2014 Bucket list item #24: Get manicured in pretty pink leopard prints – check! Read Nora Roberts’ old classics at Spinelli’s while waiting to have dinner with Annabelle. Spinelli’s is so underrated in comparison to the coffee chain monopolies Starbucks and Coffee Bean. Perhaps I’m just sick of Starbucks at the moment – I usedContinue reading “My Pink Leopard Manicure”
Guess what?! I’ve decided on a long solo trip to Incheon!! Wildly excited about cafè-hopping in Hongdae, Gangnam, Itaewon and Sinchon. Even more psyched about taking dance classes in Korea. Plus I will be doing what I do best: living out of a suitcase! Perhaps I will meet Krispy, dance partner Rasoo and blast! dancers inContinue reading “Living out of a Suitcase”
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Autumn leaves crunching beneath my feet, light rain smattering wet droplets on my leather outer. Can you imagine how happy I was to see the ‘travel bookstore’ with a blue door on Notting Hill? Mostly I was busy snapping pictures, head in the clouds, wishing I could step into a bookstore and meet my personalContinue reading “London Lovin’: Notting Hill”
It’s London Lovin’ Week! Managed to tick something off my bucket list today: spend an afternoon with coffee and a book, in London’s Pret A Manger. The name Prêt à Manger means ‘ready-to-eat’ in French. The first shop was opened in Hampstead, London. (and please, it’s pronounced “pret-ah-mahn-zhay“, not “prettaye man-gurl”) What I had thisContinue reading “London Lovin’: Pret A Manger”
Traveling is indeed a discovery of the self – I’ve learnt that shopping is no fun when there’s so much sightseeing and exploration to do! While everyone else was at Serravalle (designer outlet), I took to exploring on my own. Armed with a fedora, and a city map and my batman suit, I was determined toContinue reading “Travel-diary: Naviglio grande Milano”
Fresh off a 12-hour flight to Milan, we hopped onto a three-hour railway tram into Venice. Grabbed lunch at the train station And off we go Our stop: Santa Lucia Buon Giornata, Venezia One of their prime, very beautifully hand-crafted, tourist rip-offs which are too elegant and gorgeous to look at to be of muchContinue reading “From Milan to Venice”
Josephine Tey: The Daughter of Time (1951) Raymond Chandler: The Big Sleep (1939) John le Carré: The Spy Who Came In From the Cold (1963) Dorothy L. Sayers: Gaudy Night (1935) Agatha Christie: The Murder of Roger Ackroyd (1926) Daphne du Maurier: Rebecca (1938) Raymond Chandler: Farewell My Lovely (1940) Wilkie Collins: The Moonstone (1868)Continue reading “The Top 100 Crime Novels of All Time (Crime Writers’ Association)”
Officially am the mad Asian girl snapping away with her iPhone, at architecture that citizens of Denmark would have seen all their lives. Here’s a slice of Copenhagen: the streets of Vester Farimagsgade 9 as seen through my eyes. Taking shelter underneath my umbrella in the drizzle proves to be a disadvantage, for my hands wereContinue reading “A slice of Copenhagen”
Sun, sand, sky, sea – recipe for indulgences. And thus the three of us decided to go chasing dolphins in the setting sun! Maldives is indeed the perfect getaway. Self-shot with Jocelyn, Brenda and He-Cui. My hair was especially yummy that day, with a tinge of sea-salt. The awesome crew! And thus our journey toContinue reading “Maldives – Bandos Island Resort”
We had a longer staycation in the capital of New Zealand where the sun sets at 5 late afternoon and it’s comfortably cold without needing heavy coats. Some visual simulation of Auckland’s big city sophistication as captured from my lenses… here we go!
Checked my flight this morning, I’m heading to Maldives tomorrow!! Yes please! What more can I ask for 🙂
parva leves capiunt animas (latin) Small things occupy light minds. When I signed up to fly I merely wanted to see the world in all its vast glory, I hadn’t expected to see slummage, rampant poverty, and man-made destruction. Dishearteningly these are happening so close to home. Made attempts to carry pieces of the destination homeContinue reading “parva leves capiunt animas”
Raiding the local supermarkets is a no-go action in Japan! So well-stocked such that the food&beverage galore is every Japan-enthusiast’s worst nightmare… you’ll wanna cram the entire store into your baggage home.
The minute our home-bound aircraft took off, I missed Bangkok already. Even with my infected tummy hurting so badly from seafood poisoning, the land of a thousand smiles can’t shake me off. Thailand, I will be back!! The amount of insane things we did on this trip was kept to a minimal We capped itContinue reading “[THAILAND] oo1. ISLAND AND THE CITY (Bangkok – Ko Samet)”
Bangkok (for leisure! I can finally lug my huge pink luggage out for some foreign air) Bombay Perth Haneda – Tokyo Jakarta Auckland Manila Denpasar-Bali Bangkok (again) New Delhi I seem to have an unprescribed affinity with Asian sectors. Not that I’m complaining! (: Fall in love with whatever you do, there will always beContinue reading “rough winds do shake the darling buds of May”
“I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we stillContinue reading “suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight”
“Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace. A lot of people are frightened because, when it appears, it demolishes all the old things it finds in its path. No one wants their life thrown into chaos. That is why a lot of people keep that threat under control, and are somehowContinue reading “keeping passion at bay (or surrendering blindly to it)”
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine orContinue reading “the front porch”
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, forContinue reading “it doesn’t interest me…”