Friday, December 15, 2017

Kyoto, Japan (Part 2) - Nava K Did It


Where did I pulled the brake previously? Oh-yes, I took all of you all the way to Arashiyama right? Of course I did (Kyoto Arashiyama). Arashiyama, till this day, let me tell you, is still lingering on my mind. An absolute memory capsule, truly, I have pinned Arashiyama as a major travelling badge achievement on my fleshy chest. Arashiyama on the whole is utterly stunning, nevertheless, the one spot which captured conquered me the most is Sagano Bamboo Groove. Grooving colourful bamboo and Nava K grooving along with it. Literally. Lemme now continue with what we did after our first ever meal in Osaka. We headed to Gion District. What’s there in Gion, are you asking me? Well, for those of you who have already visited Gion, I speak no further. Yet for the benefit of the rest who will be visiting it in the near future, I bet you will because Gion has already made its mark on Kyoto's map, moreover, its where you don't want to miss out on being seen for social media purposes. Don't forget to carry your selfie stick. Nevermind if you accidentally or purposely poke others. Who cares right? Let's be labelled as the selfish travellers, why not, all for the sake of social media fame and popularity? 

Monday, December 11, 2017

Malgudi Classic Indian Cuisine - Lorong Universiti C) Petaling Jaya


I think, I may be wrong as well, still, I reckon that December is a month most of us take it easy. Please. Please. I am not saying we literally sit back and shake our legs, but potentially it’s a month for clearing our annual leave, a month we release stress by holidaying and let’s not forget that the last two weeks of December is about looking forward to Christmas and Happy New Year. In some regard or rather, don’t you agree? I sincerely believe so. Christmas by itself is not only a celebration for Christians throughout the world, many of us I perceive do look forward in jumping into the same back wagon of merry making. Merry making in Malaysia, tell me about it, as far as I know, can’t deviate very far out from our favorite past time of eating. Malaysians? Aha! Food is forever a pleasure for us Malaysians. Of course. 

Friday, December 8, 2017

Makhan By Kitchen Mafia - (Jalan 13/6), Petaling Jaya


Makhan By Kitchen Mafia. Sure. Massively mafia eating and massively mafia boozing. What a scene when we arrived before 7.30pm. Rocking and rolling. Big groups tucking into food, some waiting to be served, whereas the bar area, inside and outside, spilling over with customers drinking to glory. I could also hear music blasting from the first floor once we secured a table at the far end dining area. Oh-my! Happening. Akin all mafias are in Makhan, indeed a "Muhibbah Malaysia Boleh" crowd. Believe me. A sight I truly admired. Malaysians of all walks of life coming together for pleasuring into food and of course booze, compared to the deceiving web of Whatsapp where Malaysians debate on racial disparities, additionally, voice out their sense and insensibility on which political leader they are trying their level best to boot out. Colorful Malaysia, isn't it? I know. But in Makhan By Kitchen Mafia, Malaysians fearlessly blend in as “One/Satu Malaysia”. Fantastic. 

Sunday, December 3, 2017

Langkawi (Kedah) - 2 Nights 2 Days (Part 2)


Honestly, if I am to speak my mind on breakfast next morning in the cramped dining area, I must brand it as such a corny thing (Langkawi Part 1). Basically, food to keep your tummy warm. That's it. Forget about taste and what not, maybe because I have tucked into really sumptuous buffet breakfast in 4 or 5 stars hotels (Casa Del Rio Melaka) before, this breakfast came on as an irritating thingy. Dishes disappearing as quickly as they were refilled because people were akin scrounging scavenging for free food. Not at all a pleasant sight. Mannerism ditched aside, food spilled all over the place, disgusting more than anything else. I really hate such an ugly scenario, albeit I won't complain about the ordinaries like bread, jam, scrambled eggs and the rest of the items anyone can prepare (Port Dickson Part 2 & Sungkai Perak). But if you are asking me about the rest of the dishes, goodness gracious, I rather not even waste my time telling you. I did however tuck into a tiny bit of food (Alor Setar Kedah), of course coffee is a must (Penang Thaipusam) for me first thing in the morning. 

Monday, November 27, 2017

Roti Xpress @ Hartamas Shopping Centre


What I expected and what it turned out to be was totally across the board. I, honest to goodness, while making my way to the third floor, was imagining I should be walking into a café. Not the case though. Roti Xpress Malaysia is actually an open space eatery. No, no, please don’t get me wrong. I am in no way shooting down Roti Xpress's concept. Just that because our mind, okay-okay, maybe better for me to speak for myself instead of assuming that great minds like mine (oppsiee!) think alike, assumption is a major “F” up I know as well, I guess because my brain processor, seemingly, has been programmed towards familiarity, I sometimes fail to understand there are creative people who can come up with a new totality food dining experience. Food Xpress infinitely is one of it. So as to say in my own words, let me put it as “meal on the go” dining. No dispute whatsoever, or perhaps, if you are keen, we shall later start disputing once I am done with speaking my great mind.

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Ticklish Ribs & 'Wiches @ The Gardens Mall (Mid Valley)


Return of Nava K to Ticklish Ribs & ‘Wiches. For the third time. The previous two took place in Ticklish Ribs & ‘Wiches SeaPark, this time, in their Mid Valley branch, which promisingly has already taken a bold spot amongst our Malaysian foodgram for the last one year. Of course. Why not? After all, I am the number one hard core babi lover. I love oink-oink to every bit and every rip, even the spare parts are not spared. What? This Indian lady and her undivided babi love? Sounds really corny and weird right? I know. Honestly, to tell you the truth, I myself can’t comprehend how babi love got to me. Maybe because I mix around with the Chinese instead of my own kind who can’t stand my guts? Maybe yes, maybe no, whatever or whichever, confirmed, I am a babi lingo Indian. Obviously my babi story, off I left to Mid Valley on this particular Friday. One and a hours’ drive from Shah Alam, subsequently, another at least 20 minutes of “ding, dong, bell, pussy in the well” for locating Ticklish Ribs & ‘Wiches. Well, what do you expect? I have long given up on being a “mall rounding inspector”, not at all now in my 50’s when I have other valuable activities compared to time wailing in shopping malls. In fact, I can’t even recall the last time I was in Mid Valley.

Monday, November 20, 2017

Vintry Jaya 33 - Jalan Semangat, Petaling Jaya


Social Media friendship and all that? Blow hot air as high as you like, none of my business. Of course, undeniably, I agree that social media friendship is a fantastic pass time, at the same time, for silently and slyly observing what your friends are up to. No doubt. Nevertheless, I am curious, really I am, if you don’t mind, to find out if any of you personally know, at least half of your social media friends? Met them? Friendship bounded? Think about it. I think you are best at your own answers, I definitely can't speak on behalf of any single one of you. I can't, I won't and I don't want to anyway. Instead, I rather speak from my ground on my own social media friendship. I do have, mind you, a couple of great social media friends, but most of them are kept at the thickest line, below the social media friendship boundary. Rare is the occasion I go out with any of them, neither, mind you, I have initiated. Basically, I am not at all interested. Except maybe, those smallest number of friends who became social media friends thereafter. Remember, I told you before? Restoran Lucky Loke? Sorry guys, I can't seemingly link Restoran Lucky Loke. Damn. Blogger and the latest Chrome presumably  are not best friends yet. Lets just leave it at it is. Lemme just speak about my boozy outing with this another friend of mine. 

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Luck Kee Seafood Restaurant - (Taman Paramount, Petaling Jaya)


For those of you who love travelling and to those who have been constantly doing it, I am sure you will agree with me that travelling gram is a far much wider scope than rainbow colors. Indeed, I am with you guys. I sincerely love travelling, I can't agree more that travelling has and will always broaden my thinking wings. So many countries awaiting lined on my list, hopefully, I can slowly and surely tick them off. Of course, I won't deny that money is without a doubt the router for travelling pop-ups, especially to across and far out from your continent. I am, believe me, definitely saving. Nevertheless, I have already Instagram captured-gripped a  couple of countries (Korea, Sapporo/Hokkaido & South Africa), which in return has widened my palates to various types of cuisines. Some fared quite right, others must be booted out. Whatever said, for a typical born and bred Malaysian like me, I will firmly stand firm with my opinion that there is no better food from any part of the world except from my country. For a fact. Whether you agree or not, it won't make a difference to me. I care less. I give a damn because there is definitely something magical about our Malaysian cuisine (Melaka - Jonker Walk Part 2  & Part 3). Technically knocking aside every other from elsewhere, our Malaysian food does pack major, either big or small punches of heavenly flavours.  

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Banjara’s Kasturi Turmeric Skin Care Powder


Turmeric. The star, top star ingredient in my kitchen. At least a tiny pinch must go into my dishes. Primarily for savory dishes, but I can’t tell you, neither can I vouch if turmeric powder will be as the most loving social media couple for desserts. Turmeric of course has garnered millions of likes from around the globe, it is sincerely one good hack, aplenty magical benefits ingredient (Palak Spinach). Enough said on our kitchen cooking turmeric, lemme now head-butt in Kasturi Manjal. Face turmeric. In other words, beauty turmeric. Not the same. No, it is not. From same family roots though, Kasturi Manjal, as far as I know is a different species, yet, still harvested from under our mother earth (Kunyit Tempoyak Sardine).  Kasturi Manjal? How can I not recall? I can still clearly remember till this day how my grandmas, yes, we Indians are not short or long of grandmothers. You should know it as well if you are an Indian. One of those inter blood connected relationship ties whereby, besides our paternal grandmothers, we somehow must address our aunts as grandma or “Patti” as well. 

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Kyoto (Japan) - Arashiyama


After two winters trip-travelling, I thought I had enough. No more winter holiday for me. Honestly, I can’t stand-sit-walk winter at all. Definitely not for someone like me who winter shiver and shake till my bones, until almost every part of my body is frozen numbed. Literally till down “there” degree cold. Down where? Down there. That my akin KGB classified part I will never reveal to the virtual world. As it is, believe me, when it rains, I switch off all the fans, can you imagine me-my winter time? Layers upon layers with or without stitches, yet I tremble. Therefore, when another all paid winter holiday was thrown at my feet (Hilton Niseko Village, Hokkaido), to tell you the truth, I was unsure. To go or not to go? Dilemma. Should I? A yes would mean I must brave winter shivering, on the other hand, if I reject, it will be such a waste for not capping another feather on my world globe-trotting gram (Seoul Korea). Eventually, what the hell I told myself. Hack aside winter, I will deal with it there and then, moreover, since my travelling legs were massively itching (Kerala India), I tagged alongside my other half-half and some known, others unknown 25 people for this back again to Japan wanderlust (Sapporo/Hokkaido). Kyoto and Osaka (6 Days 5 Nights).   

Thursday, October 26, 2017

Langkawi (Kedah) - 2 nights 2 days (Part 1)


The road less traveled. Indeed. By far, this short and sassy Langkawi holiday I think was my first ever road less traveled eye opener. All the while, I either pilot flew (Penang ThaipusamSouth Africa) or I car traveled during off peak season (Casa del Rio MelakaPortuguese Settlement & Sungkai Perak) This, my other half-half’s company trip (Port Dickson), a long winded bus journey, also, a non-inclusive of all paid for budgeted two days holiday, alongside almost 50 different characters in two coaches, was totally akin a rocket scientist madness. Departing late Friday night from Nilai during this public holiday weekend, unspeakable crawling snarling traffic and long queues at “R & R” for loo stops and one hunger stop. Massively tested my patience, so little of it I have by the way as I grow older. Thankfully, we made before time at Kuala Kedah (Alor Setar Kedah), more madness thrown in for securing a table at the coffee shop across the jetty for breakfast. Breakfast tummy filled, within the next hour, we were already among the many, some of course must push jolt you aside, what can you expect, if not all, some unruly Malaysians, prior to carefully hopping into the ferry. 

Friday, October 20, 2017

Restoran Lucky Loke SS3


What have my fifties done to me? Aplenty! Crucially, my fifties has automated me towards the core meaning  of friendship. I realise that, for some reason or rather, once fifties started crawling on my body, mind and soul, my maturity friendship button sky rocketed till the moon and sky for loudly alerting me to trash aside rubbish friends. Who are these rubbish friends we are talking about? Those who massively use us, those who constantly empty their bad and negative vibes on us, and those who slyly bad stab us. Shall we now realistically blame it on, what else can it possibly be except the competitive real time and social media time friendship. I bet. Of course. Envy and jealously. Anything new? No. Pretty much a norm and a complicated messy head banging matter. Nevertheless, believe me, once the big five hard kick your butt, most probably you won’t have any problem identifying who these friends are. Unless of course, if you are telling me that your fifties is just another passing phase? Am I right? I believe I am.

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Sephora Soothing Cleansing Milk


I thought, I think I did, I brand chopped myself as a cleaning oil beauty. Been my one and only, cleansing oil been my one stop beauty cleanser, maybe, lets say for last 5 years or so. Basically because I like lean and mean cleansing (Hada Labo Cleansing Oil), and if I have to, I do depend on the average olive oil for my eye makeup, whereas toners has never been my beauty call. I started off with the pricey Shu Uemura Ultime 8 Cleansing Oil, along the way, I switched to other brands, but that cleansing beauty theory of mine has been already ditched aside (Biotique Bio Morning Nectar Face Wash), though I am still till this day strongly leaning against an all-in-one cleansing (Cyber Colors Moisturising Cleansing WaterSafi Balqis CleanserBio Essence Jelly Make Up Remover Hada Labo Cleansing Oil). This Sephora Soothing Cleansing Milk (Sephora Sleeping Mask & Sephora Lip Tint), by far, been keeping my 53 year old skin worthy for the last two months. Indeed, worth the buy, in fact a good bargain. 400ml for RM74.00. 

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Casa del Rio Melaka


Been on my mind. Undeniably. Casa del Rio has already been sashed on my in-country-bound travel pail list. Maybe, let's say for the last 5 years or so, most probably because I have read, simultaneously picture awed Casa del Rio in the virtual world. Great reviews, spectacular pictures, utterly, I simply wanted to experience at least, one night will do in Casa del Rio. Nevertheless, due to distance, two hours drive to Melaka, and believe me, money does matter for Casa Del Rio, quite exclusively priced, I ditch it aside. Then again, you never know. Like they say, patience does pay, potentially, Casa del Rio still, stood still in my bold, profound thoughts.   

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Seoul - (Korea Day 7 & 8)


I made sure I fueled energized my tummy with lotsa food next morning. I had to. Remember, I skipped dinner the previous night, moreover, my last meal was at 2.00pm (Pyeongchang/Yongjin)?Right. Actually, I could have, if I wanted to, call for room service, then again, what for? Korean food is already up my throat. Enough. Thankfully, instead of the usual hotel buffet, we had breakfast in one of the unknown restaurants. Self service, comparatively an appetizing meal, pumpkin porridge and spinach porridge, eaten alongside Kimchi soup and condiments. But, eating in the messy dining area, after the big groups of tourists have left, simultaneously, while the staff were massively sulking, as if earthquake is gonna strike soon, didn't go down well with us. Did we have a choice? I guess not. I of course was  irritated. I still ate because my hunger throne was my only concern.   

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Mozer's Subang Parade


I sincerely, in fact, I honestly and really wish I can banish some of our Indian norms, rituals, religious and cultural beliefs, bench marked by our ancestors. Look, I am in no way at all questioning our preserved and respected for the longest time Indian cultural heritage, but seriously, some of our Indian beliefs, mind you, is money running ruining us. The Indians, who else. The worst, one of the worst among the worst I believe is this gold giving custom. Gold? Yes gold. Gold. Indians, god save them, are somehow still glorifying gold when there's other more meaningful things in life. Anyway, I really don't care what fellow and family Indians glorify, but when we are directly and indirectly pressured to give gold for specific occasions, I not only feel like knocking my head against the "university of hard knocks", I think I should also knock those who are still strongly and proudly standing tall by this gold giving matter. Tell me about it? Tell me please. Nephews get married, we must give gold, nieces "age attend", get your gold ready, nieces give birth, gold again, I can go on and on, on which other occasion we Indians must give gold. Of course, really, one up for you or all the better if you can give the biggest heavy gold ring or chain, I bet, you will be looked up at by your siblings, uncles and aunties, as though you are the richest Indian in Malaysia. 

Monday, September 25, 2017

Go Noodle House - Gamuda Walk (Kota Kemuning)


Let’s go everyone. Go where? Can you please hang in there, stop with your questions please. At least for the time being. Do me a favour, just follow me. I am obviously leading you to Go Noodle (Gamuda Walk, 1st Floor). Of course, you can also head to their other branches elsewhere, Go Noodle seemingly is the pleasing melting food pot for an instant and quickly put together meal, especially for the Chinese. But I must surrender to speaking on behalf of my own kind Indians who don't pride themselves to such a concept non-halal meal delight. In fact, my Chinese neighbours are the ones who recommended Go Noodle because they know that this Indian lady love Chinese food. She does, mind you, all the way. I on the other hand had a hard time coaxing my typical Indian half-half in accompanying me. Eventually, oh-boy, praise my marriage love skills, he agreed. What a major achievement, one up on my marriage happy card, we arrived in Go Noodle for an early lunch. Instead of standing in the long queue for dining in the cramped inside dining area, we quickly sat at the nearest empty table outside.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Fuel Shack - Seksyen 13, AEON Shah Alam


The moment I am out of my house, all I can think of is food. Food. Yes please. The first thing that strikes for instantly waking up my food desire. You can't blame me. Do you know how tiring it is eating your own cooking, literally, day in day out? Tell me about it, wish my other half-half will cook, hell-hack, maybe in my dreams, or he will never ever, let me just leave it as it is, instead of for no apparent reason rocking and rolling my marriage (Chayo Restaurant & Cafe. Kelana Jaya). Aside to whether husbands should also cook or not, on this day, my morning tummy tucking story was captured in "The Coffee & Bar", thereafter, late lunch in "Olive Garden", and prior to returning home, I wanted to pack food back because I tend to like this whole concept of coming home with food for dinner, and then sitting back to relax after a tiring day of walking, of course, food should never ever be tiring for our palates. 

Friday, September 15, 2017

Melaka - Jonker Walk (Part 3)


Inconclusive. Our walking mission from one corner of Jonker Walk to the other for another overnight stay (Melaka Jonker Walk Part 2) didn't get us anywhere. Unfortunately. We did in fact, viewed quite a number of home stays, some of it highly recommended in online travelling platforms (Melaka Jonker Walk Part 1 & Portuguese Settlement). However, despite almost two hours of walking, at the same time popping in and our of the home stays, we concluded that its such a waste to our time. All we ended up with was not only sweat dripping, our legs too almost ripped, fell apart. Still, mission was not halted, who knows we may discover a home stay we will be pleased with, at this juncture, to wind down our momentum and for a cool burst down our dry throat and tongue, we unanimously we agreed for Melaka Cendol and Melaka Ice Kacang in Jonker 88. Absolutely. Melaka dessert game on.  

Monday, September 11, 2017

Pyeongchang/Yongjin - (Korea Day 6)


Breathtaking overnight in Alpensia Resort. Spacious clean room, packaged alongside quite a spacious balcony. Compared to some of the previous rooms where I felt as though I was locked up in a North Korean hell hole. Tiny window and cramped rooms with hardly space to move around, thank god I could find no fault on cleanliness and equipped well with literally the things I generally look forward to (Pyeonchang Korea Day 5). In Alpensia Resort, I appreciated the fact that it was worth paying for this rather pricey tour. Mind you, for me especially, because I am a single room occupant, I have, as usual, coughed out extra Malaysian Ringgit (Korea Day 1 & Jeju Island Day 2). Therefore, my room with a balcony utterly happily shattered my night away. Albeit I can't exactly tell you how long I was at the balcony, either standing or seated on the chair, I exceptionally loved it. Imagine? Imagine breathing mountainous fresh air (Nami Island & Jeju Island), at the same time loving the chilly breeze gently blowing all over you? Oh-wow, serendipitous. 

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Biotique Bio Morning Nectar Flawless Face Lotion


Time just flew by. It did. In the air I have been breathing. Polluted air, indeed, environment is already disastered, thanks to my educated, rich and famed neighbours for walking their dogs on my outside herb garden, also, for allowing their cats to poo in my compound and for throwing rubbish anywhere they like, at their own whims and fancies. So called high end neighborhood but resided by low mentality people, I actually should be grateful I am alive despite breathing polluted air. Maybe, its still tolerable, for the time being, compared to trying my utter best in accepting the fact that four years had passed by at the glimpse of my eyes since I gave up my full time job. Then again, if I didn't let go of my career I was absolutely passionate about, can you imagine what would have been the outcome? Polluted air, coupled with working at work, working from home,working during weekends, literally work ruling and ruining my health? Actually, come to think of it, I should count my blessings. I had a choice to hack aside my job instead of being among those whose can't. Those who work because they want to step and kill each other for promotion, those who work to support their high and might lifestyle or those who have to work for family commitments. Thank god, I am spared. 

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Olive Garden - AEON Mall, Seksyen 13 (Shah Alam)


Over to AEON Mall after the hearty breakfast in “The Coffee & Bar". Nothing really on my mind, I am by the way not someone who aimlessly walk around shopping malls for no apparent reason. Gone are the days of giving into shopping temptation or spending money without thinking hundred over times. Basically, I can't afford. I don't earn as much as I used to, I also rather keep my money for my travel ventures (Melaka Jonker Walk & Pyeonchang Korea) instead of spending for the sake of it. But since this is my time in AEON Shah Alam mall, my niece who comes over quite often insisted on showing me around. Why not? No harm done because should I really need to shop next time, I may consider this mall. 

Saturday, August 26, 2017

The Coffee & Bar - (Bandar Sunway, Petaling Jaya)


Every now and then, we women should ditch aside our men for a day out. But please, don't get me wrong. I am in no way encouraging you, not instigating you to get into a heated argument with your man. I know how women are. They are so good at pointing fingers at another in case they can't cover their own back for dirty tricks. I definitely, the last thing I want is your man shaming me on social media. Its basically your choice, what I am saying is that we should consider a day out without our men breathing behind our neck. Whether the man is your spouse, your boyfriend, your toy boy, your sugar daddy or your part time lover, I still think that we deserve our "leave me alone" day. Our day can then literally be anything. Anything. Spa, facial or window shopping, on your own or with just one close person. I'm unsure if I should encourage you to out with another woman's man, for me, outing with a group of women, not even 3 women at one go, does not work. Let me not even mention what it is like being among the ladies for just a few hours when its my other half-half''s so called family bonding time. Maybe its just me, I can't get along with my own kind, or maybe its my age wisdom. The older I get, the more I prefer my own company. Lesser Indian dramas, bye-bye to women who ride on me.    

Monday, August 21, 2017

Melaka - Jonker Walk (Part 2)


Malaysians I think are a peculiar lot. Don't get me wrong. Please don't get all worked and throw slippers at me. I know how emotional we Malaysians can get even on the most tiniest things. I am in no way generalising, neither am I pointing fingers at anyone in particular. Then again, if the cap fits, please wear it instead of being in denial. Consequentially, I must speak about the rich and famous or Malaysians who like to be known as rich, I shouldn't even care less about Malaysians who have migrated. Like they say, don't bite the hand that fed you, well and good for those who have migrated. I can understand. The grass always look greener on the other side or because Malaysia is a chicken feet. Hopefully, I sincerely hope I won't see my friends returning back to Malaysia as asylum seekers, sooner or later. Especially those who not only can't stop bragging about how life is far better in US or Australia, apart from that, keep condemning and criticizing Malaysia, so sad for these small minded people who fail to accept the fact that life sucks throughout the world.  

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Pyeonchang - (Mount Sorak/Jeongdongjin/Daegwallyeong) - Korea Day 5


Tour guides can make or break your holiday. They sure can. They can either make your travel-gram memorable or ruin it all. But, for those of you who opt for traveling by your own back bone, you don’t have to give a damn on towering guides. Really, you don’t have to. Women like me on the other hand, I know I have a choice, whether I like it all in a tour or not, that’s beside the point. I still prefer tour travelling. Call me an orthodox traveler if you want, I am least bothered, a safe bet for me is an all planned and all paid for tour. Basically, everything is cared for, and mind you, I am a solo tour traveler. The only thing, that too not a major thing, is "sleeping alone" (ahem!). Actually, come to think of it, I can sleep with someone else, let's name it same-sex or different sex "tour travel", that by the way is not why I travel alone. My fear of sleeping alone is mainly because I am not a spooky friendly person, albeit I am on my own for days when my other half-half travels for work. 

Sunday, August 13, 2017

La Mer The Eye Balm Intense


Undeniably, eyes are the windows of the soul. Of course. I absolutely agree. A phrase/proverb which I believe has already been repeated donkey times, over and over by beauty bloggers. Have you, on the other hand, in your slightest moment, given a thought on the revelation of your eyes to your soul in this current era of borderless social media? Have you? You should. Look around and you will know what I mean. Kids as young as three year old are already wearing glasses, thanks to parents who willingly occupy their hyper, fidgety and precious darlings with, either a smart phone, Ipad or tablet. I better not speak so soon. I am no better. Easier I suppose speaking about others, not realising we can't scrub the dirt on our own back. But one thing is certain. All of us work by staring at laptop daily. Whether we belong to an organisation or we work for ourselves. Tech era is definitely gonna stay forever, we also just refuse to leave social media alone. Yes, count me in. I have yet to be crowned as a social media queen because many have already snatched the crown. Social media is actually a killer for me, but because of blogging, I laptop, I handphone and I social media, though, I have cut down on being a superwoman on every other social media. Otherwise, I will die faster. I will. 

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Chayo Restaurant & Cafe - SS6, Kelana Jaya (Selangor)


Getting my other half-half out of the house can utterly rip my blood pressure. Husbands? Tell me about it. Work, sleep, football, entertaining clients, and back to the same square. Work primarily. I am not saying its wrong. I know money adds the biggest value to marriage, of course we women are hailing more than a comfortable life. We want to be seen in Mercedes or BMW, we also want big beautiful house(s) and at least one brilliant hyper cannot keep quiet for a minute kid so that we can impress our so called social media "friends". But, for practical women like me, if work is all on the man's mind, how about our quality love marriage? You tell me please. I am really lost. Can anyone help me out here or you women in the same boat? What shall we do ladies? Shall we propaganda such behind close door unspoken marriage reality?

Friday, August 4, 2017

Melaka - Portuguese Settlement (Restaurant De Costa's 8)


Lemme speak a tiny bit on Portuguese Settlement. Those I think I am familiar with instead of taking the easy way out by cutting and pasting, obviously in academic terms we call it “plagiarism”. Plagiarism indeed is a rampant madness attitude even among the self-proclaimed top-notch bloggers, all in the name of fanning for popularity, fame, likes and followers. The best part of it all is that people actually fall for copied crab stuffs instead of believing those who share their sincere, genuine and honest real-time experiences. Wish I can shame those copycats who evidently have not the mastered the art of copying, sadly though. Sad isn't? I should mill them through "Plagiarism" software.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Dr.WU Instant Whitening Capsule Mask With Vitamin C


Doctor who? Dr.WU. Who again please? Dr.WU is apparently Taiwan's No 1 clinical skincare brand, derived from the founder's name. No.1 brand? Wow! Speak about climbing the beauty elevator for conquering the beauty market share and then positioning our brand as the best among the rest, consequently, claiming the number one status? Of course, who ever said branding is not important. It is everything, mind you. Brand building in the beauty world ultimately is the key for brand recognition, as in other industries as well, including for us bloggers for spotting the top spot in the blogging scenario.

Friday, July 28, 2017

Ming Kee Bak Kut Teh - PJ Old Town


This day will go down as another unforgettable day in my life. It will forever be one of the days I can’t forget for the rest of my life. As it is, I am still coming to terms with dad slipping off within minutes to heaven almost two years ago (more at Nasi Minyak), on this day, when I received a call from my bestie’s family, I felt as though my worst fear is gonna come true. Remember, my 30 over years different race and religion friendship I already told you at Kepong Heng Bak Kut Teh & Restoran Meng Kee Klang Road? Tragic! Utterly shattering day. My heart pumped so fast upon hearing that my bestie had earlier collapsed at the medical center and is now in critical care unit. Still, instead of breaking down and crying, honestly everyone, I put up a brave front. I told her sista I will there soonest possible. 
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