I love myself…more in the past.

Too busy, thats the reason why im away on a long hiatus. Finally have the time to sit down and blog what happened over the past 2 weeks.

Yes, i love myself more in the past, even though i was more bloated. Reason being, i dont have time to love myself and retreat and more importantly, to do the things i really like to do. My bf always say, “Just go and do what u like lah.” But ironically, having a HUGE sense of responsibility and ultimate perfectionism, i have to complete my tasks on hand before i can indulge myself in the usual pampering-nails, facial, shopping, movies, sleeping. I wish i could do all these more, you know. Thats so like me in the past. Yah bimbo whatever, but i enjoy pampering myself this way. Just like how my dad loves changing and washing his car, thats his only past time.

Summer Term 3B started for me. It marked the most boring module i’ve ever taken in SMU. Human Capital Management. Damn. HR is the last thing i ever wanna do, rather be a housewife or secretary man. Or maybe its the prof teaching it. The way she teaches it always never fail to let my eyes glued onto my laptop for 3 hrs 15 mins, without listening at all. I really wonder how am i gonna scrap through my exam this tues.

As for MDS, due to some tenure issues, the office shifted from Lavender to Paya Lebar which is EVEN BETTER FOR ME, cos its soo much nearer to my house, dont have to spend so much moolahs on cab!!! And the thing that attracts me to sign the contract right away is because its JUST BEHIND SINGPOST. This is super important to my biz since dispatching of parcels is a daily routine. Save all the transportation costs. So basically, the past 1 week or so, i was preoccupied with the renovation and furnitures stuffs, plus regulating the business flow and finally, im getting NEW FACES for the website! Jumping up for JOY because i can finally stop seeing my own face on mdscollections. I see myself until sian man. Even though i kinda love the sharpness of our photos now + simple but fashionable background, but i prefer just being a merchandiser and focus on fashion rather than appearing on the website. SOOO MANY girls sent in their photos. Im still looking through every single one of them. I realize its hard to look for a suitable model for mds because the girl has to look very versatile and portray different looks. I was suggesting to Joe that maybe we can talent scout on Orchard streets, but im fear of rejection. Hah. They might think im from some stupid modeling company looking for new faces. But its great to know ppl actually want to appear on my website and most importantly, wearing our apparels.

The Great One.

I had one of the most delicious and sumptuous French cuisine @ Malcolm’s house 2 days back. This chap can really cook. Cook as in, not those normal home-made dishes, but gourmet cuisine which is good enough to open a restaurant. I really cant wait for the day when he officially hold his first French restaurant opening. Its gonna be fabulous.

Im a dessert sucker. Totally cant resist his creme brulee, with a touch of Earl Grey. How fantastic is that!! Usually you get sick after a while eating sweet custard and sugar and eggs, but because he added earl grey inside, somehow it made the creme brulee more fragrant and i just cant get enough of it. I can eat like 2 or 3 portions, but Malcolm only made one each for everyone. Sob.

And seriously, i didnt dare to tell him im not a steak lover. I never really fancy steaks because of the outlook. Like one whole chunk of beef right in front of you. To me, it doesnt look appetizing at all. Im someone who needs pretty & presentable food to have a big appetite. But Malcolm kindly changed my poor appetite towards steak. His rosemary pan fried beef was really tasty. With the combination of buttered cabbage & mushroom, it’s perfect.

I hope we meet up at his place soon. I want my dosage of creme brulee again. Maybe i can be his mini investor in future and enjoy free french food everyday. Hah.

Some pics taken @ his house:

ITS UP!

My mail server is up and running smooth now! The past 2 days was pure insanity, all my automated emails were gone and customers cant reach us at our contact us page. To make things worse, i cant broadcast any email regarding my new launch. But strange enough, orders kept streaming in since yesterday night despite not sending any emails. We deliberated for damn long, thinking whether we should hold back the collection or just launch without any notification. But cos we already promised ppl on our broadcast page, so we had to launch no matter wad. And luckily, response was good despite my problematic email server.

But gotta say sorry to all those customers who failed to check out the new collection because no emails was sent regarding the new launch. By the time it was sent, almost all items are sold out. To make it up, im gonna rush out a mini collection on Wed or Thurs. Hopefully i can get it up by Wed night.

Anyways, new stocks are up on our racks @ Haji Lane. Do check ‘em out, many lovely pieces should be gone by now. But still, its worth it to make a trip down. Cos there’s more than 60 NEW designs which are not shown on the catalog.

Here’s our website catalog. Its available for download on our homepage too.

May i say i LOVE the picture of me on MDS homepage?! Hah. Its like one of those rare random shots where the photo turns out perfect.

MDS is my life.

Im so damn tired.

Just came home from office. Finally, after almost 1 month of delay, we started to paint office. Obviously the bulk of painting wasnt done by me but by JM & his fren + Dad & Mum. But i helped a bit. Painted the sides of the wall to make sure all the gaps are well-covered with white paint. Its kinda fun to paint for a while. Let me emphasize again, FOR A WHILE, its okay. Not for hours. Or when the walls are huge. Im suffering from the aftermath of painting, which is sore waist & body aches. My favorite pair of shoes from Charlotte is ruined because its coated with white paint, but that gives me the perfect reason to buy their bling sandals which i saw on sale @ Robinsons, hah. I didnt expect myself to help out hence i wasnt in my tee & shorts & slippers. Moreover i went to Loft this noon to put up more than 60 new designs for this month. And i couldnt leave the place earlier because my pretty galfren, Shi Hui said she wanna drop by and shop. So i gotta stay and entertain her a bit. There were quite a few customers who came too. The most sought-after dress from the catalog was gone in a few minutes after the store was opened. I think the customer came down just to grab that piece. Good choice.

Im starting to love JM’s family. Especially his parents. I witnessed how supportive they are towards JM’s goals for MDS. They encourage him and helpe him whenever they can. Maybe they arent as busy as my parents, but i mean, on an emotional level, i can really feel the connection they have with my business. Like how much they want to see it being successful which makes me feel so glad. I would love to have some support from my parents too. At least a tiny weeny bit. These 2 years of venture, they didnt really like it. On top of dislike and hoping that i should go and work for a big company, sometimes i feel that they like to dampen my hopes and plans for my business. I knew when i made the decision to list my apparels at Haji, the response from them would definitely be negative. They said, “how are you gonna study? Now you have to cope with rental every month.” I heck them and went ahead with the idea. Then i made the decision to shift into an office at Lavender and hire staff. I didnt wanna seek their opinion at all because i know i wont receive a positive answer, or least a fair advice. So i merely informed them and my mum was so unhappy about it. Until now when i have paid 2 months rental + sign contract + start renovation, she is STILL discouraging me from moving and said how nice it is to work at home. NICE, like real. Everything i do in my house, i have to seek consent. I cant even throw 6 big empty boxes outside my house. My stupid dad asked JM to FLAT ALL THE BOXES when we are in a rush to go to his ah ma’s birthday party. Its really maddening.

Im really quite disappointed with my parents. Businessman themselves, but they dont understand what im going through. I thought being business people right from young, all the more they should support whatever i do in my life. But yet they dont at all. When they need help, i go all out to help them. They want me to run errands, advice my brothers on whatever issues, help my dad patch up with my mum, help my dad talk to my mum to bury her hatchet with our relatives and attend some important gatherings, advise my mum not to gamble so much, all these seem rightfully to be my job in the first place when its not. I can just heck it but i always choose to let myself poke my nose into all these family matters. On top of that, i can hardly breathe managing business & studies. But when i need the most basic support from my loved ones, no one give it to me. REALLY NO ONE.

I dont need a single cent from them. I already made it very clear that no matter what happens, i will not depend on my family’s wealth to build my dreams. But i need support from them. Like how JM’s parents support him. I dont need negative response from my mum all the time. I dont need the sudden cold and warm treatment from my dad which leaves me totally bewildered. Like wad the fuck, are you supporting or not supporting me. Its so unfair. They can suddenly call me and said one of their china workers wanna buy clothes from me so she’s going up to my 3rd floor store space to choose clothes. I said okay, because i find it so hard to reject my family members’ requests, no matter what it is. Both my brothers always dont have enuff money to spend. Who give? I transfer to them despite JM’s nags. So at this point i really dont get it when i merely tell them something, not asking anything in return and they always give me a totally caught off guard reply.

My imperfect family. Im really disappointed.

Simple Happiness.

Love.

JM’s Ah Ma’s birthday party made me appreciate and reap the true meaning of simple happiness.

Sometimes luxury and wealth doesn’t bring much laughter. At least, when you live in your comfort zone for too long, living a stable and simply nothing-to-worry-about lifestyle, the primitive things that often make someone happy are forgotten.

Our family dont have a hobby that bring us together. Like i said, we used to live in a big house together. But conflicts happened and all of us shift out, only my grandparents are still staying in that house. My family of 5 shifted from Pasir Ris, to Sengkang and now, Changi. And we seldom have gatherings, except for birthday celebrations and CNY. But the sad thing is, even during these special occasions, you will feel that something is missing somewhere. Like everyone seem very distant. We eat good food, but whats the point of eating expensive food when the company is not great.

And my bf’s family is really different. Honestly speaking, i really envy his family. His Ah Ma’s birthday is like one of the most HAPPENING & vibrant party i’ve ever been to okay. @ the ktv lounge, there’s people dancing cha-cha and calling themselves ” Ming Zhu He Chang Tuan”. How cute. And there’s a DJ, plus catering food and bar counter to order drinks. Its just so noisy and fun. Life is so simple but fun there. Its like no matter how busy you are, or how tired, once you enter the lounge, everyone enjoys themselves to the brim. So different from my family.

I enjoyed myself today. Tonight, i really feel that i can be part of his family too. A fully integrated member with no other considerations. Oh, another reason why im happy tonight is because his family members kept saying i look VERY YOUNG. I told them im 23 and none believed. One of the auntie hugged me so tight and said im v small and kept touching MY FACE. And WORSE, the most exaggerating comment i’ve ever heard about my age. Guess what. The DJs said i look like 13 YEARS OLD. 13 LEH, WA LAO. Its like a little kid la. JM said i actually shrunk since he last saw me in poly. He said to me, “In my memory, i dont remember you looking lidat in sec & poly. At least not this size. I thought you look like a normal size girl.” Should i feel happy or sad. Happy cos hes trying to say im slim now, sad cos his memory of me seems to be negative.

I should start learning the essence of simple pleasures. From my bf and his family.

Oh, one last thing. I feel VERY HAPPY from the bottom of my heart for his bro too. To find someone he likes is one of my wishes for him ever since i know him. He should have someone to occupy his heart.