Sometimes, things die, and there’s nothing we can do to stop it.

Death comes. Sneakily, it creeps up on us, when we are at our most unsuspecting. It seeps into our lives, into every crevice, spreading its staleness and gloom.

It doesn’t announce its arrival; we would be prepared. It doesn’t grow too fast; we would notice.

The mastery of its coming is that when we realise its here- it’s too late. Death is inevitable.

I have a sudden urge to gush. It may or may not have been related to my maggi mee lunch. For some reason, I felt very bimbo after eating it.

So.

I realise I really love suede leather. It’s like the best type of leather there is! Soft, nice to touch, pretty looking, and fuurrryyyyy.

It’s not old and frumpy like pebbled leather, and it doesn’t try too hard to be cool like patent leather. (On normal non-gushing days I like all leathers.)

And although it’s supposedly the hardest type of leather to clean, I just realised that it’s not that tough! i found some black mark on one of my suede bags (dunno how it got there), I just used a pencil eraser, and voila! No more stain.

Zomgs. *runs off to hug all her suede bags*

Post-note: I just had some pumpkin puree thing that my maid made for me. And I have another bimbo revelation. I need more clothes.

Tired. No energy to narrate. Photos.

The whole gang.

The punctual people, Kitty, Shuyun, Hendri.

The almost punctual soon kueh, Krisandro.

A punctual person with an almost punctual soon kueh.

The punctual sushi.

The latecoming sashimi, with the technically not late (and very camera ready- look at him) Ridzuan (because he technically wasn’t supposed to be here).

The very late Sylv with the very (unusually) punctual Wendy.

The stuff Wendy did when she got bored.

Post-note: A certain smelly person commented that I mentioned everyone but him.

So eh, thank you Smelly for gracing us with your smelly presence! My pink glittery nails would not have been possible without you!

… does this count as a mention of him? The focus seems to be more on my nails hor. HAHAHA.

All the (pretty) things I’m going to sell is now on a site! On http://wenderella.com/shop/, a.k.a. Wenderella’s Wardrobe. Man, I love those W’s. Hahaha, it’s more for bo liao ness than anything else but I’m quite impressed by myself. Go take a look please! Not to buy (but I won’t stop you if you want to, hehe), but to look at my layout please please!

My very humble opinion is that it trashes all the blog shops out there flat okay. FLAT! *demure cough* Soo, um. Hee hee.

Anyway I got a new Coach wristlet up for sale.

Have way too many (that I haven’t even used yet). Too manyyyy!

So my shoe rack arrived today. And muacks, I love it!

My shoes finally have a home. They are eternally grateful to the mum. The Mao loves it too. Look at him sniffing. Wahahaha.

Time to buy more shoes!