Gambatte!

Rate cards kicking in the back seat and parties moving to the front seat, this week have been a really hectic week. Up to my neck with so many projects my eyes will go blind from excessive glare from the computer screen, I gave my eyes a treat by feasting on the beautiful people from Men's Fashion Week @ Marina Bay Sands.

But before all that flute glass clinking with random strangers and drunk ang mohs, I have a scrumptious dinner of pancakes at Strictly Pancakes for Rachel's Forever 21 with the lovelies Adlin and En Ci, catching up and share each other's workload, stress, corporate grapevine and worries. 

Pardon the really sucky photographs, but I really suck at taking pictures.

MFW has been a rather expatriate affair, and I'm mildly surprised to see Fei Yue to have a booth there. Fei Yue sounds like some pasar malam counterfeit Vans. Just sayin'.

More pictures later. I'm blogging "secretly" during work.

I've said this on almost every social network accounts I have,  but I will have sex for this outfit

Met some NP BA graduates who are doing an art installation where you can grab a picture of Japan's plight, stick it on the wall, and write your well wishes. And with a generous meagre donation of $25, you are eligible to have a photoshoot in the studio there. However, since we're NP students like that and we are from m:idea, we get a free picture of us taken for free. But of course there are definitely strings attached. We have to publicise MFW in return for passes. Oh well. Oh, and Dr. Georgia Lee is damn tall. And she looks taller in real life.

And since it's lady's night and the night is still rather young, the four of us made a beeline to Zouk to get rid of the high we got from exploiting the free champagne and martinis from MFW.

Rachel so prettyyy

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