Ramblings on a Saturday Afternoon When the Pet Pig Won't SmileAs I type this post, I hold my head stiftly so that my Skin Food banana yoghurt face mask and Origins Rich Rewards hair treatment will not fall of my face and hair in gloops, likening me unbecomingly to Swamp Thing.
Earlier, I had to revisit the nail saloon, because the pedicure on my left and right big toes had chipped off mysteriously in the span of me leaving the saloon and walking to my car. Damnit, why do these things take so long to dry?! They were really accomodating and repainted my big toes French Manicure Pink for free. Good service indeeed- it's Coco Nails in Taman Desa if you are interested. I was initially torn between the chosen pink colour and another more shimmery pretty peach shade, but had I known that the name of the pink shade I chose in the end was called French Manicure Pink I wouldn't even have to deliberate because, don't you just love the name? It is apt, it is catchy, it reeks of sophistication. What's in a name, you ask? Well, a lot!
Emmi Apricot Swiss Premium Yoghurt from Cold Storage is simply devine, you can taste the fresh milkyness borne from cows grazing on quaint Alpine slopes. And it goes down so smoothly in your throat. Mmmm...It is my current favourite yoghurt brand (a serendipitous discovery!), and at RM 2.60 for a small 100 mL carton, it is not that expensive a treat when you need a pick me up. Origins Jump Start shampoo containing "Cinammon, Geranium Oil, Lavender and Ylang Ylang" is also another of my current favourite pick-me-ups. And the name, oh the name, it so very describes what I need every morning- I drag myself out of bed, in the shower, I squeeze, I lather, I rinse, I inhale the cyinammony, geraniumy, lavendery, ylang ylangy scent, and I feel a little more prepared to brave the day.
This sudden frenzy of self-pampering and indulging is to nourish my tortured soul, if you must know. A wedding I have to attend later tonight, is a secondary, insignificant reason. A third totally irelevant justification would be I was supposed to go on an outing with a group of friends that was cancelled at the last minute, hence I don't want to waste my precious Saturday. Also, I'm going to be holed up in a stuffy (if posh) hotel in KL whole of next week for work (where the parking is horrible!) sharing a suite with 5 people for a week of meetings...*sigh* I'm exaggerating the direness of my situation of course, but lately I have been in a grumpy, crabby, whiny, sullen, do-not-feel-like-talking-or-socializing-or-blogging mood for no good reason I can pin point. I simply AM. Work? Maybe. Hormones? Maybe. The haze? Maybe? Boredom? Maybe. Aimlessness? Maybe. I give up.
Brb, I need to go wash the gunk out of my hair and face.
I'm back, and where were we? I've lost my train of thoughts. Never mind.
Oooh, I love the way I smell now, even if I say so myself. The lingering scent of lucious, sweet scent of ripe bananas on my face and subtle smell of Cinnammon, Geranium, Lavender, Ylang Ylang and William's pear in my hair (I don't actually know how William's pear smells like, but since it's listed as one of the main ingreedients in my hair treatment, I'll assume that it smells like the fruity yet earthy scent that is in my hair right now). And since we're on this topic, I really love natural, subtle smells that are kind to my ultrasensitive nose like the scent of freshly baked bread, freshly baked chocolate cake, fresh tulips, fresh roses, freshly cut grass and, the damp heady scent of freshly showered skin.
I got Khaled Hosseini's new book, A Thousand Splendid Sons from LL today! Yay...can't wait to bury my nose in it! Curled up in my bed, snuggled under my blanket with the air-conditioner churning out cool, crisps air. Happiness! Life is good! Heehee...
And ooooh...I booked flight tickets to Hong Kong at the recent MATA fair for end of March. That's one of the items off my to-do list for 2008! Excited about the upcoming trip...nai cha, egg tarts, dim sum, wan ton mee...Mmmmmm...I can't wait!
And oh! I've been trying to get my pet pig on Facebook to smile. But it just simply won't no matter how many times I pet it, or what I feed it. That mournful, wretched creature!
OMG, where has time gone?! It's 5.50 pm already. I need to change, fix my hair, my makeup, figure out how to get to the wedding place by seven! Yikes, I better get going.
ps. Here's a pic of my dress!:)
pps. I really got to run now... It's 6.07 pm!!!