply roll off the tongue and slide down the throat immediately. Such freshness never tasted before.... And I just adore that melt-in-your-beef that was served next.... OiSHi!!! (Delicious in Japanese, I think)

The Land of the white-powdered ladies seems to have mastered the art of good food without much cooking!

So, there is really a difference between cooked and uncooked seafood....

As I swallowed the last piece of the succulent prawn (yes... uncooked too), I was over the moon with such a delectable dinner....

Unfortunately, my soul was whacked with guilt.... my sudden realisation of the difference between the privileged and the rest of the people

I started thinking about the people whom cant afford and would most probably never have a chance to enjoy this meal. My thoughts then wandered far to our ancestors whom really "showed us the way"..... and to us taking everyday luxury in life for granted...... and we being really a bunch of spoilt brats complaining about our miserable lives....

Well, I must admit that it was a short-lived reflection of life (as always the case) because the green tea ice cream had brought the princess comfortably back to the world of excesses and decadent indulgence.....

Deep in my heart, I really wish I could begin to be more appreciative of my life and be more mindful of the situations that others more unfortunate than us are in....

It is an uphill task I know... But if uncooked seafood can command such an exorbitant price.... Nothing is impossible!!!

A RUde Awakening

The sleeping princess woke up one particular Saturday morning feeling rather pissed off...... at everything.... It was as if there was a pea underneath my mattress bothering me the whole night before.

Could it be the side-effect of consecutive Friday nights of clubbing taking its toil ,I thought to myself?

Then, I decided the mind must have finally lost its patience after seeing the princess waking up day after day after day of mindless work, loveless situations and still no hope for an early comfortable retirement.

The vision of the princess with her prince beneath the tree under the clear blue skies filled with white clouds and her rainbow on a weekday afternoon where work is no more a necessity was fast fading away.....

In a do-or-die situation that called for immediate remedy of my so-called life, I jumped out of bed and leaped into action almost instantaneously, hoping that it is not already too late!!

Full of renewed determination, I decided that I will make work as fun as possible as it can be for me, even if it means quitting!!! Next, using my very professionally trained mind, I counted my entire savings to date and draw out a number of alternatives to lead me to my early retirement; start a very profitable business, strike lottery, make a killing on the stocks-market or marry an old, rich man!

Love? I guess I just got to keep praying that the right man comes along before my beauty and my sense of eternal faith in love runs out....

For a quick fix-me-up, the ever glamour princess, marched down to the latest hippest fashion must-have hideaway for some cheer-me-ups therapy.... And of course, a little clubbing on a Saturday night might help a little too, I guess......

So, Sunday morning.....

The princess woke up feeling more pissed than Saturday. The damn pea!!

Lindsay Lohan for LV

I was ecstatic to know that my favorite star, Lindsay, had yet another breakthrough, by being chosen to be the new face of Louis Vuitton...

Amidst the struggles with her personal life, to be taken as a serious actress and be accepted as a singer... Finally, something good seems to appear at last.... Perhaps, it could be the confidence boost just needed in her bid to make it in a fickle industry.

As I was surfing the net for lovely pictures of Lindsay Lohan, to my horrors of horrors of horrors, there were so much hate articles about her being the new face of Louis Vuitton.....

1) Marc Jacobs must have lost his mind....
2) Lindsay is just not sophisticated for LV (cheapens the image of Louis Vutton)
3) Louis Vuitton was looking for Olive Oyl
4) This is total suicide for the brand. Who wants to carry a bag that a coke whore, an ugly coke ho at that, endorses?

Why the malice? Then again, malice just seems to be everywhere these days. In the workplace, with friends, at home and even strangers on the streets.

It just is a tab bit easier and convenient to bitch at someone who irritates you rather than to take the time to get to know more about the person. Somewhere, somehow being nasty has taken precedence over efforted kindness in reacting in a bad situation.

We suddenly have to choose between being a confident outspoken person whom is not afraid of speaking her mind for her right or that soft meek pushover whom is afraid to make a stand and trying too hard to please everyone.

It perturbs me to know that being nice is no longer fashionable and hip. Like a fake LV bag, it is being looked down upon like a disease just like Lindsay for LV.

But i still want to be nice and kind, for i cannot imagine what my life would be without it...

Sometimes even the all-so fashionable princess got to be unhip and unglam for what she believes in doing right!!!

Dragon Lady Seven Fairies Formation (Long Nu Qi Xian Zheng)

Passed down from generations to generations, the formation first appeared in ancient China somewhere in the time where the first emperor of China reigns. It had always been the sacred secret of the top pugilist clan in China then - (Ling Shan Pai) or Bell Mountain Sect........

It is a Sect ruled by an ethereal beauty whom is equally well-versed in martial arts... wielding her special form of flying daggers skills.....It was also widely believe that her intelligence, knowledge of astrology and mystical powers surpasses all men/women of her time......

She was the one who create the "Dragon Lady Seven Fairies Formation (Long Nu Qi Xian Zheng)" based on her observations of the stars alignment with the moon on a certain day of a month.

Somehow, while her deadly flying dagger skills had been lost through the centuries, the knowledge of the formation passes on across time....

It is said on the night of the 1st day of the 4th lunar month.... place the symbol of a jade dragon directly under the formation of the seven bright stars (Orion???) in the sky.... The owner of the jade dragon must sit on it at the strike of midnight.

This is the time where the energy of the jade dragon and seven stars infuses into the owner's body giving the person tremendous cleansing function of the soul... With the cleansed soul, the first thing he/she wish will come true.....

Though it sounds superstitious, it had been proven by many who dared to try it.....

And the source of this information? Not some internet mass mail but an ancient book passed on and on from generations to generations whom a close friend of mine belongs to.... I have read it myself.....

Freaky but true....

Love At 0130

In yet another glamorous night out, Lady "V" and I, together with our entourage, descended upon the wildest club in town "JOY"........ Fashionably late as usual.

As we sashay past the bouncer & into the club, there were lines of cute guys everywhere!!!

"This must be the best crowd ever!!" Lady "V" exclaimed. Its a good thing that the music drowned her voice.

Nevetheless, lady "V" and I looked straight ahead without taking a look at them. After all, ladies of royalties have their decorum to upkeep.

We got our drinks (minimal for I didn't want to look dead drunk this time) and headed to the dancefloor as the DJ started playing this strange Maddy remix.

And then at 0130, the act of betrayal began............ Lady "V" excused herself and adjourn to the side of the dance floor for a rest as she was "sick" and "very unwell".......

We all know what happens when a bitch in heat is left unattended even for the slightest moment.

Even before the end of the song, a guy (from England, and young, average in size and height but with a very nice smile and crisp, clear English) hit on her.

They started flirting and kissing and hugging and .... Going out of sight for the next whole hour.

Victoriously, Lady "V" re-emerged at our usual after-club lounge for a cuppa coffee with the man in hand. Beaming widely, the nice English man was. It was a match-made in heaven.

So love at 0130.

Contrary to popular belief, it can happen anywhere..... As long as you let your guard down, the elusive love will sneak right up to you unexpectedly ...........like a rare vintage find that you sometimes chanced upon with delightment in a secondhand store...

Plastic Princess Unveiled

Went to this very beautiful and interesting blogsite of "I still play with dolls" and saw how beautiful her dolls are.... She has the nicest pics of Midori dolls that i ever seen....


Just thought of sharing some pics of my "Laura Ashley" Barbie doll with her too... A dear friend of mine designed the dress and gave it to me....

Apparently, she won some award for some Barbie Bride Contest... Cool.... 


Tada.... Presenting the "Laura Ashley Bride"....

My "designer" friend gave her a ultra short hair cut, matching pearl necklace and ear-rings... How sweet....

And i gave her the demure pose... looking just like the perfect blushing bride that i always imagine myself to be...


 




Look!! She was actually Rapunzel to begin with... The "evil" designer friend lopped off her hair... I could almost feel her pain when the hair was cut...

Well, according to the designer, he was very worried initially too. But being the ever-so-decisive stylist, he decided to revamped her image for a fresher look.... "No Big Hair, No Rebond Long Hair, Too Common!!" He said......



  






This was my version of the "Runaway" Bride pose....... Not really looking like Julia Roberts version though.....

Just wanted to give that care-free feeling... After all, a marriage is suppose to liberate you and not trap you... So i hope....



Well, let me end off this article with the lovely introduction that my "drama" designer wrote for his beautiful creation as part of the competition.

Every girl dreams about a
Perfect Love, &
A sweet, loving place to
Call her home.

With the flowers of the spring,
She fills her home with the
Warmth that she brings,

A wedding is the beginning of
This wonderful dream…….


I secretly think he was talking about me

The Magic Of Booze

The magic combination of booze (lotsa), hypnotic music and dark-lit ambience always have a deadly effect on people.

Just the weekend that passed, the beautiful princess was doing her dutiful rounds hanging out with the beautiful people around the clubs dancing and singing and drinking away as we tragedically know the weekend is coming to an end soon.

Somewhere between the 5th & 6th glass of mojitos, the magic began to start. Suddenly, strangers became acquaintance, and acquaintance became real close friends. All at once, there were no barriers between people and everyone was as happy as if we could ever be.

The dance floor looked like the enchanted forest with music pumping right through the trees. In their colorful and glamorous dressing, everyone looked like centaurs, fairies, the occasional elves, gnomes, dwarfs and more fairies.


I felt like Princess Alice in Wonderland

As the crowd grew bigger and the drink began to pour like rain, I begin to feel a little lost and spinning out of control. It was then I saw familiar faces around me.

In that instant, the real magic of life began to unveil.

Like angels, my trusted friends had always been there shielding me from any dangers lurking around the corners. Though the princess was almost gone by then, I knew that I was truly blessed.

I began to close my eyes and immersed myself into the pumping of the music, but ever so truly conscious of the fact that my friends would always be by my side no matter how fallen i must have looked......

The wonderful side effects of booze......


It makes you re-discover the beauty of friendship that you ,so often, once in a while forgot it exists.....

The Big Voice Technique

An interesting recommendation on the usage of the voice this week....

When in doubt, always use the booming big voice. It works well for the big occasions, I was told. But as adventurous as I am, I have my reservations about this, even if its gonna help.

Because, in this part of the world where being demure is a goddess-like virtue, booming voice just seemed like a no-no.....

The charming radio personality encouraged me further, lose your inhibitions, dear. You know you can do a big booming voice if the situation calls for it.

Yeah, I guess so.

But, like all nice and decent girls, there is only one situation that I know might be appropriate to shed all inhibitions and have a booming voice - in the privacy of the bedroom.

And I really really do it very well there.

Suddenly, it occurs to me, perhaps this is also why the loud bitches at the workplace gets all the praises and promotions. They are not afraid to shed their inhibitions and use their boom boom voice either at the boardroom or the bedroom. For them, they need not differentiate between the two rooms, like we decent girls do.

And as much as I hate them, I must admit I do secretly admire those bitches for their confidence.

In this cut-throat corporate environment, where it takes everything to get ahead of your competitor...... My take is that we have got to sweep our goddess-like virtue under our beds and use the "boom boom voice without inhibitions" technique to put us two steps ahead of our arch rival..........

Irregardless of whether it is a bedroom performance or a boardroom war.