The Ultimate DIY Wedding Dress

A quick one before I take a (really late) shower.

I was clicking on a link shared by my friend Sya on FB (whom I have already mentioned on this blog to be kind of my news feed for everything humanity and eco related), and then I saw on the right, a link to a story about a lady who got married in a $36 wedding dress DIY-ed from bread tags!


Apparently she happened to have been collecting the bread tags since years ago and it became a running joke with her boyfriend that they’d get married once she has enough tags to make a dress! Ok I think that’s what the story is, from my quick read! Read the full story here.

Now this is like totally combining kakak myweddreams’ infographic on designing your own wedding dress and kakak pretty orkid cum DIY Queen’s tendencies (tapi dengar-dengar dah turun takhta kasi mahkota pada kakak eleventh october eh – btw, tahniah awak, tak sabar nak tengok muka awak terpampang kat website banner LOL)!

This lady even blogged about her journey in putting together Nadine (oh yes, she gave the dress a name!) So if any of you out there want to grab that Wedding DIY Queen title from the two kakaks up there, start collecting something from now and learn the ropes here to construct your own Melur / Melati / Cempaka! Or how about naming your dress after me, since I gave you the idea? Hahahah *shameless*! But my name has a good meaning hokay!

Now, let me see, what do I have around the house that have been collecting for years? Ada pun buku dengan suratkhabar berlambak-lambak ah! Bapak aku punya khazanah! Macam ni jadi lebai pengantin malang, baik lupakan sudah!


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The Virgin Brazilian – Be Brazen

So my body responded to my mental / emotional stress and now I’m down with fever. And what better way to spend time while waiting for my turn to see the doctor, than to blog, right?

Let’s pick up from the little background – since I was heading to the Arab Street area and I was looking for a place to do my threading, I turned to Google and keyed in ‘threading bugis’. I was thinking of a shop in Bugis Junction or nearby as I would be taking the train there. On page 2 of the search results, this link caught my attention as it is described as “located in the heart of Arab St”:


How convenient, right?

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On the bus ride home…

Sometimes I feel like I’m not capable of doing anything right. Or well, either. There has been far too many unproductive days that the hole I’ve dug for myself seems too deep to climb out of.

My mom once asked me, are you sure you’re ready for marriage? As in ready, mentally?

Now I’m not sure if I have ever been a fully functioning, contributing adult. Perhaps I have allowed myself to be stuck in ‘delayed adolescence’? Too much daydreaming, too much procrastinating, too much ‘no mood to do anything’, too much ‘do whatever I feel like doing, even though it’s neither important nor necessary nor urgent’?

I wake up every work day, wishing I didn’t have to wake up at all. Time never seems enough for me, yet the moment time frees up in my schedule I refuse to use it to do what I have to be doing,  to avoid career suicide. I let myself get distracted by so many unimportant, unnecessary, un-urgent things.

And now I find myself turning to food for comfort again.

How long has it been since I smiled genuinely (instead of nervously, wryly, sarcastically) at work? Days? Weeks? Months?

They say you’re supposed to get better with time and experience. It seems to me it’s been like a downward spiral since I first started close to four years ago.

The Virgin Brazilian – A Little Background

Here it is! It’s the real deal, girls!

(By the way, congratulations for making it to this exclusive reader list! Haha… right.)

Now wouldn’t you all be so excited to read THE actual post? Well I started typing this out with the intention of making it THE post, but as usual, my long grandmother storytelling tendency took over, so this shall be a little (long) introduction to the whole historic moment.

So, as all of you know, I just went (just, as in at 1pm on Saturday, 13 April 2013) for my virgin brazilian waxing session. Now, I thought I would be totally hesitant and super shy and consider it a gazilion times before I pluck up the courage to go. Surprisingly, this was a totally spontaneous decision. Why is that?

Here’s a little background:

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The Virgin Brazilian – A Prologue

And so I did it!

Errrr, not that kind of did it.. I’m talking about my virgin, that is, first experience doing brazilian waxing. I’m all smooth and clean, down front and back! *giggles*

Now, I’m all raring to share about my experience, but it would have to be a private, for ladies-only post. So how will this work?

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