The city was so bloody quiet, we had to go to Salamanca for lunch. At first, Cargo was the choice but it was too packed with weekenders. So we went for plan B, The Maldini.
Few days ago I said I wanted to dress like Bridget for the Tulips Festival, right? I know most of you (especially guys) already know who Bridget is. But for those of you who don't know, she's Hugh Hefner's girlfriend, also a Playboy bunny.
Flowery dress... Check! Hairband.... Check! Blonde hair..... Oh no.... I'm thinking of bleaching my hair blonde when I go back. Do you think it's a good idea?
While I pretended to be Bridget, Syiqin was being Carrie Bradshaw... You know... SJP in Sex & the City. Both of us are rewatching the whole series of Sex & the City right now, by the way... Here's our Carrie...
It was so crowded in the garden. And I hate those kids who are running around like headless chicken. I was trying to take nice photos of Carrie, but inevitably some people pass by behind her and make a fantastic background like a family portrait.
Haha... Syiqin was posing with the tulip. And it turned out to be a monster in disguised. The monster ate Syiqin!
I found some alphabet soup in my backpack. Don't ask me how, I just found it. So I spelled Syiqin's name with it.
More photos on my flickr soon. Have to sleep now. Super tired. Oh, ya... before that. Just to make things clear about the previous post. I'm not rich nor I'm showing off that I am. I'm just a girl who happens to love pretty stuff. Do you know, in order to buy those stuff, I starve myself for weeks. If I'm rich, I don't have to do that. I'm just very happy that I bought those pretty stuff and I wanted to let all my girlfriends about it. It's my female hormones that makes me show off that stuff. It's really normal. If I don't have this blog, I would still be bragging about my necklace to my friends whenever I go for dinner with them. It's just like guys...when their favorite football team win the match, they just want to broadcast it to their guy friends. Do you think those guys are suffering from rich-people-showing-off disease? No. Because football match doesn't involve money. Aha? It just so happen that I like shopping and it involves money, that doesn't make me rich. To me shopping is like a football match to you. Geddit?
P/P/S: More story in Syiqin's blog.