Sunday, December 31, 2006

The ornament girls

Season Greetings :)

Ohmijaad!

I know the paparazzi likes me and all, but this is just too much. I mean, i knew my pink party was fabulous, but being featured in MSN NBC...oh you must be joking!

Click to enlarge. I meant the picture, you cheeky chinchillas.


Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Christmas Mission 02 : organizing a Pink Party

Mission Two have prove to be quite a challenge. It was never easy to organize a party at the first place. Worst still if it's a full on A-listers-only party. There's so many things to be organize. And everything needs to be perfect right down to the choice of toilet paper worthy for the guest.

I had the pleasure of going through sleepless night and endless worries while planning for this particular party. It was truly an honour to slave for your friends. Nevertheless, i pull through it like any gay man would, with pink feather boas and shots of malibu sunrise. I knew instantly that my party was a hit when the visitor's parking at my villa is fully occupied. Talk about my connections, girlfriend!

A shout out to all the celebrities that turn up. It wouldn't be a night to be remember if it wasn't for each and everyone of you. Special thanks to my three babelicious co-host, without them, the party wouldn't have any utensils, pillows and vodka. How dreadful! And to the line up of fans and paparazzi outside my villa, i can only sign so much autograph. Oh...it's like winning the golden globe again. Only this time, i got better shoes!

It's so hard to be a socialite.
Hmm. Anyway, enjoy the snap shots.


* fabulous friday, lil miss mei & mr wanna

* fabulous friday, code name kandy & kinky callie

* code name kandy, fiona, lil miss mei & poochi

* fabulous friday, sare 'the alcoholic' & amigo

* happy campers & disco ball

* connie the cow, disco ball & mr wanna

* willy wonka, mr wanna & nigger

* the boys and mr wanna

An act of unshameful self promotion

I think i can be quite cute if i want to. It's my blog and i can very well say what i desire to say. So leave me alone.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Christmas Mission 01 : visiting Mr Muddy

Christmas is coming soon. And in the spirit of christmas-ty, lil miss mei, disco ball and the-ever-glamorous me have decided to embark on a few goodwill mission to spread joy and happiness. Mission one would be to visit Mr Muddy, the cat.

Who is Mr Muddy? Adopted son to a wealthy father and a notorious godmother (that would be lil miss mei), Mr Muddy live a glamorous life in a guarded mansion at a hillside residential area. Being the envy of most cats, Mr Muddy has a maid, rides in a flashy bimmer and only dines on the finest cat food. And whenever daddy goes outstation, he check in to the prestige PET Hotel at downtown Bangsar, to enjoy the comfort of room service and the occasional bubble bath.

This time around, daddy is off to yet another business trip, leaving Mr Muddy all alone in his penthouse suite. Knowing how lonely it would be, we decided to pay a short visit to see Mr Muddy at the hotel. We even brought him his own santa hat!

Merry Christmas Mr Muddy!
Merry Christmas Everyone!


Sunday, December 17, 2006

A very late Valentine message

Love. I've only been in love once. And the feeling is like no other. It sometimes give me goose-bums just thinking about it. I met him when i was twenty. At that time, i just started college in the city, eight hours away from the little island i call home. I met him through a friend. According to him, he was love struck as soon as he lay eyes on me. He even remember clearly the way my hair was tied in a half pony tail, or the way my dimple appeared each time i smile at his little joke. To be honest, I didn't even remember how he look then. I just know he's slightly cuter than the average guys back home. And a lot more knowledgeable.

He called the next day, asking if i was interested in going out for a meal with him. I agreed and the rest, as they say, was history. The first few month of courtship was filled with endless phone calls, nightly dinners and weekend drive to the nearest hill top. We had such fun. But beneath all this, we had our little problems too.

I know that to others, he's not a very likable person. He can pass out as a very egoistic guy. He won't talk to you if he don't like you. He's blunt. Straight forward. Insensitive at times. Rude. And can be rather hot tempered if he feels like it. In short, most of my friends hate him and I don't blame them.

But what they won't understand is that, he have always been there for me. He have always stood by me. Hold my hand when i'm lost. Talk to me when i'm down. Push me when i'm lazy. But most of all, he have never stop loving me.

It has been six years now. And even though the phone calls has lessen by the years, and we're not as close as we used to be, i still adores him to pieces and will always do. Because, i have not only found love in him, i have found my soul mate within him. You will always be my poochi.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Cinta Means Love

Being in the same industry myself, i think it's only fair that i give 'CINTA' an equivalent attention as i would give any hollywood blockbusters. Saying so, fifteen of us step into the theater last wednesday, each with an opinion of it's own, to let this latest homegrown movie swept us off our feet with it's whiz and humour. Talk about being supportive of our local film industry!

Personally, i think the first couple of minutes was the most attention-seeking-borderline-confusing moment in the tale. It's when all ten characters are being establish into it's five love stories. Nevertheless, i was blown/swept/vacuum away as each stories unfold itself into heart warming tales of it's own.

CINTA means love in malay. And in this movie, love is shared between strangers, siblings and husband and wife. The main cast was remarkable in bringing out the soul in each character, making the story so real and true to the heart . And i have to personally thank the casting director for scouting such remarkable extras. Never have i seen such courage from an extra to pursue the true meaning of acting even with the knowledge that they will only be a blur in the entire movie. In fact, at certain scene some of them practically stole the limelight of the main cast.

Sugar coated words aside, a review would not be complete without some diva-like throat cutting criticism. Many, i repeat MANY moments of the movie is so cliche and over the top, that you just feel like slapping both the director and script writer for coming up with such idiotic scene. Candle light dinner in a park with their own symphony orchestra! What were they thinking? That is like so 1960's for god sake. And don't let me get started with those hideous flower that eizlan gave fasha on their first date. It's suppose to be for a love one not for teachers day! You goddamnit! And what about those raining scene. Why must it always rain when someone is crying or slightly sad? Why? And did i mention, continuity barely exist and the sound design felt half done, even though the selection of tracks are fantastic.

I know bernard did a great job in localizing 'legally blonde' into 'gol and gincu'. And you would have thought that would be it, no more copycat remakes. But no. Boom came CINTA. It's like watching 'love actually', '50 first date' and 'wicker's park' all in one movie. Talk about value for money!

On a last note, i think CINTA still deserve a three and a half star out of five for it's great storytelling, ingenious cinematography and notable cast. Well done.

And eizlan, i think you better speak to your dietician. Love handle and double chin is not, in anyway, the new fashion must-have-it accessories.

Tuesday, December 5, 2006

Colours

Last saturday, being the glamorous me, i was given the assignment to cover an event in my beloved town. The international buskers festival. For those like me who might not know what buskers is, well they're basically street performers like clowns on stilts, fire breather, jugglers, magicians and man in overly decorated leotards. Interesting :-)

Just for the record, i had my hair blown an inch higher that usual, dress in my finest t-shirt and jeans with matching tiffanys. I guess you can say i was rather excited.