Tag: love
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London Lovin’: Notting Hill
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 personal…
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Book Review: I Heart New York
Whenever I’m done with a grueling day at work, a piece of light, fun chick-lit (or the likes of it) brings back the cheer in me. Lindsey Kelk’s humour is not at Sophie Kinsella’s, but rather, in a homelier manner her characters are likeable, relatable and slapstick funny. I couldn’t help liking Angela Clark. She…
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Travel-diary: Salzach River, Salzburg Austria
Along Makartsteg, a bridge over the Salzach River: It is the ‘Pont Neuf’ of Salzburg’s city centre, where lovers lock down physical embodiments that signify the fidelity of their love. Makartsteg Bridge was named after the 19th century Historicist painter Hans Makart, born and raised in Salzburg, who became famous as a painter of the Viennese…
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Book Review: The Food of Love
I’ve truly learnt a lot of Italian phrases from Anthony Capella and here are some of my favourites: “…what your first Italian date told you to say to anyone who got fresh with you..” 1.“Cacati in mano e prenditi a schiaffi” lit: Take a shit on your hands and then smack your own face 2.“Lei e’un…
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Food Heaven: Brisbane
My favorite minced beef pie from Pie Face! Continental Breakfast with the crew Grocery loot to go with with my book and Aussie channels. Nibble fest.
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You don’t have to say you love me
“I suppose the things that you always take for granted, that you don’t even notice, are what you miss the most.” — Sarra Manning (You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me)
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Psychoanalysis of Strangers
We all derive false impressions upon first sight. I see an old lady with a jewellery pushcart and think how pitiable to be working at her age. She must be terribly in need of money, or perhaps her children have left her. My mind goes wild thinking of possibilities to define her situation. Don’t we…
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Dancing to the backdrop of a slow descending grey
Found this picture which reminds me of how I was when I was young (but obviously this kid is so much cuter, thinner, and prettier than I was), in leotards + black tights and pink ballet shoes, (ribbons/bows in my hair because mummy loves them on my hair), stretching in chinese dance class. I miss…
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♛ Scarlet Carousel | oo1
{Installation} – [oo1] …he rolls the strange word around his tongue, “Home.”To a vagabond, the concept of belonging constantly emerges as an entirely new sensation. January 2017South Korea Jae cruises down Myeongdong alley, slows down only to briefly admire a pair of attractive well-heeled legs that were thinly veiled by sheer hosiery, elegantly crossed at…
Viktoria Jean 