I *heart* Prada

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..

It was Prada's opening at Ion on Tuesday. Before the event, my boss asked if I will be carrying mine. I told him the people who will be attending the event are richer and have nicer bags, so I shall not embarress myself. A normal clutch bag will do fine. By the way, my clutch only cost 130,000 Rupiah.

He said his girlfriend will be carrying her Loewe because it is "a higher grade" than Prada... I cannot find words to describe my exact feelings. It is like going to Chivas party but bringing your own Macellan or Highland Park for the same reason... Such an ass. To me, both are good but just that they have different target audience.

Seriously, HOW CAN ANYONE LOOK DOWN ON PRADA?!

If Prada is so not your league, why did you go back home with a brand new "lower grade" bag?! Was it because someone else is paying for it?

Why do people attend parties like these and feel the need to compare? How can anyone look down on Prada? *sobs*

The new Prada boutique is very nice, just that the steps are a little scary.I have never seen Prada so crowded before. Considering that it was by invitation only and most people are somebody (except me), I must say Singapore is full of rich folks.

If one person does not like Prada, I am sure there are many more who appreciates it. I *heart* Prada. I really do.

Bintan Getaway

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..


I was away in Bintan for a dirty weekend. Yeah, like real...


It was not a romantic trip nor work trip or whatsoever. It was with my family.


The last time I visited Bintan was two years ago around this time. Back then, I was not holding a proper job, not schooling, very single and horny and extremely lonely. How things changed.

Banyu Biru Villa @ Nirwana Gardens

3 bedrooms, 3 toilets, a kitchen, a dining room and a balcony. Much bigger then local chalets and so are the price tags. Singapore government have a share in it, no wonder most of the guests are distinguishably Singaporean.

Guess it explains the koi fishes for Feng Shui?

That is so Chinese...

Picture perfect scenes

Did I mention there are kids?

Building sandcastles with plastic tools.

Mr HB said for the first time in his life he woke up hearing children's voices. I think he was quite motivated to make a few kids of his own after that. Alas, it was not possible with parents around and non sound proof wall, so it had to wait.

Thus,

we relaxed by the beach.

I am Hairy, I'll Rather Be

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..

Someone told me he saw the picture of me with a Tag and it seemed like he only noticed the hair on my arm. Of all things, you can only talk about the hair on my arm! THB is officially upset because the effort she took to write was completely ignored.


I am hairy? I know I am not hairless. I know I do not have hair so fine that it is appears invisible. If that is call hairy, then yes I am hairy.

If I am not hairy, I will have to draw my eyebrows everyday. I will have to rush to the mirror to check if I still have brows everytime I perspire. Although, drawn eyebrows allows a person to look more made up and my brows will look like caterpillars if I allow them to grow, I am not complaining.

If I am not hairy, threading and waxing will not hurt because there is no hair to be removed. Removing hair from its roots is never as easy as it seem. It hurts like hell and it causes bleeding sometimes.

If I am not hairy, a substantial amount of money and time can be saved on hair removal. I resorted to using epilator to remove hair on my legs and underarm. It may take a longer time because it plucks out hair strand by strand. I am using it because it is cheaper. Do not expect me to use it on pubic area and my arm because it will forever. I may take a little bit more effort in hair removal but do not expect me to be obsessed.

I do not want to look like this...


















Hairy? Yes I am hairy, I'll rather be.

Typical Wedding Questions

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..


Wedding season is here again. To recouperate my ang pow losses, I have been actively seeking out brides, bridesmaid and wedding attenders to increase my shop's sales. Please drop me a mail if you have friends that need customised nails. Thank you.


If my business is booming, I will say I LOVE WEDDINGS! Like many people who are going broke from attending weddings, I want to say," I HATE WEDDINGS!" Why do people get married at the same time?


Now I finally understand why some people try not to attend so many weddings.


On the last wedding I attended, I believed I answered the same questions five times. I have shortlisted the five questions every unmarried human will go through.

1. When is yours?

I do not have a date yet and I find this question irritating. If it is irritating to people like me with plans, I do not know how irritating it is to those unattached and those that have been dating for very long that has no plans yet. You will not believe how stressful this question is.

2. Where is your dinner?

Must I have a dinner? Why can't I have breakfast, lunch, tea or even drinks? Why must it be at night? If I can hold it at a void deck, community centre or a park in the daytime, I probably would! It would be free and easy!

3. Have you found your dream gown?

Dream gown? You got to be joking. Do I look like a princess to you? Can you ever imagine me in a girlish, flowery, bubbly wedding dress with all the hair pins and tonnes of hairspray? My ideal outfit is something short and I can wear while running on a beach. I would call it a wedding dress.

4. Signed up for and beauty packages yet?

The person that asked is actually skinny and she spent thousands of dollars on a slimming package she clearly does not need as wedding preparation. As for facials, yes I do need them. THB will gladly accept any slimming and facial packages offered because I am not willing to part with thousands of dollars. I am doomed to be a fat and ugly bride.

5.Applied for a flat yet?

Is this a standard procedure? What if I have super duper fucking rich parents and I do not need to apply for a HDB? All right, I do not have rich parents but I want to and I can save my CPF money and cram with my future in-law and her two cats. Is that a problem?


By the way, why can't I just move in, sign the papers, pop a kid and I can save all the trouble and questions?


Why are people so concerned about what I will be doing? Why can't people be concerned with how things are going and if I am happy? There are so many couples I know whose relationship sours during wedding preparations and I do not aspire to be one of them.


Marriage is a union among two people and it should be about making the two people happy. As for the rest, stop giving useless comments and asking irritating questions unless you are paying for it...

Old Clothes

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..


Like all women, I have a closet full of clothes but nothing to wear!


I used to laugh at people who said that, now I became one of them... Talk about retribution.


After realising I do indeed have too much clutter, I finally got to clearing my wardrobe. It is a little premature for spring cleaning but I managed to clear three big red plastic bag of clothes! Now that my wardrobe is empty, I think I have an excuse to get more clothes.




Half the clothes in the bags are more than five years old. Clothes that I could not fit into anymore and those that I will never be caught dead in now. Yet, I could not gather the courage to throw them away earlier.


Part of me hoped I could fit into my 25 inch jeans again but reality tells me it will not happen again. There is a co-relation between my jeans and my age. It only goes up. Not down...


Another part of me thought maybe I can keep my clothes for my daughter. I always find it cool when people say they dug into their mum's old clothes when they have nothing to wear. It will be nice but I am not even married. Oh well...


Old clothes are like memories. It was part of me until something new came about. It was part of me, thus I was reluctant to get rid of it. I kept too many things, hence I became untidy the moment I got lazy. My wardrobe was not the only part that became messy. My mind and my actions did.


I should be selective in what I want to keep and discard. This applies to both clothes and memories. What is the point of keeping everything? Everything means nothing if it does not exist to make me happy...


Are you happy with all the clutter in your life? If not, it is time for premature spring cleaning too...

Batam Massage Rocks

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..


A little pressure. A little pain. All my troubles and pain seem to go away...

I like it hard. The harder the better. I even had to resort to paying for it to get it because no one is giving it to me for free. I love massages.

(Not THB in pic)

It has been a year since I went to Batam for cheap and good spa massage. I visit Batam frequently with friends when I was single and had nothing better to do during weekends. Now, I only had the chance to visit Batam for spa when Mr HB is away and I had to have my period! !@#$%^&@#$%^#$#$%^$%^


No ratus = CCB

*sobs*


THB is waiting patiently for her next non menstruating Batam trip. =(


Why Batam?


The spa cum massage cum hair spa cum ear candling cum eye treatment is cheaper than my ferry to Batam.


Also, I happen to like Javanese massage and I am not able to find good massages in Singapore. Even if I am able to, I can visit Batam five times with that amount of money.... Sigh...

Is that not a good enough reason why Batam Massage Rocks?

Women Should Love Football!

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..

Some women watch football to feast their eyes and I have always wondered why.

Men with balls are no doubt cute.

Men playing with balls...? Woo lala....

I think I am falling in love with Theo Walcott all over again...


Wait a minute, I think I have been missing out on a whole lot more...

Look at his eyes, no wonder Siren loves him. You can have him. I like Theo better. =)

Men with babies? It screams S-E-X-Y.

Then he is S-E-X-Y to the power of three...

Can someone tell me who this guy is? I really think he is cute....

So this is what he has been hiding under that blue jersey all these time?! Wow...

I am definitely getting Mr HB a gym membership soon...


I cannot help but notice his... Ahem you know where...

I think I am going to be a football freak soon.

Why complain when men watches football? Women should love football!

Why Do You Want To Be Like Me?

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..


Have you felt like sometime in your life, there is a friend who always try to be like you? From what job you hold, the school you attended, the things you do, the people you meet and the lifestyle you lead.


There is this person that irritates me with constant questions. In the past, I thought she was geneuinely concerned but it took me quite a while to realise it was not as simple as it appeared to be. I surprise myself with the amount of patience I displayed.


When I graduated a few years ago, I tried desperately to land myself with a job with the bank because I wanted to do something related to my degree. Numerous job interviews from receptionist to banker proved unsussessful. She tried and got it. Good for her until the the economic crisis hit...


She asked me to introduce my contacts to her. Even if I do know a few people, I am not close enough with them to talk about money because money is a sensitive issue. The main reason was, I cannot let people I know invest their money with a constant job hopper and someone who is always uncontactable and late for appointments.


This person who looks up to me easily became a priority choice as a business partner. I need a partner because I know I cannot do things alone. Past experiences taught me I need a business partner who does not have too many opinions. She was fine until she brought a friend whom I have never met to "share" her shares and asked the same questions she asked while I negotiated the deal... Naturally, I got someone else as a partner without waiting for her reply.


Whenever she sees me online or meet-ups with other friends, she never fail to enquire about my shop. She seemed concerned about my suppliers and staff. Until yesterday, she divulged that she is working as a part-time manicurist at her friend's and complained about demanding customers and their stinking feet.


Sorry gal, you should know what you got yourself into before you started. My shop may be very open and small but my girls are trained and my customers are nice. My shop is too humble for you, a high flying banker who chose to wash people's feet, I know that and you do not have to remind me.


I find that rude. People go for pedicure for a lot of reasons and you found one of the reasons. Why do you even find the need to bitch about that? If you think you can do better, go ahead by all means. You do not have to update me things I am not concerned with.


I know you do read my blog occasionally but why are you shaping your love life into mine when I was stupid three to four years ago? I only became wise recently and that is why I am happy now.


I hated it when people called me messed up and suggested I seek help. I insisted they do not understand what I was going through and it is "MY LIFE". Turns out that they were right to some extent but I was in fact the one that saved myself.


I thought waiting for the right guy will end my misery but no guy is right until you change your mentality. If I decided to sleep with other guys when I had the chance while dating Mr HB, I may still be single and boyfriendless now.


There are many things you do not have to learn through the school of hard knocks. Read, absorb and learn from others' experiences. Why do you want to be like me? You are not me and you will never be like me.


Some people got lucky and found their happiness.
Some never realised that until much later.
Some people never realise that remained unlucky.

Next Blog Awards will be Better

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..


So, was the blog awards successful?

JF said, "If there is no drinking, then it is not successful."

There were non-alcoholic drinks for consumption, either there are too many underaged people invited for Nuffnang to keep track or there was not enough budget or maybe it was only for the secelcted few tables... =(

Mr HB said it is commendable for a bunch of young people to pull this off. Ask those who attended, most of them (probably underaged) had the best time of their life. A handfull either say,"It sucks," or "not there yet on a professional level".


HB thinks it was, "Not too bad."

Successful or not succeful, you have to be there to be the judge.

Before the event, I did not make it a secret that it was going to be an eye rolling session. Why? It will be the same VIPs, winners and many bimbo wannabe bloggers (and I was right).

I really gotta give it to Nuffnang. How amazing they are able to make people with blogs work for their "invites" to the awards. Formal parties, events, functions I attended with free flow alcohol, never fail to come with formal snail mail invitation which do not require the invited guest to do anything but attend. It was a little different in this case because I was only able to get my invite only after constant reminders for writing two entries. No prizes for correct guesses to which entries.


This entry probably will never be published if this e-mail was never sent,"Dear Blogger, Thank You for your wonderful blog entries! You will be given a pair of invites to the Nuffnang Asia-Pacific Blog Awards happening on the 23rd October."

I am not the only one unhappy after receiving it.


First of all, do not mass send invites. It could be the same mail sent to contestants, but there should be a slightly different version for invites. I understand that my registered nick is still The Horny Bitch (that is because I could not change it) and you have difficulty in addressing me that, but I have a name and I am sure you can check from your database.


Second, you have someone dealing with blogger relations. Do you have any idea what is called "personal touch"? How will you feel if I keep calling you Nuffie?


Third, what do you mean I will be given? You already called and e-mailed to informed me in advance I am given. May I suggest you use, "You will be receiving your invites or we will be sending your invites," instead. Maybe I had been out of touch and this is how modern day invites work.

E-invite attached in e-mail.

Fourth, one thing I do not understand is if it is meant to be a formal event, then why not make everything formal? Formal invites and formal red carpet dress codes, black tie and evening gown.

I thought it should be black tie for gentlemen and gowns for ladies, not long sleeve shirt and pants, "preferably black tie" in bracket and cocktail dresses stated on the electronic invitation. It will be weird if he come in black tie and I in a cocktail dress, me in gown and he only in long sleeve shirt and pants. As a result, Mr HB and I really had no idea what to wear.

Granted that not many people own black tie and gowns, may I suggest next time make it semi-formal or something for the convenience of everyone? Since most came dressed like they are attending a wedding dinner. Maybe my idea of gala is different. Sorry. I should not compare and I do apologise.

The event really was not too bad but I just felt that there is room for improvement for preparation before the actual event. Let THB jie jie share something I learnt from PR, offend your guests and you may risk not having anyone attend your event next time. Let's hope the next blog awards will be better. :)

Nuffnang Blog Awards 2009

Confession of the day.. 今日的忏悔..

Nuffnang Blog Awards 2009 was a red carpet event, no surprises who I chose to attend it with. My other half which I refer to affectionally as Mr HB.

THB proudly presents Mr HB!

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He will be very upset when he sees this. Sorry for cutting your face away baby, I value our privacy... I still love you ok.

Only three people got to talk to and see Mr HB and I am sure they know who they are.

I walked to the table faster when I saw familar faces sitting at the same outcast section as me.

Seated right at the end of the room near the wall beside Nuffnang crews.

Mrs Tea or kpoisoh who is neither married nor old and X-tin who looks like she never age a day after her 18th birthday.

It was probably the only event Mr HB did not bump into anyone familar (all youngsters) and he seemed rather pleased when Mrs Tea addressed him as Mr HB...

Lovely sweets on the table.

which I could not open the jar to enjoy it to kill my boredom.

Btw, Mrs Tea your jar of sweets is still with me...

Four course menu,

which had us discussing where to go for supper.

Too bad it was not Chinese style because there were two empty seats at our table.

Typical bloggers reaction.

Take picture! Take picture!

Goggle for those who attended and I bet you will see how nice the food looked. THB is not interested in taking pictures of food because HB Diaries is not a food blog. The only thing I eat here is Mr HB.

*Act Shy*

Fast forward to the end of dinner.

Nominees and winners on stage for photo taking.

So, was the event successful?

To be cont...