everything changes, but you stay the same.

19th april
the makeupgroup was reunited, for the very first time since 2007 kicked off. as far as i can recall, the last time we got together went like this: dinner at sake wheelock, ladies night zouk.

of late, all i can bring myself to look forward to is/are quiet moments with the people that truly matter. last night was a blast; in a very low-key casual comfortable kinda way - that can only be when you're with close friends, who know you inside out.

eg: jobi recognising the familiar tilt of my head when i'm ogling cute boys (instead of paying attention to pauline talking). HAHA. that was seriously funny! i can't believe she could tell, from the BACK OF MY HEAD! plus she ratted me out whilst (i was) at it. *pout*

before i go into detail, i shall go into my outfit. *grin*

first, let me explain my fascination with describing my outfits: because of the nature of my job, i have to be dressed in * from head to toe everyday, so the only chance i get to utilise the remainder of my wardrobe is on my singular off-day every week. at the first chance i get, i stash away my * gear in favour of vintage dresses and the rest of my non-* clothing.

these days, i've been feeling very kate mossey. blame it on the upcoming launch of the kate moss-topshop collabo and the sudden peak in interest from the general public - her name is ubiquitous right now.

i'm telling you, it's the vest. (scroll down)
typical kate moss.

the look: übercasual-chic
empire waisted floaty top in dusty pink with satin trim around v-neck, mango. checked shorts with turn-up hem in grey/blue, COL:. stone grey tailored racerback vest (worn open/unbuttoned), topshop. my ever-so-trusty gold thongs, BKK. vintage chanel-lookalike black&white checked clutch with gold chain strap, mum's. rusted gold heart locket on chain, H&M.

we sashayed over to sake at wheelock - yet again - for dinner. and boy did we eat. we consumed so much, by the end of the meal the table was a mess, plates and cups strewn all over. chitter chatter. it was nice catching up on all the happenings that had taken place within the past 4 months of our lives that we had so conveniently missed out on.

after i related my sad tale in context to my current plight, there were sympathetic oohs and ahhs followed by much clucking of tongues. felt just like the 4 of us sitting in the design canteen, eating chicken chop and teh peng all over again. i was overwhelmed with an immense sense of relief; none of us had changed. sure, we'd grown up and gotten jobs - with the added responsibility and stress of work hanging over our heads - but intrinsically, we're still the same.

next stop, far coast.

upon jobi's recommendation, we wove our way through the (imaginary) crowd till we found ourselves at the doorstep of this new-agey cafe with a really cool hang-loose vibe about it. apparently, practically the whole world is in-the-know about this place - with the exception of myself - who ironically enough, works at orchard road. we slipped inside, placed our orders and found a cosy little cushioned corner to park our bums. daintily sipping our teas, we chatted somemore. as the occupants of the neighbouring table threw dirty looks over their shoulders at us (beats me), we ignored them right back.

(just had to give that a little mention, no particular reason why.)

a.n.y.w.a.y, long story short: we got sleepy, made plans to meet again, then shared a cab home.

finito.