Mannequin

No! Not the 80's movie. Though Andrew McCarthy was such a doll!

But I have this sudden urge to buy a mannequin. Yeah, like as in the store front mannequins. Don't ask me why. All this stress must be taking its toll on my brain cells!

Soundtrack of the day: Can I Play With Madness - Iron Maiden

Les Miserables: The Revenge

Who says misery loves company? Since when did misery happen en masse? I, for one, certainly need the company.

Fags are the next best thing to grabbing a piece of noose at the moment. That's all there is to say.

What I bought today: Accessories

A few accessories this time. Again a dateless (and probably meaningless) purchase that does nothing to cure the feeling of misery.

What I bought today: Clothes by Tiffany Ambers

I will not bother stating when I bought these, because my memory has failed me. Suffice to say I bought these (on different days) some time this month in a mock attempt to numb my depression.

All the items are by a local Nigerian designer, Tiffany Amber.

I tell you, euphoria certainly doesn't last.

What I bought today: 300 Comic in Hard Cover

Not today (as you see I'm having backlogs of shopping here), but yesterday.

I actually saw this last week but was comtemplating since it was the only copy. Then my sister *screams* that she wants it. Good thing about Nigeria is that no one really cares about these things. So when I went to the shop yesterday, lo and behold the one sole copy was still there.

So here it is Spartans, the 300 comic book (if you can call it that) in all its technicolour glory:

What I bought today: Chloe Bay Tote in Blanc

...well not really, but rather what I bought 2 weeks ago. Because I have been a rather depressed, miserable and sodding old cow lately, I have decided to lighten up my blog entries from here onwards. Plus, it just occured to me that my blog hasn't really lived up to its name.

My blog's moto from now on will be (or along the lines of), "I AM SUPERFICIAL".

So....what did I buy, I hear you say? Well here's the incriminating evidence - a Quilted Chloe Bay Tote in Blanc.

Here's to superficiality. *cheers* *chink*

Les Miserables

Almost a month of no blogging. Truth to be told I have not been feeling inspired to write.

For one thing I am now back in Nigeria avec Laukong mais sans les enfant. So life sucks! Les Miserables just about sums it up.

Now lets' see how fast you can say, "Guess, we're no longer in Kansas, Toto!"

M O S C H I N O

I have just purchased 5 Moschino items online. Do you remember those Moschino bags, in its hey-day during the early 90's, with the individual gold lettering? (must say no one had trouble spelling M.O.S.C.H.I.N.O. after that) Well, I bought 3 bags and 2 accessories from that line *see net-a-porter, my credit card does match with the billing address I sent you. For I am THE bonifide owner of said credit card. Your loss, I guess, for I could have upped your March sales by thousands of GBP*

Anyway, before you scream "IDIOT!!" - I happen to love that line from Moschino! They don't make those bags anymore. I guess they're not friends with Redwall anymore (?). I have been searching high-and-low for them and have had no success. The current bags that they do are just too whimsical for me (hey, I can DO whimsical but just not in that dose).

Now let's see how fast you can say "UPS!!"

I got a Brazilian

Hahaha! Not of the southern region! But at least I got your attention.

I finally took the plunge and bought the Luella Gisele bag. I wasn't sure initially of its authenticity because I thought the price was suspiciously low. I recall in Dubai it retailed at just under DH3000. But after I did some research yesterday, at both eBay and with the help of a couple of PF'ers, I was convinced I was onto the real deal.

So I went. I inspected. And I paid. Finally, a Luella Gisele! I'm so darned pleased with myself, especially as I got a bargain.

300 & a couple of Scrappers

2 Things:
1) Yesterday we dined in hell.
2) Today we scrapped our way through the day.

1) No, not really. We watched the long awaited 300 movie. Contrary to 'popular' review, I thoroughly enjoyed. It lived up to its trailer, and then some! It's one of the best movies I have seen in a long time - except for Music and Lyrics. But then again that's in a different genre - like, totally.

2) I've finally taken the plunge enrolling in the scrapbooking class at Shabby Chic, The Mall. The class was supposed to be between 2-5pm. But we only finished around 7:30!! It was really hard work. But Irene (our dear teacher) was such an angel, ever so patient with us scrapbooking dummies. My theme? My Babies - of course! No, not the handbags. After class ended, I spent another hour with Irene picking and selecting for my 'starter' kit with a few month's supply of papers to stock up for my trip back to Nigeria.

Mad Max Shake(s) the Disease

My apologies for the rather incoherent previous 2 posts. But here's more for your time and patience.

You see, I have been "dead" for the past 3 days and have only just gotten up today. I had written them while I was in and out of consciousness (would have loved to say in a higher state of conciousness from all the piriton). Yes, I have caught the flu - BIG time!

And yes, I did get my dose of The Dome's chicken and mushroom pie today thankyouverymuchforasking. Plus, pumpkin soup (Laukong said it would be good for my sinus)...and calamari and chips (it was supposed to be a "sharing-and-caring" thing, but I think I was in a "clean-plate club" mode tonight)...and a Crunchie chocolate thingy latte drink...and a can of coke (not the diet kind, thankyouverymuch)...and a glass of freebie water (oooh, healthy choice mate!)...and a pot of Earl Grey Tea (for the sinus again).

I was about to mention that the one good thing about being this ill, is that it's God's way of helping me lose a kilo or two. After The [Thunder]Dome (am feeling rather 80's tonight), NAH! Oh, perish the thought!

Those silly people are still bothering me again with so-called "anxious" e-mail telling me I should rectify my credit card billing address. What are these people? If I had a penis, I would call them bloody cock-teasers. Except I don't have one - last time I checked anyway...unless you read my last post - but that's another story. While we're on this topic, apparently Laukong read it (I can assure you that he only ever reads my blog when I tell him to at point blank, but of course, dahlink - he knows where the couch is) - he must have this built-in sixth sense (like his nipple itches or something) to tell him that he has been bitched about in his wife's blog. Anyway, I digrest. Back to the story>

Well, what can I say? I have done all I could possibly have done. I went to the bank last Monday to correct my mailing address, and apparently THAT's still NOT the correct address according to this website's credit card company-thingy-wachamcallit. I've even given them my old billing address, just in case. What's a girl to do, meh? I cannot prove any more that I am the bonafide (wow big word! brains must be producing new brain cells today) owner of the bloody-bunking-effing credit card.

Simple solution is to book first flight to Singapore tomorrow and just get the bloody (yes, the 'B' in B Bag now stands for bloody) bag over and done with! Simple! Why complicate life begging other people (and a frigging virtual customercare service centre at that! Aptly named, I'm sure) and justifying my ownership of the effing credit card! Go Singapore, got Fendi KANTONG some more!

Anyway, rantings aside (I'm soooo over this B Bag thing)....I must say I have been blessed by all things 80's tonight. Evidence? Tribute to Depeche Mode (or something of that nature) was on Channel [V] whilst we were at The [Thunder}Dome-we-don't-need-another-hero.

I *heart* Dave Gahan. I was so Mrs Gahan in the 80's and I still am sooo. Actually, that's not true. I'm lying through my sinus. I was so Mrs Alan Wilder (those who don't know, go Wiki him) in the 80's. Dave was his stand-in. Then Nik Kershaw. Then Tom Bailey. Sometimes not necessarily in that order. Then I went to the Dark-side when Bros came along. But we shall not dwell into that today.

Tonight, I shall share with you my 80's inspired *ahem* inspiration. Indulge me, ladies & gents.

CUE: Record screeching sound.

Actually scrap that. I'll do that another day. More excuse to have an 80's entry.

Puteribelibelah could be a she-male?!

I just have to write/type/whatever this post as I think. Will write a proper post/entry/whatever later/after this jump (did I say this in the right context - anyway I digrest).

I was being my usual kay-poh-ness (yes, I have been known to be kay-poh) by reading other people's blogs. Anyway, I came across a picture of Linda of AF2 or was it 3 or whatever fame. The picture reaffirms my thoughts of her looking ratherly *ahem" for want of a better word manly. I recall Laukong commented that he's rather a big fan of hers *READ: fancies her rather and I retorted she looks like a pondan.

Then a thought just occured to me that maybe Laukong is into she-males Then another thought occurs - if Laukong is into she-males, does this mean that I look like one too?

Hungry

I am hungry. Am thinking chicken and mushroom pie at The Dome. Of course it's 5:10 in the morning Brunei Time - doh!

Dome Head

We had a late lunch at The Dome today after picking up first-born from school. Is it just me or is that restaurant hot? And I don't mean the outdoor downstairs area. Unless I have really thick skin, The Dome has some serious a.c. defiency problem. Can someone please sponsor them some high horse-powered a.c.? I would but I have other priorities, like, er, handbags.

Speaking of handbags, my B Bag made it's maiden debut yesterday. Yes, I am coming to terms with the colour. Oh did I tell you that my online purchase is still being rejected after correcting my billing address yesterday. Bye-bye my other B Bag. Guess it really wasn't meant to be. *Sob*

I bought a pair of black flip-flops today at Bata. Then I realised it was Havaianas. Cool! What a bargain! Although Laukong will tell you "au contraire" at B$29.99 a pop. Now I have footwear to match my new Sab55 black dress. Question is, where to shall I wear the outfit?

I was feeling rather generous today - payday might have something to do with it - so I bought my 2 sisters an iPod Nano each just because.

B Bag - so NOT maroon!!

Laukong arrived last night and brimming with excitement unpacked my B Bag first thing. Oh the pain! The agony! The bag is soooo NOT maroon. It is brown!!! Those people in Fendi must be colour blind! Snap, crackle and pop goes my effing heart!! Not a hint of red in sight. (Hey, that ryhmes!). At first I thought it must be the lighting in our bedroom.

Well, now that it is daylight - it's even browner than last night. Oh the pain! The agony! This must be the most expensive mistake of my life. Well. Actually my car is the most expensive mistake of my life. But that's another story. It has since found a new home with my mum.

Pffffffft!!!! Well, what can I say? Anyone wishing to buy a brown Fendi B Bag, please leave a message on the comment section. Grrrr!

B Bag - so YES!!

Laukong called from Fendi to tell me that he has the Spy Bag right in front of him. They only have the dark brown one and a lighter brown one. Hmmm.....decisions, decisions, decisions. How desperate am I for the Spy bag? Do I really want another brown bag? The shade of brown is the same as my Dior Gaucho and Chloe Paddington. ANSWER: Not really. No, I don't need another brown bag. No, my first choice is still the off-white Spy Bag.

So, do they have the B Bag instead. ANSWER: Yes! Loads! Which colour?

Me: Do they have patent yellow?
Laukong: Yes.
Me: How about pink?
Laukong: It's too 80's. It makes me want to sing "Pop Goes My Heart".
(Sales Girl in the back ground: How about navy blue?)
Me: Yuck! No. And no canvas. It gets dirty easily. Tell you what, let me call (GF) and I'll call you back.

A frantic S.O.S. call to a dear friend followed. At times like these, I was not in the right state of mind to be the sole decision-maker. Indeed, life is full of tough choices. VERDICT: Red. Yes, it will go nicely with the black and white dress that I bought yesterday.

They don't have it in red but they do have maroon. So what does Laukong think? VERDICT: He likes! Apparently it matches the gold hardware and doesn't quite make his heart go "pop".

ENDING: SOLD!

p/s Cannot wait to hold my new possession in my arms. Laukong will be back tomorrow. Will post pictures soon. "Pop! Goes my heart!!!"

B Bag - so NOT! + My Road to Redemption

I got an e-mail notification *ahem* notifying me that my online purchase cannot proceed because my billing address does not match. Grrrr!!!! Today conveniently is a public holiday (thanks to National Day. Happy Indepence Day Brunei, by the way). So this means I am completely helpless in trying to rectify my God damn billing address with the bank. ARGHHHH!!!

Good-bye, B Bag. The thought of holding you in my arms was good while it lasted.

While I was in my mourning period, the mother-in-law invited me for dinner at the Airport Restaurant along with 2 aunts-in-law, a brother-in-law and my first-born. I have redeemed myself after this morning's hoo-ha (see previous post).

Unfortunately I have nothing much to say about the food, except it was really awful, awful, and awful. However, I must confess that the renovation has been er, tastefully done.

p/s I saw "a blast from my past" - let's leave this at that.

Puteribelibelah on a roll - kerchiiiiiing (with flapping wings)

Met up with a friend and her kids for lunch and ended up spending the whole afternoon together. A friend of hers joined us mid-way. I so *heart* her friend. He is just so hilarious. Makes me miss my "girl" friends too. It just goes to show what a Fag Hag I am at heart, if you catch my drift.

We practically trashed Le Orient boutique after lunch. The owner happened to be there so we had fun for hours playing dress-up. Of course, yours truly living up to her namesake went out the door after spending almost B$600. Who said playing dress-up was a cheap thrill?

We went for drinks at Vintage Rose - yes, I forgot how much hard work shopping is. By the time we were done it was already 6pm. Then I realised it was too late for me to go home at the in-laws and freshen up for my dinner date with another friend at 7:15. So I decided to stay until dinner.

When I picked up my friend she told me she needed to make a "pit stop" at The Mall to have something done to her shoes. Our so-called pit-stop turned out to be another shopping spree for me. I ended up with 2 pairs of shoes and a dress, and we our planned dinner only took place around 10!

Of course plenty - and I mean p.l.e.n.t.y. - of gossips ensued. Gosh, this is what I miss when I'm abroad. Just good, old, home-made gossip. Yum!

Got a slap om the wrist by mother dearest for coming home late - 01:30 in the morning. Apparent my mother-in-law called her to ask if I was staying over in Bandar. Haven't been in this much trouble with the parents since my single-mingle days! Haha!

Wanker of the Week: KE1110

To the 2 wankaaaaaarrrrrrrs in the silver skyline pretending to be GTR - F U C K Y O U. Keep driving like that, I will see you in hell.

To B or not to B Bag

After much contemplation and a rather long extended mental debate with the voice of reason - I have decided to take the plunge in buying the Fendi B Bag. Of course, preference would have been the Spy bag, but sod's law would have it that the one that I want (off-white) is no longer in Net-a-Porter. To think that the last time I saw it was 2 nights ago.

Anyway, too late now for I have just pressed the "proceed to payment" button for a yellow patent leather B Bag. Yes, I have been known to be a self-confessed 80's lover.