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Friday, March 29, 2013

B a r o q u e

Top: Enineteen from FashionValet

Skirt: Borrowed from Erin. I have the same one but I couldn't find it.

Bag: Chanel 2.55, from Paris trip recently =)

I am into baroque prints at the moment. And this gold baroque top is just perfection. It's really metallic upfront though. I was hesitant to wear it at first (fearing that I might look like the tin man) but then I thought what the heck. I am just gonna werq it! Hehe. I wore it to a wedding last week.

Just look at the gorgeous details!!

I cut my hair by the way. The last time my hair was this short was in 2003.

Here are more pictures from the wedding:

With galah panjang Liy. I was in 6 inch heels and she was still taller!

With Syaz

The soon to be married couple!

With newlyweds Limy & Sophie Hana :)

Camera freaks

Congrats Limy & Hana! Wishing you guys a lifetime of happiness, insyaAllah :)

I'm Now a Grandmother

Everyone knows that I'm not a cat person. I am that annoying girl who would scream for her life whenever a cat brushes past her legs under the table at food stalls.

But then something happened last year.

Nadri and I had just came back from dinner. It was raining heavily that night. We got out of the car and heard a cat meowing. It was this really tiny kitten that was soaking wet, shivering and looked completely terrified. Turns out that it was the same stray kitten that wandered near our house earlier that day, my brother had fed him, he went away and I guess he came back when it started to rain.

I went to get my brother and asked him to find a big box for the kitten. We put some clean sheets inside and put the kitten in. He was so scared he started scratching frantically at the box, trying to get out. Usually I would have just gone inside the house and carry on with my life and let my brother deal with it. But maybe it was the hormones (I was pregnant with Alayna at the time), maybe it was my slowly developing maternal instincts, but I just could not bear seeing the kitten like that. So I went to a pet shop near my house, and bought a cage and cat food. 

That night, I was on the computer google-ing everything that I needed to know about kittens. How to feed them, how to clean them, how to potty-train them, the dos and don'ts. All the while, it was still raining heavily and the kitten was meowing non-stop :(

The next day, I went to the pet shop again to buy more stuffs that I found to be useful from my extensive research the night before.

I gave him milk and I fed him.
I cleaned up his poop.
I played with him. 

Ok la. That's not entirely true. What actually happened was:

I prepared her milk and food, I put them in front of his cage, I opened the cage, and quickly ran away.
I made my brother clean up his litter box.
I watched my brother play with him while I sit on the chair nearby with my legs up.

Whatever. It's almost the same thing.

Anyway, I literally fell in love with the kitten. He was like my baby. Even my family teased me about it. They said he is like my eldest child. Alayna is my second. I was so obsessed with it, wanting to make sure that he was okay and happy (but at the same time still scared of it and made sure that I was at least a few metres away when he's out of the cage). The first thing that I would do when I wake up everyday was to check on him. I even prepared a schedule for my brother who was in charge of taking care of the kitten when I was off to work. 

We decided to name him Muharram. We have a few stray cats at home that we kind of 'adopted'. They only come by for feedings. Each of them are named after the months in the Islamic Calendar. There was this one cat that came to us during the fasting month so we called him Ramadhan. Another one came during raya so we called him Syawal. We also have Safar and Rejab. Hence the name Muharram.

But then we later found out that Muharram is actually a female cat, and Muharram is such a masculine name. So we called him Kak Muharram LOL.

Muharram got pregnant recently. Yesterday, she gave birth.

It was one of the most traumatising experiences of my life.

Yesterday morning she was meowing more than usual. She stood in front of the door, wanting to come in (cats are not allowed in the house). I thought she was just hungry so I didn't give it any second thought.

At about 3 p.m I took Alayna into our room to put her down for her nap. When Alayna was asleep, I got up from the bed and saw Muharram's head peeking out from my wardrobe! I was so surprised I screamed. She was even more surprised to see me. Then she started meowing REALLY loud that it woke Alayna up from her nap. I rushed to Alayna and Muharram came out of my wardrobe to get out from the room.

And thats when I saw it.

A kitten is halfway out from her behind.

She was in the in the middle of a birthing process.

Oh.. My.. God..

Are you freaking kidding me?? I almost passed out. Can you imagine watching a cat trying to get out of your room while half of a kitten's body is dangling from its behind????? I'm pretty sure I'm scarred for life.

I called for my brother. He freaked out as well. We had no idea what to do. Poor Muharram was so scared trying to get away, and at the same time she was trying to get her baby who was coming out so she was like walking around in circles.

My brother's room is next to mine. So he opened the door and let Muharram in. Then we called my aunt who's a cat expert coz we had no idea what to do. She told us to just leave Muharram in the room for now and let her finish her business. All of us were so shocked by the whole thing.

Later that day, at about 6 p.m, I was in my room playing Candy Crush (damn you level 135!!!). I heard a high pitched meow. I was like, awww Muharram's baby! I went to get my brother and both of us stood in front of his room, ears against the door, trying to catch another cute meow from the kitten.

We heard the meow again, louder this time.


Wait a sec...

It didn't sound like it was coming from my brother's room!

And then it hit me...

I ran to my room, and sure enough, the sound was coming from inside my wardrobe!!!!!

Which means that Muharram had already given birth in it when I was putting Alayna to sleep earlier and then tried to run away when she saw me.

I honestly wanted to cry at that point because I was just thinking about the poor kitten all alone and scared and hungry for at least 2 hours after she was born. And she was calling for her mommy. My Aunty Long was here, she was the bravest among us all, so we made her get the kitten and give it to Muharram who was in my brother's room.

The good news is, that kitten survived. The bad news is, the one that had half of its body hanging out while Muharram tried to get away, didn't. In total Muharram had 3 kittens but only 2 made it.

So yeah, this is the story of how I became a grandmother to two beautiful kittens.

Picture stolen from my sister's FB

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Bonding Time

Alayna has gone to sleep about 2 hours ago, and Nadri is still on his way home. Which means that today, he only spent half an hour with her this morning before he left for work. I feel bad for him because I know he really misses her. He even left his previous job (which had crazy working hours) because he felt like he was missing out on a lot. 

His current job is not too bad. He reaches home around 8 p.m everyday (except busy days like today) so he gets half an hour with her before she goes to sleep. Not much, but at least it's something.  Sometimes he comes home during lunch hour all the way from KL to Shah Alam just to get that extra few minutes with her.

I feel truly blessed because my job allows me to be with her most of the day everyday. But at the same time, I feel like we don't get enough bonding time, just the three of us. 

Weekdays are totally out because by the time he comes home, she's already sleepy and getting ready for bed. So he'll cuddle her, sing some songs, have a chat and then Alayna will look for me to put her to sleep.

We basically only have weekends.

Two days sounds enough right? But not when you take into account her naps (2 hours at 10am and another hour at around 4pm), her bedtime at 8.30 p.m, her class on Sundays and having to make time for both grandparents (first grandchild for both sides, you can imagine). I know that they want more time with her but so do we. We try to accommodate everyone but the end of the day, the priority is for the 3 of us to bond as a family. 

Anyway, last week he came home extra early so we decided to take her outside to play. Her favourite thing to do now is ride her bike to our neighbour's house and watch their shih-tzu hehe.

Sigh. How I wish that there are more hours in a days, or more days in a week.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Mini Me

If there's one thing that I love more than buying shoes for myself (and you know I love my heels), it's buying shoes for Alayna. 

Aren't they the cutest things? I just could not control myself when I saw them. I started to grab everything and excitedly showed them to Alayna while she stared at me probably thinking, "Mommy, please stop making a scene. You're embarrassing me."

Nadri just shook his head and said, "You're paying for them." 

Whatever. It was certainly money well spent. I just adore how they look on her, especially since she has started walking! Now we can take #shoesoftheday pictures like this hehe:

The best part is, babies grow super fast so there will always be a reason to buy more shoes for Alayna. 

By the way, if you guys happen to see spike shoes for babies, please roger me. Been searching high and low for them.  Hmm I wonder if they don't make spike baby shoes because of safety reasons..

Sunday, March 24, 2013


Me: Syg, you have to take me out tonight. I need to get a new highlighter. Mine is finished.

Him: A highlighter? It's ok, I'll get it for you. I'm going to pump petrol later anyway. I'll drop by the stationeries shop at Section 2. Which colour do you want?

Me: *stares at him in disbelief and then laughs like a hyena* 

I was talking a bout this:

A face highlighter. Men, take note.

He thought I meant this:

He cracks me up all the time haha.

Friday, March 22, 2013

Candy Madness

Here's why I haven't updated my blog as regularly as I'd like to:

1. I'm swamped with work

2. The macbook is being repaired. 

Well, I do have this Acer laptop that I'm using, but it's true what they say: Once you go Mac, you never go back. I have officially become a Macbook snob -_-

Anyway, one day I turned on the Mac and saw this:

I freaked out. Posted that pic on Facebook and someone commented that the screen is damaged *cries blood* Nadri and I had no idea what could have caused it. Just the night before it was perfectly fine. It didn't fall or anything. 

So we came to a conclusion that Alayna did it.

She's at that phase where she likes to step/sit on things, even me. One time we caught her sitting on the Mac. She must have done it again when we were not looking.

It has been 10 days since we sent it for repair. Hope we'll get it back soon :(

3. But the biggest reason of all, is this:

It all started 2 weeks back. My friends were talking about this game in our chatroom, asking for lives (didn't make sense to me at the time), and saying how this person spent over USD100 for this game. I was like whaaaaaaaat. You people are nuts. It's just a stupid game! They told me to give it a shot. So I did. 

I really wish I didn't.

Because playing Candy Crush is all that I do now. Right after I wake up, in the car while waiting for the engine to warm up, at the traffic light, while eating, while waiting for my client, while putting Alayna to sleep, before I sleep.

Even when I was with my client and he had to take a call, the only thing that went through my mind was "Sempat main satu level ni." (I could totally complete one level).

 It's madness.

Nadri noticed my obsession and told me that I was being silly. I made him download the app and try. 

Now both of us sleep at 3am everyday playing this game. We don't even talk anymore when we go out to eat because we're both busy crushing candies and saying a lot of bad words while we're at it. 

For a candy game, it can get really bloody stressful. Especially at the stages where there are these annoying chocolates that keep on popping up and eating up all your super power candies. I hate chocolates in general now.

And just when you thought it cant get any worse than those damn evil chocolates, the developer decided to throw in some ticking time bombs to make our lives even more miserable. I swear I almost threw my phone to the wall on multiple occasions. 

And yet, I can't stop. It's strangely addictive, Maybe it's the fact that you only get limited lives, or maybe it's the fact that you can connect to Facebook and see where you/your friends are so that you can outplay each other and say "Ha! I'm at level 102 now while you've been stuck at level 98 for four days. LOOOOSER!" Lol.

Speaking of limited lives, I have found a way to cheat!!! Patience is really not one of my strong points so waiting for 30 minutes to get one life or waiting for your friends to give you life (one time I called a friend at 4am to give me life) just don't jive with me. And thank god that for some reason every time I tried to buy lives, they rejected my card. Otherwise I would probably beat that girl who spent USD100 for this game.

The cheat allows you to get unlimited lives. And all you have to do is change the time or date of your phone forward! And voila! Max 5 lives. Repeat the process once you have run out of lives again. 

Ok that's all for now. I'm gonna continue playing. Been stuck at level 116 the whole day. Time to crush some motherf***** chocolates BYE!

Friday, March 15, 2013

The Perfect Woman

It's no secret that I am head over heels in love with Adriana Lima. But a close second has to be Sofia Vergara. Apart from being a latino (I think latinos are insanely hot) and her ridiculous body, she is beyond hilarious.

And there is nothing sexier than a woman with a wicked sense of humour. 

I first knew her as Gloria from Modern Family, which is THE BEST SHOW EVER. I thought she was just funny on the show, but then I found these videos on Ellen:

This one is my favorite!

See what I mean?

Excuse me while I wipe off my drool.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

How To Stay Happily Married

Being the first one to get married among my circle of friends, I always get asked if it is hard to stay in a marriage. And now that a lot of them are married themselves, the question now becomes HOW do we stay married throughout the years (because for some of them the honeymoon period is over and the real deal has begun).

In all honesty and in all seriousness, it is hard.

When you first get hitched, everything is just so effortless and euphoric that you can't imagine marriage being any other way. I hate to break it to you but it won't last so you better enjoy it while you can. 

Ok I sound like a bitter divorcee hahaha.

The thing is, at some point you will take each other for granted and hearts will get broken along the way. It's inevitable. Suddenly online shopping/PS3/your phone is more interesting that your spouse. Your spouse's quirkiness that used to be so adorable to you is now annoying (he used to think that it's so cute when I hog the comforter in my sleep, not anymore LOL).

So what do you do when you've reached this stage? Does it mean that you've fallen out of love? Or that you married the wrong person? It's easy to come to these conclusions, which unfortunately may lead to infidelity or god forbid, divorce.

But if you truly love your spouse and you want a happy marriage (you'd be surprised as to how many people out there are stuck in an unhappy marriage), you need to be willing to make the effort. Both of you. There will be bumps along the way, you have to figure out how to work things out together. 

In 2 months, Nadri and I would be married for 6 years. I am not going to lie, there were times where I just wanted to strangle him, he has driven off in anger, I lost count of the number of phones that I have smashed, I have changed his name in my contacts from "Sayang" to "Idiot". But at the end of the day, we always patch things up, we have better understanding of each other, and I know in my heart that I love him and I only want to be with him.

Here are some of the things that I have found to be helpful in making our relationship work throughout these years:

1. Be realistic

For the women:

Don't expect to be treated by your husband exactly the way you were when you first dated/got married (100 calls a day, diabetically sweet messages, holding hands even when eating, the whole shabang). Because us women change over time too.

For example, when I first became his wife/girlfriend, I wanted to look my best all the time. I took hours to figure out what to wear and I ordered food that were easy to eat when we go out.  Now, when we go for super early breakfast, I don't even shower. I just wash my face, brush my teeth, put on jeans and t-shirt and I'm good to go. Huge ass burgers? No problem. I eat with my hands, get sauce on my chin, nose and sometimes forehead.

It's only natural that during the early stages we want to impress the other person so we'd go the extra mile, no?

And ladies, please don't believe everything that you see in the movies.

Not gonna happen

For the men:

Yes wives are supposed to listen to their husbands but that doesn't mean that they have no say at all. I find that men are quick to quote hadith/sunnah when it benefits them. Like polygamy or the fact that the wives are not allowed to disobey the husbands. And yet they have no idea about our religion's teachings that ask men to be kind to their wives and respect them.

Also, wives are not maids

2. Quality Time

Ok first you need to know, what is quality time? It is when you and your spouse give undivided attention to one another. So having dinner while the two of you are doing your own thing with your phone is NOT quality time.

Quality time doesn't have to be long hours either. For us, sometimes if we're too busy/tired we just spend 10 minutes cuddling in bed to talk before going to sleep (I told him that kissing me goodnight and saying he loves me does not count, because that is a routine).

The key is to not find the time, MAKE time.

3. Compromise

This is basic stuff.  No matter how in love you are with each other, both of you are still different individuals with different backgrounds, needs and expectations. There will definitely be areas whereby you're both on completely different sides.

This is easier said than done for me because I'm unbelievably stubborn. When Nadri told my parents  that he wanted to marry me, my parents actually tried to talk him out of it ok! Because they said I'm headstrong, I have a temper and I could not cook to save my life. They were surprised that someone wanted to make me his life partner -__________________________-

To top it all off, my ego is the size of Russia.

So to me, my way is always always ALWAYS the right way. It was impossible for me to even consider otherwise. But throughout the years, I've learned to let go of my reign bit by bit. I would still try to get him on my side first, but if it really can't be done, then fine I would meet him halfway *sulks*

I also learned how to say sorry. Previously I would (sometimes) say it only if he said it first.

4. Grooming

Ladies, being a wife or a mom does not mean that you don't have to take care of yourself. I have never ever felt that way. If anything, I feel like I have more reasons to look nice for him. Most men want what they can't have. The least we can do is remind them that what they already have is pretty darn awesome.

5. Some things are meant to be private

Another thing is to try to keep an air of mystery. Marriage is not a license for you to let everything loose. Like, try not to fart in front of them so soon hahahaha. After a year ok la I guess. But imagine if you start farting in front of each other from day 1! Also, don't do #1 or #2 when your other half is in the shower. I don't even shave my legs in front of him. I just think that some things are better done in private.

A friend told me that she asked her husband to wash her sanitary pads for her after she delivered. I was completely horrified. I'm not saying she's wrong because she was in pain and she needed help and her husband was also very nice to oblige without complaining but personally I wouldn't even consider that. In the future when I'm super old and helpless, that's a different story though.


6. Communication

I saved the most important for last. This is the fundamental of a successful and happy marriage.

We're not mind readers. Being in love does not mean that we can pass telepathic messages to each other. If you're upset or you have concerns, speak up. I don't know why this is so hard for some people. If you bottle up your feelings inside, it will just eat you up and you will develop resentments towards your partner. How to be happy like that?

Usually it's the women who have issues.  Men are quite straightforward. We tend to over analyze even this tiniest details. So we're the ones who need to learn how to communicate our feelings.

And please don't try to drop hints and expect your husbands to get them. Men are so clueless and dense. In the end we get pissed off even more because here we are giving them the cold shoulder or giving cryptic answers to their questions and yet they act like nothing is going on. One time Nadri came to talk to me, I just stared at my phone and answered him curtly, hoping that he'd know that I was upset. But instead he thought that I was busy chatting with my friends, so he played PS3. I blew up 10 seconds after that.

Communication doesn't have to be verbal. For me, there is always a tendency for me to lose my temper when discussing issues with him verbally because I feel like sometimes he's not even listening to my points, instead he is thinking about how to counter my previous statement.

Because of that, what we would usually do is, we would try to sleep on it, and when we're calmer the next day, we would text about it. That is way more effective for us because we get to read the texts over and over again to fully understand what the other person is feeling, and have ample time to really think about what we're going to say in respond.

In a nutshell, good communication will make or break a marriage.

So yeah, that's all I could think of for now. I would like to clarify this is not me giving marriage advice because I am certainly no expert. I'm only sharing what makes our relationship work.

P/S: Syg, I know you're reading this because you're my number one fan hehe. Thank you for being patient with me and for making the effort to make us better. I think we make a pretty good team *high five* Love you :)

Monday, March 4, 2013

Mommy's Girl

The three of us were walking around when Alayna suddenly made a detour into a shop..

"Oooh so pretty"

"Papa can I buy one?"


"Let's get you new toys instead ok?"

"Mommy lets go!"


Random Midnight Makeover

Last Friday night after his futsal session, Nadri saw that he had a few missed calls from my Diy and a text from her asking him to tell me to call her back because of something urgent (ever since Alayna my phone is perpetually on silent mode).

He arrived home at 1am, opened the door, and saw me, Diy, Shazs and Reen in the living room.

Putting make up on each other.

"This is what's urgent?", he rolled his eyes. 

My friend Shazs who's working in Melbourne, recently came back for 2 weeks. Since she was so busy squeezing everyone in for catch up sessions during her short stay, she hardly had any free time before 11pm. So I suggested late supper but Diy wanted to play makeover, which explains why they were all at my house at 12 midnight armed with their make up bags.

MUA terlampau
I did Shazs' make up
She wanted this look.  

My make up by Shazs
Diy & Reen experimented with the colors in Urban Decay's Vice Palette. 

"Hey, we should camwhore using the macbook. Got timer!" 
Let's go to sleep for real guys, it's 5 a.m already

I finally crawled into bed at about 5.30 am. Good times.