of red packets, and… finding a dress that doesn’t make you fat


this yr’s cny is/was mega early. :/ not a fan of festivals and occasions and celebrations so… meh~

but we had a really good dinner at home and i baked!
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yumyum.

momsy made watermelon jelly.. which tasted nothing like watermelon. good job. (i kid about the latter)
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looks so pretty.. (= i’ll need to make some soon.

on day 1 of cny we dressed up and stuff, and passed momsy her present.. like 7 months late.
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haha. she was really pleased, i have the video, but my dad was like “no lah, it’s not a birkin”, and i don’t know if i should smack him for thinking i’ll buy something fake, or if people are just trying to lie to themselves…

and he’s omega thick skin, holding the bag when he didn’t pay for it. mm. i’m quite pleased i had the bag sitting at home for a month or so without her even realising it.

went to my uncle’s place first.
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the sisters. (=

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them swapping bags because let’s be honest.. who doesn’t love blue?!

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found this pig rabbit thing… sis thought it was amusing.

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dress from bkk. shoes from far east. nine west clutch. accessories/watch from juicy, hermes, random places.

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bro tried his hand at posing. he bought his shirt specially for cny. seriously..

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he’s such a pro if you ask me (=

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our version of leonado’s haterz gna hate pose.

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all of them in blue. as i said, who doesn’t love blue?!

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family shot at extended relative’s house. (=

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godma and i up to our nonsense, as usual.

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yiyi!

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that dude is called isaac too… and that’s my uncle behind me.

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we then headed off to my dad’s client’s home. meh. makes me feel very sad when i see the house.
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finally we’ve a pic of her! (=

went to my dad’s mom’s place and then another client’s place.. so that’s 5 houses in day 1. more than enough if you ask me, at least i didn’t dress up for nothing. uhm. yea to me that’s dressing up already. didn’t wear make up. bahah. can’t be bothered. maybe when i get married…

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