Did my pose reminded you of something? I copied it from the Wild Child movie. I can't find the picture because when I google "wild child" they gave me porn instead. At first I posed with my pink Juicy Couture velour. But it looks too pinkish. No good. Then I changed to my Louis Vuitton Alma. Too bad I looked like ah mah in that Alma. Suddenly I remember, in the Wild Child poster, the girl is holding a white Gucci Indy. And then I remember, I do have an indy, but it's in black. So that's the closest Wild Child look I have.
I love the photo above madly. It makes me look like I have a Barbie figure. Last night while I was at Dome with my girlfriends, we did something stupid. One of them brought body measurement tape and we measured our size. I'm 32-28-35. This means I have to increase 3 inches on my bust then I'll have an hour glass figure. Fulamak!!!!
I don't really mind my body actually. At least I can wear anything without being criticized. I just don't understand why some fat chicks dare to wear sleeveless and tight dress with their super huge arms and tummy. It doesn't matter if you're confident with your fugly figure. People can't see your confidence. But it is very obvious that people can see you're ugly. Hahahah... Don't you wish your girlfriend is hot like me?!?!
OK, you guys can't see what shoe I was wearing. It's a matching pair of white heels.
Then, you have the red dress. I don't know what to say about this dress other than it makes me look fat. That's why it's buried inside my cupboard with price tags still attached to it.
And there's a brown dress that I seriously love. But the price tags is still attached. I'm not showing you the whole dress because I have to buy a belt for it. I hate the plain looking front. There's no way I'm going to show you that. Instead, I'm showing you my boobs.
Look at how messy my bed is when I'm playing dress up. But there's something really nice that I want to show you. It's inside the bag.
It's actually my PINK KIMONO!!!!!!!!!!!
It's going to be really challenging to put it on. By the way, do you want to see me in my underwear?
When I put it on, it's actually pretty easy except when it comes to tying up the obi belt. I took half hour to do it. And this is my best shot.
Irashai masen. Domo? Ah... atashi wa mama san desu! Hajime mashite. Kochira koso.
Well, I was just talking to myself. It's called "shiok sendiri", by the way. Anyway, do I look like some mama san?
I can't believe my kimono sleeve is short. IT'S SHORT! IT'S SHORT! IT'S A SHORT SLEEVE!!!!!!!!! According to the art of kimono fashion, short sleeves kimono is for married woman. WTF?
Actually I have another long sleeve kimono. But it's brownish-maroon color. I fancy the light pink one more. This is my other kimono.
I don't understand how people find geisha as a form of sex appeal. Trust me, it's really frustrating to fuck someone who's wearing a kimono because it's really hard to take it off.
That's not everything you see. I still have shoes, bags and kimono accessories on the floor. I almost cried cleaning up all my stuff. I hate messy room. I just can't stand it.
Since I'm taking so many photos in my room, I'm going to show you my baby. Some of you eager to find out what my baby is. Here they are...
That's Tinker (on the right). His real name is Diego. If you're thinking... No, his surname is NOT Maradona. And the smaller baby is Bell, my cutest baby. The small furry stuff is their pet koala bear called Gypsy. Luckily Alwin changed my bedsheet for me, now baby can sleep peacefully. When the bedsheet gets dirty, baby will cry all the time.
Oh, before I forget... They ARE baby... NOT babies. Because they come in one, although they are two. It's like the Holy Trinity. Holy Trinity is made up of God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit. They are three but one. I seriously don't know how to explain. Christians should know what I mean.
I mean, seriously... this is the last photo!!!
P/S: I showed Alwin the photo of my body in that pink dress without my head. He didn't believe it's me. I asked him why, he said because I don't have that dress. I'm so good in keeping it that he didn't know I have that dress. Then I showed him other photos, he still didn't believe it's me. WTF? And he said I photoshop my photos. That's the greatest accusation. I don't have photoshop program, how to photoshop. Just so you know, all my photos are raw. Raw as in uneditted.