Roll, Roll, Rollasole…

OMG. Why didn't anyone think of this sooner?
God, save our feet!

Flats available for sale in vending machines (only in UK for now) for our tired, sore feet from those back-breaking heels. You can roll them up and place them in your handbag!

www.rollasole.com (I am so getting this)

Seeing is Believing

You really got to see Angkor Wat to experience its majesty and grandeur. The sun burn was worth it! My only regret was that I didn't own a SLR camera, cos' every spot was awe-inspiring, and yet strangely mysterious.

ruins of Bayon -very Indiana Jones

Ta-Phohm (my fave pic)

Apart from the grand Angkor Wat however, there were other temples worth seeing. Bayon was my favorite with Buddha-ish statues all around and Ta-Phohm had the tree-in-temple feel, the site felt like a labyrinth.

But away from the attractions, most of the time, I felt like a rich bastard (as in a female version). The people are ridden with post-war traumas ie. Landmines, poverty and it is heartbreaking to see landmine victims who are kids begging on the streets. I read somewhere there is someone being blown up everyday in Cambodia by landmines, and there are about 2 million landmines yet to be discovered. One in five kids does not survive past their childhood.
War really SUCKS.

headless statues in Angkor Wat- result of loot during Khmer Rouge

Stop Playing the Blame Game, Singaporeans

One of the major problems I have with Singaporeans is their failure to look within themselves when things go wrong or when things do not go their way. Disclaimer: I am talking about majority here. I think this is due to the fact that for most part of our lives, we live under the comfort of what our government/parents/schools paved for us, and when something fucks up, it is due to them telling us to do this or encouraging us to do that.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O9pCQYsEOhI

I was rather pleasantly surprised at one of the recent ads for the Speak Mandarin campaign which featured ang mo kids speaking delightfully in Mandarin. Anyone's guess is that they were probably expat kids whose parents were posted to a Chinese speaking country. I thought it was tongue in cheek, and even adorable that they could speak Mandarin quite well at such a tender age. But alas, this series of ads didn't sit so well with Singaporeans it seemed.

They whined that the ads were in bad taste as they ridiculed us locals. And that the ads had to feature foreigners to tell us or imply that we need to buck up or that our Mandarin sucked. I completely do.not.get.it and was quite infuriated with the reaction. YES, I do think the ads do have the intention of telling us 'hey, watch out, even foreigners are picking up Mandarin, the universal language of the world's largest population, and please do something about your Mandarin or at least realise the importance.' But does the government always have to tell you to do something in a feel-good manner, with good looking celebrities and one sided communication? I mean, it is ridiculous enough the government goes to the lengths of telling us to flush the toilets, get married, have kids and god forbid, be kind even (the Kindness Campaign, don't even get me started on that one)? What a joke!

I personally know the person who conceptualized the ad campaign. She was saying how fast other markets are moving in on the Chinese market, they realized that it is not just the dollars and cents, but also understanding the way the Chinese work, live and play, so that explains the surge in foreigners learning Mandarin. Singaporeans on the other hand, are a rather complacent lot.

It's about time to get off your arses and do something instead of complain, complain, complain.

Giappone!

2009 is going to be my travel year...so with the Japan holiday it's one down.

The highlights of the entire holiday were the food, meeting my Japanese friends and Ghibli Museum. Oh have I already mentioned the food?

It's my second time but I guess you can never quite get enough of Japan, with its plethora of everything. Everything is about EXCESS. Excessive amounts of choices- make up brands, food, shops, railway lines (in my opinion, Japan exists on two levels –ground level and basement that is another whole city by itself with its underground railway systems, malls and the number of people). I figured if someone should ask you which part of Japan are you from, perhaps you should answer 'Oh, I'm from Basement One' or 'I'm from the Ground level'.

The funny thing though, is that when you are in Japan, you actually want to become a better person, like being more courteous, more civic-conscious, cos' despite all their idiosyncrasies, they are such nice people!

I'm going to share pics of the glorious food I ate in Japan, not a single bad meal.

For more pics you can find it on my facebook site.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=98454&id=668328828&l=29ffa3a8eb

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=99060&id=668328828&l=d6238198a5

Horny Teens

Is the food they eat? Or the water they drink?

For the second time this week, I actually saw secondary school kids in uniform French-kissing in public, like long, deep, wet kissing with lots of tongue action. They had their eyes closed, passers-by had their eyes wide open, shocked, embarrassed, and appalled, I am not sure.

Am I a conservative? Back in my time, things like that in SG are pretty rare. The public would call the school if they see students in uniform loitering in void decks, and those kids will get demerit points/warnings etc.

Now, I read news of married teachers having sex with underaged students, boys turning fathers at the grand old age of 13, and I am like wtf? I thought these people have sex education in school, or does that mean more harm than good? http://youthphoria.stomp.com.sg/breaking_news/article/726 (check this out, teenage threesome)

I am not sure, I would be horrified if my child is one of them. Kids are growing up too fast nowadays.

Liberated

Hair is like a security blanket to a woman.
It is this blanket that gives us our character and personality and it takes particularly a great deal of courage to chop these locks off esp. since you have them with you for ages. And I mustered my courage to do this last weekend.
I can’t remember the last time I had short hair, but most people tell me they like me with my long hair, with abit of natural waves. But after countless dye jobs, perms and dried, split ends, I decided to call it a day. Just back to healthy, short hair that is low maintenance, without having to worry about a) flyaway hair sticking onto your lip-glossed lips, b) hair going into your food while eating or c) hair getting stuck into your epilator, as a result me having to cut off a part of it when all the hair you wanted removed were just those on your armpits.
And I never looked back! It feels great coming out from the hair salon. I literally felt lighter, with no excess baggage. I didn’t know hair could carry this much weight. I had compliments that I looked younger, fresher and even the reception at the salon asked for my student card. Btw, Essensuals Salon at Starhub Centre did the job- Jonathan was the bomb.

Here’s to a brand new me!

Bag Misadventures

You know, they say, a woman's weakness lies in bags. In my opinion, so do men.

Well, the fastest way to a man's heart is probably thru' his stomach, for the woman, probably a nice handbag. Not that we are materialistic, but which woman can resist them right.

So the gf of Bombay Martini wanted him to get her a sling bag from overseas whilst he was there for work. Poor fella went round looking for the brand 'Sling', thinking it was the brand of the bag she wanted, you know, along the same line as a Coach bag, Prada bag, Krumpler bag...thank god he managed to get something pretty decent and no he didn't track down the brand 'Sling'.