Sartorial musings

I was having coffee with my mom and people-watching today - and making the observation that people in Singapore generally dress rather sloppily and/or wear clothes that don't flatter their bodies.

which started my mom on how in her childhood, my grandmother, who used to be a seamstress before my grandfather opened the provision shop, used to reiterate how important it was to dress well when one goes out. like even to the market, because it was about being presentable outside of the home, so she'd wear her samfus, which were always well taken care of. my mom didn't have many clothes as a child, but if she went to Chinatown with my grandmother, my grandmother would always make sure she had on a nice dress and wear shoes with socks (because according to my mom, clogs and slippers were only 'allowed' to the market and no further).

I think we've lost the sense of dressing presentably before leaving the house. Funny when you think about how much we love to shop - is it that we always stick with our old (comfortable) favourites, no matter that it no longer fits well and/or looks tatty? or is it just that we have no innate sense of style?

now THAT'S quite worrying...

the downside of dancing

raw/broken skin
blisters
callouses
bruises
cracked/chipped toenails
sprained toes
clicking knees


OoOooOo it feels good to be back dancing...

Even Abraham had to endure periods of waiting for his blessings

But in the end, he was truly blessed in all areas of life.


I'm really learning what it means to wait and keep trusting God...

Like I've always said...

I love how Warwick scored so highly on the first three sections (and hence overall) but only got a 58% for graduate prospects!


People always look at me weirdly when I say I did my degree for fun because they always expect me to say that it opened doors for my career. HA!

Anyway, in the competition of Warwick vs LSE (between siblings, there's always competition!)...

Recipes to remind me of home

in the midst of all the planning for the wedding, I've suddenly remembered I'd better figure out the recipes for/learn how to cook dishes that remind me of Southeast Asia.

You know, being a good wife and all...

So far, the top item on my list is otah otah.

Yo-yo-ing

Some days, what really cheers me up is thinking about the wedding and dresses and possible colour themes and flowers.

But sometimes, I feel completely overwhelmed by the amount of work that has to be done. Or rather, the fact that there are a lot of things that cannot move forward because of other things which are still pending that are standing in the way of progress. Then I get frustrated thinking about it and then my inner Monica Gellar kicks into overdrive and I end up trying to do up more and more checklists and plans to feel like there is something that I can do 'in the meantime'.

It's funny but I think ultimately it boils down to me missing you. And since my method of dealing with things is to compartmentalise, I focus my energies on planning the wedding. Which in turn leads me to get a bit excessively obsessive compulsive and frustrated that other people are not working on the same timescale/pace as me.

Then when 1 thing moves from pending to confirmed/settled/done and dusted, my mood is lifted and I get all excited again.

I think I need help.

Exhausted

I cast all my cares upon you
I lay all of my burdens down at your feet
At any time I don't know
What to do
I just cast all my cares upon you

"And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like 'I love you'"

It's been a crazy 3 weeks. And even though I know you've gone to start preparing for our life together, part of me is still caught up in the short-term. The NOW feeling. Which is that I'd trade it all to have you here with me.

But I know it's silly. And compartmentalizing is my coping mechanism. So for now I'll sit here and wait (im)patiently for you to come back to me.

Because I love you and I know you love me even more...

The very thought of you and I forget to do
Those little ordinary things that everyone ought to do
I'm living in a kind of a daydream
I'm happy as a queen
And foolish though it may seem
To me that's everything

The mere idea of you
The longing here for you
You'll never know how slow the moments go
Till I'm near to you
I see your face in every flower
Your eyes in stars above
It's just the thought of you,
The very thought of you, my love

Overwhelmed

Now as we remember
Strains of our school song
Call to mind our motto
Filiae Melioris Aevi

Filiae Melioris Aevi
Daughters of a better age
United by a common goal
Filiae Melioris Aevi

Trust RGS girls to pull off something as amazing as tonight's 130th Founders' Day Homecoming Celebration - and all in 6 weeks and mostly through word of mouth, no less! Looking around the hall filled with generations of old girls, I felt proud to stand together with them to sing school songs and join in some cheers. It was fantastic to know that I'm part of such an amazing legacy - these women who've come before me have worked so hard to give me the opportunities I have today and I'm grateful that RGS taught me that I can be whoever I want to be!

And I'm still feeling the buzz from tonight even now...

One of the best running storylines on TV

And I think what really makes George Clooney so attractive is the twinkle in his eyes... *swoon*

funny birthday stories

so Fang's and Geri's birthdays fall one day after another (actually I have 4 friends whose birthdays are 1 day after another) and since we are meeting for dinner tonight, I decided to get their birthday presents before the meal.

except now Fang wants to share in Geri's present AND Geri wants to split Fang's present AND BOTH WANT TO MEET ME TO GO SHOPPING FOR PRESENTS.

hence the potentially funny situation tonight where they'll end up buying themselves presents...

and out of the group of 4 of us for dinner, I'm the only one who'll not be receiving a birthday gift!

An Evelyn Waugh weekend - something that jumped out at me

"The truth is that motor cars offer a very happy illustration of the metaphysical distinction between 'being' and 'becoming'. Some cars, mere vehicles with no purpose above bare locomotion, mechanical drudges such as Lady Metroland's Hispano Suiza, or Mrs Mouse' Rolls Royce, or Lady Circumference's 1912 Daimler, or the 'general reader's' Austin Seven, these have definite 'being' just as much as their occupants. They are brought all screwed up and numbered and painted, and there they stay through various declensions of ownership, brightened now and then with a lick of paint or temporarily rejuvenated by the addition of some minor organ, but still maintaining their essential identity to the scrap heap.

Not so the real cars, that become masters of men; those vital creations of metal who exist solely for their own propulsion through space, for whom their drivres, clinging precariously at the steering wheel, are as important as his stenographer to a stockbroker. These are in perpetual flux, a vortex of combining and disintegrating units; like the confluence of traffic at some spot where many roads meet, streams of mechanism come together, mingle and separate again."


Evelyn Waugh, 'Vile Bodies' (1930)

House arrest

so here's a funny story. the electrical mains to my office building caught fire and now the whole building has no electricity. and rewiring will mean we'd be office-less for about a month.

so now my colleagues and i are on "house arrest". which translates to me "going to work" in my PJs.

which is kind of funny. unless you are my bosses...

HUR HUR.

Family holidays are an exercise in diplomacy

You know how they say that birth order affects your personality/working style?

Here's a brief explanation:

Birth order theory outlines four types of personalities- first borns, second borns, only’s and youngests. If you were 3rd of six children then circumstances would have meant that you either functioned predominantly like one of the big four above.

Here are the four birth order types and some of their characteristics:

First borns – the leaders, the drivers and the responsible types. These people like to manage others but first they need to manage themselves. They love to feel in control and can feel uncomfortable with surprises or feeling out of their depth. They are conservative in their outlook, which is both a strength and a weakness. Their ability to focus on a goal and their propensity to organise others means they can achieve whatever they put their minds to.

Their tendency toward perfectionism can mean they can be low risk-takers but they can be the rock around which organisations can be built. Approval of authority is important for this group so don’t expect them to rock the boat too much. First borns, above all else, want to forge ahead.

Second borns – the ‘people’ people, the compromisers, and the flexible operators. They are likely to motivated by a cause and will enjoy working alongside people. They will often choose tasks or even a job that will give them a feeling of belonging. Friendships are important to this group so they will learn to get along and will help keep the peace in a group or organisation. They often need others to drive them but they are the glue that holds groups together. Relationships are important to this group so make sure they included in all activities. Seconds, above all else, put people first.

Only’s – the quiet achievers, the finishers, they expect nothing less than the best. This group will raise the bar for everyone around them as nothing but the best will do. Their great strength is their ability to work for long periods of time on their own so they make great project finishers and strategic thinkers but they can be secretive and don’t deal well with conflict. Recognition is important to this group. Only’s, above all else, aim to please.

Youngests – the initiators, ideas people and the challengers. This group are the creative, live-for-the moment types who can put some fun and verve into activities. While the message for first borns is to lighten up it seems that this group need to take things more seriously sometimes. Great initiators and very impatient doers, they perservere to get something started but often are not the greatest of finishers. This group will often do anything to be noticed so make sure you pay heed to their efforts. Youngests, above all else, will blow your mind.

So anyway, I think this theory does not quite apply to parents - it's as if being a parent overrides this birth order thing.

So anyway - 2 parents + 1 very typical firstborn = me caught in the middle of crossfire.


Shaken, (but thankfully) not stirred.

another failed baking attempt

in today's weekend/holiday baking misadventure, my lemon glazed cookies didn't turn out like the picture in the magazine:

1. Because I ran out of wax paper, my dough rolls which I had to set in the fridge were not, well, cylindrical.
2. The texture of the dough didn't feel right when I was handling them and placing them on the tray.
3. The cookies spread out more than they should on the tray.
4. My cookies turned out browner than that in the picture.
5. The end-product cookies were a bit wetter than I thought they should be.

Maybe I had too much butter because I was not very exact when measuring 3/4 cup. And using wax paper would probably help achieve better cookie shapes AND set the dough better.


it's a good thing I don't have aspirations to be a dessert chef. I think I'm not meticulous enough a cook to get by as one.

The misadventures of little old ladies

I'm not sure if I have mentioned it to everyone by now but I've recently taken up dressmaking classes at a little place near my house. Reasonably affordable and a good life-skill to have (and even more so in these "times are bad" times) so I figured it was worth the investment.

Anyway, the set-up is all very homey in the sense that it seems to be the place where little old ladies (or middle-aged aunties) spend their time socialising, oh and doing a little bit of knitting/patchwork in between. I'm trying to pick up some Hokkien by listening to these conversations so perhaps it is killing two birds with one stone (or in my case, a sewing machine!).

In the course of my last 3 lessons I have noticed that little old ladies and aunties have a propensity to be comedians. Seriously. Last week, there was an auntie who when I first started my lesson was unpicking a pair of pants she made because of a mistake. Halfway through the lesson she lets out a cry and we discover that after unpicking the seams, she sews the pieces together in the wrong order AGAIN and realises this when she is staring at the crotch area and wondering why it looked so wrong. The teacher is incredulous to the point that she decides that the auntie cannot afford to make another mistake because the cloth may potentially tear from all the sewing and unpicking so using a piece of tailor chalk, she marks "F" and "B" (for Front and BAck) on the respective pieces to clearly demarcate which is which!

Later on in the lesson, a little old lady (who is learning knitting) comes in to the main sewing area to make a call to her husband on her mobile phone. Mid-conversation her phone battery dies and she frets about how she is now unable to make arrangements for her husband to pick her up. One of the ladies in the shop suggests she take out the SIM card and put it in another phone so that she can check her husband's phone number (since she cannot remember it). They do so and she calls her husband from the shop but he doesn't answer so she calls her daughter to call her husband. After the merry-go-round, she finally gets to him and makes the arrangements. At the end of it all, she asks us where she can buy a new battery to replace the one she has in her phone! Another lady says, "Huh? Just charge it lah!", to which she goes, "Charge? I don't know how to charge my phone. I only know how to use it to dial." At this, it is discovered that she didn't even know how to tell that her battery was running low before it died on her.


Comedy. Pure comedy.

i need to take a step back and breathe

sometimes I feel like Jacob circa Genesis 29

but I am looking towards seeing the work of my Lord's hand as in Genesis 30:25-43.


funny how Genesis can be such a relevant book to modern life. or maybe it just shows how Man, when cored down to his essence, is the same then and now. but the coolest thing is that my God is the same yesterday, today and forever.

Why all children should grow up watching Charlie Brown cartoons

Linus Van Pelt: Well, I can understand how you feel. You worked hard, studying for the spelling bee, and I suppose you feel you let everyone down, and you made a fool of yourself and everything. But did you notice something, Charlie Brown?

Charlie Brown: What's that?

Linus Van Pelt: The world didn't come to an end.

'A Boy Named Charlie Brown' (1969)

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I took a trip down memory lane recently and watched 'A Boy Named Charlie Brown' and 'A Charlie Brown Christmas' and realised how beautiful in every sense of the word these cartoons are (they just don't make shows like them anymore!)

Every child should grow up watching them for the lessons they teach and grown-ups should re-watch them to remind ourselves of the important things in life which we seem to have forgotten while we were busy "growing up".