Wednesday, 29 October 2014

Rose garden

Top: D&G (Similar here)
Skirt: Smooch the Label
Shoes: Beverly Feldman (Similar here)
Earrings: Vintage (Similar here) | Necklace: Quintessential (Similar here)
Bag: Gracious Aires (Similar here) | Bracelet: Gift (Similar here)
Roses are red, violets are blue. Why's it not Friday. Do you feel this way too?

While I'm not really a fan of roses as a gift (flowers die, give me something functional. I've had my eye on a Dyson vacuum and I'd be totally chuffed if I got one as a gift), I do like a garment rose motif here and there, although sparingly. Today's top caught my eye because it's well structured and the dark tone gives it some edge. Raaawwwwr.

Thanks for reading, and for the vacuum (pretty please?)!

Monday, 27 October 2014

Back to the regular scheduled program

Dress: Camille & Marc
So sleepy.
Shoes: Charles & Keith (Similar here)
Earrings: Diva (Similar here) | Ring: Unknown (Similar here)
 And I'm back! Wearing stuff! Responding to the pleas of 'where are the OOTDs? Bring back the OOTDs!' although okay, to be honest, only one person asked and I think maybe she's trying to single white female me. But I'm baaaack!

Today's outfit was partially sponsored by the Mousie's Wallet Foundation who generously donated this dress to support the Alex Wears Stuff cause. The initial goal of wearing stuff has been reached (as you can tell by my non-nudity) but donations in all forms are welcome. *coughhintcough*

Basically, it's tough work being an aspiring fashion blogger because it requires so much upfront capital expenditure. But somebody's gotta do it. You're welcome, world.

Thanks for reading, and thanks for the donations you beautiful, kind, warm, sweet, generous, lovely people.

Friday, 24 October 2014

California knows how to party (part 2)

And I'm back with another round of vacation bragging... I left off at San Francisco which I've come to learn is known as the industrial city although I really thought that it was the city of cheese and hills. Maybe even hills made of cheese.

Anyway... Day 7: After a quick breakfast at Just For You, where I had a wonderful french toast that was just for me but someone (the boo) didn't get the memo and kept swiping bites, we headed for Camp Curry in Yosemite which is where I was roughing it out (ok more like glamping, the tent has a light, a bed and is heated but there was no electricity in the tents when we arrived because of a fire that happened near the generators plus I totally had to use communal bathrooms GASP). We spent the night stargazing which included lying on the really cold floor of a field and shivering but it was very beautiful.
It's better in person.
Peekaboo! This dude and his buddy were just hanging out at the camp. Even the squirrels weren't scared of people.
Totally worth it
Day 8: After breakfast, it was ADVENTURE TIME which meant taking a strenuous 5-6 hour hike up Nevada Falls. And before you jump to the conclusion that I had to be carried up and I cried because the sun got in my eyes - You are wrong suckerrrrr! I was totally owning that mountain. But that's also because it wasn't the most strenuous route (that one is the climb up half dome and apparently there are parts where it's practically a vertical hike nothankyoudonotcomeagain). So up we went and we brought along a sandwich lunch to eat at the top of the falls which was so scenic although a squirrel kept harassing me for food. Then because the previous evening's stargazing left us wanting more, we drove an hour to some supposedly awesome vantage point (this time with blankets) and plonked ourselves down and collectively we saw 6 shooting stars which means that we win at life and all our wishes come true.

This is the way I hike.
Do not get eaten by bears.
The view from the top or at least from pretty high up
Then I took a nap!
The boo went on and on about the milky way so oohs and ahhs are appropriate now please
Day 9: We left Yosemite for its polar opposite - Las Vegas. We checked in to the MGM Grand hotel which was decent except that it doesn't provide bottled water and the hallways are ridiculously cold. We chowed on some ribs at the Grand Lux Cafe then watched the Cirque Du Soleil show Mystere which lives up to its name because it leaves you pondering mysteries, including but not limited to, 'why babies?', 'why snail?', 'can my body do that?' - I've only an answer to the last question. It's 'no'. Then the boo played some roulette because it's Vegas baby. But more importantly we ate a steak for supper at the Wolfgang Puck Bar and Grill which was pretty tender and delicious. 

Vegas reminds me of the movie setting of Who Framed Roger Rabbit
Shoe addict
I totally got scolded a second after taking this picture because evidence of debauchery isn't allowed apparently
The set of Mystere
Day 10: So in between the gambling, we ate at Gordon Ramsey's Burgr (that's not a typo) and the burger was mad yums but it was really packed so service was slow, then we ate at Project where we customised our own pizza and I realise that if I could have it my way, my ideal pizza would be garlic, onions and more garlic (for warding off vampires and any potential love interest too I guess). Then we watched another Cirque - Zumanity. All I can say is: BOOBS!!! Obviously there are no pictures of that but you can do your own google search if you really wanted to, you perv. 
Get in ma belly.
The fries were great
I'd totally have made bank if I was the sole lighting contractor
Day 11: We caught an afternoon magic comedy show by Mac King and it was pretty decent but basically the tickets were cheap and it was a nice break from all the fit Cirque bodies that made me want to take up gymnastics and stop eating food forever. And because we're fancy people, we had dinner at L'atelier by Joel Robuchon. Their starters were FANTASTIC and I was darn near licking the plates to get every last bit of deliciousness. Their mains and desserts were slightly disappointing, while tasty, they weren't as mind-blowing as their starters. But the service was beyond excellent!
The kitchen in the front had our attention the whole night
Spinach and cheese foam was delightful
Duck gyozas with more foam
Day 12 and 13: We headed back to Irvine and were welcomed back by Olive and Mike who kindly prepared ribs, artichoke, and vegetables for another successful BBQ dinner. The next day, we went to the outlet mall at Orange where the boo bought his weight in Penguin shirts. Then we watched Fury in the cinema which left me...Furious. Ba dum tssshhhh.
Welcome home guys - eat food now.
Day 14: More outlet shopping but this time at Citadel which was enroute to LA. We were very successful in stimulating the US economy. You're welcome, America. Then we had dinner at Umami Burger and the boo was so certain that Nicholas Hoult (Beast from X-Men) was sitting behind me. So when he and his friends got up to leave, I went to ask him for a picture. But he seemed kind of disinterested (which was probably my fault since I didn't even know his name or who he was at the time) so I decided against pressing for it. His friends were super nice and chatted to me so does that mean I'm famous too? Autograph signing here for 10 bucks a pop.
He's the one photobombing and totally ruining my picture.
I ate this.
I didn't eat this but it looks nicer in photos than the one I ate
Then we met my cousin moo and husband Adam for the Haunted Hayride (Halloween is taken very seriously here guys so they've got these haunted houses and activities for the month of October) and we sat in some buggy that was pulled by a tractor through a field in Griffith Park with a whole bunch of scary scenarios and people who jump out at you and scream in your ear. 
I look like I just jumped into some stranger couple's photo
The carousel had horse skeletons for spooky effect. And it went backwards so looking at it made me sick.
I've made a terrible mistake
I made some friends
Day 15: We did some last minute gift shopping for our moms and aunts so that meant lots of nuts. I'm not sure what it is about these nuts, and whether there's some conspiracy by the nut factories of America but everyone above the age of 50 asks for nuts when people travel to the states. True story. We hit up a farmers market then Trader Joe's for our nutty goods and steaks for our BBQ dinner. Then we went to Fashion Island to the Penguin store there because apparently you can never have too much Penguin. I imagine if it was the animal I was talking about, I'd be more excited. 
Tip: look for 'certified organic' because some pretend to be but aren't actually
Too. Much. Eating.
Chef Boo hard at work
It was a lovely vacation and aside from shopping, I really enjoyed hiking Yosemite. I'd love to head back to the states again sometime in the near future but you know what? I'm really happy to be back and I'm not sure if I can stay away for so long because.... 
I MISSED NACHOOOOO!!!!
Thanks for reading! Go hug a dog now!

Wednesday, 22 October 2014

California knows how to party (part 1)

I am back from my 2 - 3 week hiatus in which time I travelled to California where I climbed a bunch of mountains, ate too many pizzas and applied sunblock like it was going outta style (but it's never going out of style because the sun can KILL! Apply that SPF liberally, kids). 

You know those times when your friends want to show you vacation pictures featuring like 42898467486 species of plants they saw, 5482563847 shots of them eating food,  and another 3892175478 pictures of them posing in front of rocks and stuff - and you politely smile and feign interest? Well, consider that good practice because I've got a bunch of vacay pics coming up and I'm using this post as my travel diary so that in years from now, I can be all like 'Oh yeah I ate that' or whatevs.


Day 1: Got our rental car from Enterprise Cars then headed for Irvine just in time for the Michigan-Rutgers match followed by a delicious BBQ dinner with the family.
BBQ king Mike chopping the beef for maximum yums
Day 2: I was all like 'pffft what jetlag?' but then woke up at 1pm so yeaaaaah. After a late lunch at Beachcomber at Newport Beach, our day was pretty much over so we capped it with a dip in the hot tub and a take-home pizza from Mod.
My awesome god-parents and some unintentional matchy-matchy
Newport Beach is postcard worthy - Wish you were here!
Day 3: The road trip begins! We brunched at 28 Beach then walked about Venice Beach looking at men whose arm muscles were larger than my head. We popped into Camarillo for some outlet shopping before dinner in Santa Barbara with aunty Belita and her family.
The French Toast at 28 Beach is a whole lotta noms.
Searching for muscular men
The view from aunty Belita's is phenomenal
Day 4: Had a quick breakfast at Crush Cakes which had great coffee then we started on our journey towards Big Sur. People had been telling me that we HAD to drive along the coast because it was supposed to be super beautiful but we saw a whole lotta fog. On a whim, we decided to stay one night in Big Sur so we booked a cabin at Ripplewoods. We had a kind of pricey and not great meal at Deetjens but the night ended on a high - we lit a campfire because we're outdoorsy people and drank beer and ate cheese in front of the fire.

Crush Cakes breakfast for one shared by two
It's a motherfricking cabin in the (ripple)woods.
Caveman make fire.
Day 5: We went for a morning hike because I'm an action outdoorsy person ok? Don't let my ghostly pallor deceive you. Then we drove through Carmel (so pretty!) and Monterey (not so pretty) and stopped to eat at Mundos Cafe before heading to San Francisco. We ended up being extremely cool and eating cheese at Mission Cheese which is some hipster cheese and beer place that only cool people go to before having a fancy meal at Abbot's Cellar with Nik and GP who were so lovely to let us crash at their beautiful home.

What is that smell? Oh. it's nature.
This is the face one makes after eating way too much cheese.
Abbot's Cellar is a fancy person place with a cool interior.
Day 6: Mousie raved to me about the lemon ricotta pancakes at Plow so obvi that was the first place we ate at before we did the touristy thing of walking around Pier 39 at Fisherman's Wharf where we saw a bunch of sea lions not doing anything and played a couple of games at the Musee Mecanique.

Then GIMMEAFRICKINMEDAL because we went tandem cycling across the Golden Gate Bridge (I can't actually cycle) and had lunch at a Greek deli in Sausalito before taking a ferry back to San Fran. 

We dropped by my cousin Zack's place to look in awe at his kegerator (a keg fridge which brings him so much joy I had to mention it here) then had a wonderful pizza at Tony's Pizza.

1 minute before I inhaled my food and it was byebye lemon ricotta pancakes
That's what I look like first thing in the morning.
He's pretending to be the captain of the tandem bike but we all know who the real boss is
The weather in Sausalito was way nicer.
I want to marry Tony's Pizza
Ladies, my cousin Zack is single and has a kegerator.
This is where I sign off because I have to take Nacho out for a poop but I'll continue part 2 another day. Hope you enjoyed my vacay pics! (You smile politely and feign interest).