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MUSINGS OF A CHIPPENDALE DAD

Posted on October 16, 2010 | 11 Comments

so this is an entry dedicated to Mia Chan a.k.a the cutest, most precious lil girl in the whole wide world. (of course it helped loads that her daddy’s pretty hot to begin with) so before i get started on Mia, let me introduce her dad, Bryan Chan. i got to know Bryan when he first performed in singapore, as a singer with the Chippendales, earlier this year in march. and boy, this guy CAN SING! amazeballs! here’s a sneak peak at a chippendale rehearsal clip of Bryan nailing Jay Sean’s “Down”…. (the blonde’s John Cook, backup dancer for NSync, BSB, MJ; the brunette is Nick MacLeod, finalist on SYTYCD).


(cant see? click HERE instead.)

PSSST: Bryan was once part of a boy band LMNT with some dude who’s now in the cast of Glee. 987FM used to play LMNT back in the day!

blast from the past. bryan should totally get on GLEE and up the "hot" factor on the show imho.

so thats Mia’s dad Bryan. now back to her: ive been keeping up with the going-ons in Mia’s world via her daddy’s facebook page and i found his captions under her photos to be lap-slappingly hilarious ala “chronicles of a chippendale daddy”. so i asked if he’d allow me to post them up on my blog… and i got a “YES”! you’re about to enter Mia’s world, through her daddy’s musings, in an almost chronological order. :)

"If you were wondering what's new... Amelia June Chan... "Mia". Six months old next week. A handful. And the best thing that's ever happened to me....and trust me....I've had a LOT of good shit happen to me."

"Peanut butter cup overload from Valentines. They came via this bunny rabbit who woke me up this morning."

"I tried to explain that it's too cold and windy to get out of her stroller... but she keeps looking at me like '...but dad..it's EASTER!'"

"Sunday paper is something I look forward to all week...my daughter, on the other hand, obviously feels it's a waste of a tree and felt I should be paying attention to more important things...mainly her."

"On our way back to Vegas from a great mother's day weekend. My knees are digging into the back of the guy in front of me while my daughter's got more room then the schmucks in first class."

"My daughter would rather play with the diaper then let me put it on her....after 15 minutes I gave up. She can spend the rest of the day naked for all I care...just don't sh*t on the carpet."

"The ratio of food that actually makes it into my daughter's mouth is about 5%...the other 95% ends up in her hair, in her ears, or down her shirt. I may not have the next Einstein...but at least she's feeding herself."

"My college buddies came to Vegas this weekend...Scott was great teaching Mia the subtle differences between the Audi Q5 and the Mercedes ML550. However, feeding her and changing a diaper...well... he could use a few more lessons. Always wipe down you dumb*ss...and don't hold her like a football!"

"It's 96 degrees in Vegas and I just spent the last 45 minutes blowing up and filling up this kiddie pool...my daughter chose to acknowledge this grand gesture by screaming bloody murder and wrapping herself around my neck like a boa constrictor when I tried to put her in it. Her scream was so blood curdling that I'm thinking, ok..surely the neighbors have called the cops by now."

"I have to remember that when my daughter is having a meltdown in a public place she can't help it...she's trying to express herself the only way she knows how. I, on the other hand, am a grown ass man and should not lose my sh*t....So to the men and women of Smith's grocery on Eastern, who saw me have a full out argument with my 9 month old, I apologize. Once again, I am one step closer to completely losing my marbles."

"I must have the daddy blinders...because anyone else's kid that looked like this would have me repulsed...she looks like a lion after the kill...but the way she was tearing into that spaghetti had me laughing so hard i was in tears. This kid was eating like it was gonna be her last meal."

"somehow thought Father's Day would start out quieter, happier and more pleasant than all the other previous mornings. Apparently, my daughter didn't get that memo....In fact, it was probably lost amongst all the other previous memos I sent, including RE: dirt is not food and RE: don't kick your legs while I'm trying to change your sh*t filled diaper."

"She's learned to carefully select only the carrots and leave all the peas on the tray....so, applesauce if it's chilled...bananas when they're ripe...and carrots without the peas. I'm just trying to get her fed and this kid thinks she's sitting at the chef's table at the Four Seasons."

"had to miss my normal daddy day with Mia to be at the Chipps event. So today we threw our own Chippendales Calendar Release Party....complete with private cabana and topless pool."

"...apparently the new way we watch TV...Only my daughter would grunt like a pig, fart like a trucker and insist on watching Baby Einstein like she was saddled on a horse. Ahhhh Mia...you are turning into quite the lady."

"witnessed the food pyramid in action today. Girl in high chair drops cookie....Mia grabs said cookie from the foot rest and attepmts to put it in her mouth...dog grabs and eats cookie before she even has the chance. Two girls in tears. One dog well fed. Life lesson #4 Mia. If you want the cookie, sometimes you gotta be a bitch."

"Mia's first trip to the beach. If you didn't know, this is latest swimsuit collection from Jeanie and Jack...which is the Versace of kids clothes....so... $65 later, my daughter looks like a red giraffe and this picture caught the 5 minutes she spent in the bathing suit before she squirmed out of it and insisted on rolling around the beach naked. If any of you were wondering if this is really my kid....well that should help you answer."

"im not a total sucker. Today I decided to let her cry it out at nap time. I stood my ground, and I refused to pick her up. After twenty minutes of inconsoleable whaling, she passed out from exhaustion. For those of you keeping score, that's 1 for me and 245 for Mia. **fists in the air** Victory is mine! (today at least)"

"is thinking she's just looking for a place to hide and get a little alone time. Trust me....there have been several times in the last 10 months that I've wanted to crawl into those cabinets and do the same thing."

"It's official. Mia has totally abandoned Baby Einstein for Barney. You try and change the channel, she screams. You try and turn it off, she gets hysterical. You try and talk to her while she's watching, and she completely ignores you. This big gay purple dinosaur is like crack cocaine for my daughter. God bless him...I can get my house in order...albeit in 30 minute intervals."

"never really thought my daughter looks definitively Asian...until this morning, when I didn't know if I was being greeted by Mulan or the lead hostess at Ruby Foo's Dumpling House."

"was told by his daughter that the built in seat on the shopping cart is for babies. Apparently we now ride in the main basket...where we can grab canned Lima beans off the shelf and throw grapes out of the cart when I'm not looking."

"Grabbed dinner tonight with uncle Danny and aunt Reyna at the new restaurant Republic...Mia, as always, was the example of proper table manners and exemplary behavior...save for the throwing of sugar packets, dropping of silverware onto the floor, and crawling across the table with her bare feet...yet another five star dining experience."

"Well...she apparently got my sleep demeanor. If she can avoid my OCD, the need for even numbers, and chewing with her mouth open, I would say that she has avoided the major dysfunctional behaviors that I thought I may have passed on to her."

"The hair matched her mood this morning...bad. She must have known I was leaving for Asia today. Don't worry Mia, I'll be back soon...and I'll bring a comb."

"Never underestimate what a kid can do during a two minute break to the bathroom. The results are sometimes devastating."

"got to the front of the line at Smith's only to look down and notice we were missing a shoe.... Fifteen minutes later, after scouring down every aisle like a mad man, we found it near frozen foods. Next time I'm going to duct tape them to her feet."

"Nothing builds your self esteem more then when your daughter has an obsession with grabbing and playing with your fat rolls."

"My daughter turned one year old today. This last year has included a complete lack of adequate sleep, a loss of my social independence, and a major hit to my financial balance sheet......and I wouldn't have had it any other way. Happy Birthday Mia...you're the most amazing thing to ever happen to me and I couldn't be prouder to be your dad."

and with that, i conclude my tribute to Mia Chan. ISNT SHE SO PRECIOUS!? *swoons* if you wanna keep up with the going-ons in Mia’s world, you may join Bryan’s facebook page HERE. he also posts frequent updates on the Chippendales; if you’re a fan, they’d be returning to singapore for a week in Feb 2011.. girls’ night out fo’ sho’! you heard it here first *wink*

thanks Bryan for letting share Mia's photos on my blog x

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THE DIE-HARD HAPPY MEAL

Posted on October 14, 2010 | 16 Comments

okay. saw this and HAD TO repost:

“Last April, artist Sally Davies bought a McDonald’s Happy Meal at her local Golden Arches. But she didn’t eat it. She put the burger and fries on a shelf in her apartment and photographed it every day. She posted the pictures of her aging meal on her Flickr page. Six months later, Davies says the food feels plastic and looks shiny but there’s still no mold.” (click HERE for source)

ah, the “peter-pan” of fast food meals… wouldnt this be awesome as a science project too? LOL! im just super glad this experiment wasnt done on chicken mcnuggets cuz that would cause a MASSIVE psychological dent on my emotional well-being. PLEASE! DON’T MESS WITH THE NUGGETS! leave them as they are. i dont need know if they’re everlasting or not. besides, can you bear to leave/see a box of nuggets hangin around, UNEATEN? you’d need a will of steel to achieve that feat; even harder if a box of curry sauce was next to it.. mmm… leave. the. nuggets. alone.

besides, so what if they’re everlasting? if you’ve always wondered how i look much younger than my (31 years of) age, its cuz the food i eat contains alot of preservatives! LOL! :P

if you’re interested to check out Sally Davies’ daily photo journal of her Happy Meal project, click HERE.

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THINGS I CAN’T EVER GET INTO

Posted on October 13, 2010 | 25 Comments

this entry’s inspired by Shan’s facebook status. a coupla days ago, he posted:

high brow things that i am meant to appreciate but which i have come to the realisation i will never really enjoy – blue cheese; fine whisky; Shakespeare; Coen Brothers movies; the music of Beck; almost all modern art; Egyptian artifacts; opera….

so i got my list together. this will serve as my proverbial middle-finger to all who’ve given me flak, at one point or another, for not being classy/tasteful/cool enough to enjoy the “good” things in life.

  • woody allen films: WTF.
  • mulholland drive by david lynch : royal waste of time.
  • olives on its own/on/in anything: i always feel like im missing out on something good cuz all my friends seem to like olives so much. fact that they relish their olives with near-orgasmic pleasure, makes me feel super left out. so believe me ive TRIED to like ‘em. i even got my girlfriend to “school” me on the consumption/appreciation of olives. but i took one tiny bite and said “URGH” and that was that.
  • caviar: worse than jizz.
  • the music of interpol: they should just stick to playin in their respective basements. with sound proof walls. and headphones.
  • renaissance art: okay davinci’s pretty cool but seriously after going past 5 renaissance-type paintings, they all start to look the same… half naked & grossly unproportionate women, men baring their super tiny family jewels…

  • wine experts egging me on to smell the cork of a wine bottle.. wtf for?! smells like CORK to me. i also have a lil laugh inside whenever these said connoisseurs launch into ”deep” discussions about the “floral notes” of the wine and ask if i can smell a hint of pineapple… the insides of my head would scream “ITS FERMENTED GRAPES. IM PRETTY SURE PINEAPPLES WERENT INVOLVED IN THE MIX”… *yawn* some people really take themselves too seriously.
  • shakespeare: okay so the bard was ahead of his time during his time, erm like in the 1500s? that’s like EONS ago. sure he wrote well, told great stories blah blah. i just feel its absolutely unecessary that we’d have to suffer shakespearean-era blank verses if we had wanted to read his stories. i think its about time we modernized shakespeare with modern day lingo so that shakespearean classics like the Merchant of Venice, Hamlet etc would be less of a chore to absorb during literature lessons. the trick here is to get as many people to LIKE the stories FIRST; the fancy old lingo can come after. its not bastardizing the bard’s work, i consider it to be spreading the bard’s love, albeit in a more accessible manner. here are some examples of how shakespeare could be simplified:


“to be or not to be” (hamlet), could be: “er.. so how ah?”

“friends, romans, countrymen, lend me your ears” (julius caesar), could be: “eh! everybody listen up!”

“but earthlier happy is the rose distill’d, than that which withering on the virgin thorn grows, lives and dies in single blessedness.” (a midsummer night’s dream), could be: “better get married, or you will die a lonely old virgin.”

if you can think of ways to simplify other famous shakespearean verses, please share them with me :) aight, thats my list of things i cant get into. what’s yours?

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*INK *INK

Posted on October 12, 2010 | 16 Comments

shots taken using my LUMIX LX3.

we get our inkjobs done at FLYBACK TATTOO (4th Floor, Far East Plaza).
call JERRY for appointment: 96871122

Jerry ROCKS.

 

my friend

 

 

inner arm ink jobs hurt so beautifully bad

 

 

almost done. face of calm.

 

 

my ink: Freiheit. it means freedom in german.

 

 

ink transfer onto skin

 

 

pleasure in pain.

 

 

blood and ink. oh what a beautiful mess. almost done.

 

 

I LOVVIT XXX

 

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EMO

Posted on October 12, 2010 | 3 Comments

“as we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to let you down probably will. you will have your heart broken probably more than once and its harder every time. you’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. you’ll fight with your best friend. you’ll blame a new love for the things an old one did. you’ll cry because time is passing too fast, and you’ll eventually lose someone you love… so take too many pictures, laugh too much and love like you’ve never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you’ll never get back.“

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I LOVE BREAKFAST

Posted on September 9, 2010 | 37 Comments

im not a morning person but i’d totally get out of bed for breakfast.

okay so what if i dont belong in the privileged group of women who have their breakfasts served to them in bed? WAKE UP CALL (no pun intended): that crazy scene only happens in movies!

so anyway, yeah, i love breakfast. the mere thought of having a stacked plate smelling of sausagey, tomatoey, eggy, baconey greasy-grilled goodness really gets me going nutters. im the sort who, when on a vacation, regardless of whether i stumbled back into the hotel room just barely a coupla hours before from a night’s worth of hardcore partying, would drag myself outta slumber just so i can shuffle down to the buffet restaurant for my breakfast. lol! i’d stuff my face and then head back to sleep. sloth, much? haha!

when im back in singapore, bearing in mind once again that im not a morning person, im totally appreciative of places that serve ALL-DAY BREAKFAST. even if its not all-day, at least til 5pm!

i used to hate it when i wake up a little too late to order my Mcdonald’s breakie set online. like FIVE minutes also cannot! breakfast ends at 12noon yes.. so i’ll call up the restaurant at 12:05pm and BEG them to do up a hotcakes+sausage meal for me… and i’d always get a flat “NO” in return :( or showing up at a restaurant a little over the “official” breakfast hour only to be told “sorry, breakfast is over, kitchen’s doing up lunch now.”

SERRRIOUSLY.

ive been working odd hours for pretty much the most of my adult life. “odd” as in i start work later than the usual flock. okay so im not really one who has to get up at frickin 7am… big effing deal! hello! my radio show only starts at 8pm! plus there are people who work at night like me! the people who serve you booze, run your news network + tv/radio stations, bake your bread, empty your rubbish bins and clean the roads…. sorry for sounding like a bitch but not everyone works 9-to frickin-5.

rigid cafes/restaurants are seriously living in the past man! we’re evolving into a society thats becoming more 24-7 as each day passes: supermarkets (mustafa, cold storage @ HV, shop & save), convenience stores (7-11, Cheers), brothels in geylang… hehe. they’re all making money what! if those establishments can do it and thrive, why cant these Nazi-esque F&B joints follow suit?

whats so difficult about doing up a breakie for someone (i.e: ME) who arrives just FIVE/TEN MINUTES after the “official” breakfast hours? doode, you can bang up a Pasta Aglio Olio and Roast Chicken for your lunch menu but you cant do up a simple eggs, toast and bacon combo for me? all you need is stove and ingredients and they’re both right there in the kitchen what… tsk tsk.

plus the fact that breakfast is such an amaaazing/comforting meal! i dont understand why we cant have that option to have it at anytime we want right? anyhoos, over the years, ive done my research the hard way and found these gems that never fail to satiate that spur-of-the-moment craving for breakfast.

my top favs for all-day breakies: WILDHONEY and HATCHED.

my top favs for breakies served til late (about 4pm-5pm): CAFE HACIENDA and PRIVE (Bakery Cafe).

of course im not all haute and atas when it comes to breakies. i do love my local breakfast fare too! some awesome all-day local favs: steamed fluffy Chwee Kuey with extra Chai Po from Tiong Bahru Market AND/OR Kaya Toastwith soft-boiled eggs and Milo combo from Ya Kun Kaya Toast outlets island-wide.

i took my cousin out on a breakfast “date” this morning and got my wishlist of food items on my dream breakfast plate at PRIVE:

STREAKY BACON – slightly burnt and crispy on the edges and no, turkey bacon wont do.

TWO EGGS – glossy, wobbly sunny-side-ups.

TOMATOES – grilled, fried or oven-baked, doesn’t matter, as long as they're not raw or overly gooey.

BAKED BEANS – i love canned baked beans.. Heinz gets my vote, hands down. baked beans are just one of those things that should never be "home-made", it just doesnt have the tomatoey taste that i love that the canned variety offers.

SAUSAGES – hell yeah! i love fat juicy pork ones, bratwursts if possible. no offence intended towards anyone (religious or vegetarianous) but sausages that are not made of pork, are NOT sausages.

MUSHROOMS - button shrooms sauteed in butter, rosemary and black pepper.

THE PERFECT PLATE: served with toasted whole wheat bread slices, a generous handful of arugula salad and pure butter. ultimate comfort plate.

i asked my radio partner shan about his dream breakfast plate…:
“no breads involved. i want several hashbrowns forming a base or a floor of sorts on the plate. two bratwurst pork sausages. 2 poached eggs with hollandaise sauce. two tall mounds of sauteed mushrooms on the side. and some breaded onion rings.”

what would make your dream breakfast? or what makes a disappointing shitty one?

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A DOSE OF MADNESS

Posted on September 7, 2010 | 1 Comment

was at TAB over the weekend for Don Richmond’s acoustic set. twas a very intimate and chillax vibe, with guest performers Vanessa Fernandez + Mark Bonafide + the Don & Drew reunion, all made for a purrfact late sunday evening do. all our friends were there so it was wise-crack/corny jokes galore over pints of beer and erm, single malt whisky on-the-rocks for me :)

Don, ever the natural performer, entertained us with his sheer talent, heart/soul and natural sense of humour. we laughed here and there when don cracked a joke or two between his songs. the night however took a sharp turn when a member of the audience, a 16 year old boy (how he managed to sneak into TAB, i dunno), started reacting, albeit over enthusiastically, to don’s performance! and almost instantly, all of us started to twist and writhe in side-splitting bursts of laughter at this boy’s seemingly crazy display of inhibition…

MAD

MAD

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i laughed. guilty-as-charged. but it also got me thinking after.

this boy’s probably slightly “screw-loose”, granted. but i found it heart-warming and refreshing to see such an unbriddled show of support, otherwise unheard of from us “sane” people, towards an artiste performing onstage.

and i thought to myself: how lovely would it be, if we could all break down our walls of inhibition and dance and sing along, as and when we like, with huge smiles and not a care at all in the world..?

“A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free” – Nikos Kazantzakis

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A HEART THAT HURTS IS A HEART THAT WORKS

Posted on September 5, 2010 | 2 Comments

People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality;their feelings most of all.

People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit.

LOVE HURTS. Feelings are disturbing.

People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous.

How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel?

Pain is meant to wake us up.

People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong.

Pain is something to carry, like a radio.

You feel your strength in the experience of pain.

It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters.

Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality.

If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality.

You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

-JIM MORRISON (1943 – 1971)

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AUGUST 2010: FOODPORN.KAWANS.BROW RESURRECTION

Posted on September 3, 2010 | 30 Comments

hello worrrrld.

woke up one morning in august and decided that im sick of dull black hair.. perhaps maybe would be cool if i spiff up the mop with an overhaul of chocolate. and also get fresh chunks of highlights done.. still punkish but subtle. just the way i like it. off to Essensuals @ Bugis.

if you’re lookin to get your hair sorted this month, print out the flyer below for september promotions + savers! its pretty straightforward: you save more without having to compromise quality/standard. i LOVE the fact that you get a FREE mini flattening iron when you opt for the rebonding+hair treatment package.. at only $238, its quite a steal for rebonding dont you reckon? :) print, print, print away and share the love with your loved ones. maybe i’ll even bump into you at the salon! xoxo

drinks at CM-PB at dempsey with some friends who were visiting from KL around the national day weekend. love CM-PB for the awesome lychee mojitos and chillax alfresco vibe with live acoustic music performances at night. if you stay long enough, FREE SUPPER of chicken noodle soup gets served around midnight :) sweet touch.

friends visiting from KL: tersh and her girlfriend michelle (on the right)

sara wee. meh face... as usual.

the aixa. wicked eyes. LOVE.

national day brunch at jade & emil’s place. meals at their home’s ALWAYS a treat. delish home-cooked food and a buffet of exquisite wines! (emil runs a wine business and he never fails to introduce a good bottle or two or ten)

juicy fried tau kwas stuffed with savoury minced pork

moist and tender braised duck

home-made fried beehoon, just like grandma's recipe. simple and clean.

stewed fatty pork in dark soy and mei cai

fluffy man tou pockets to contain the stewed fatty pork.. SLURRRRP.

the standard ngoh hiang and sotong balls. simple pleasures.. to be drenched in sticky sweet sauce and devoured with a cheeky child-like grin :)

buffet of sauces - yes, homemade. i want my own live-in cook too!!!

big fat juicy soon kuey with the glossiest, silkiest skin! to be smeared with chilli paste and sweet sauce and devoured in silence with eyes shut... that moment? best defined as euphoria.

party of vintage/exquisite wines and champagnes to accompany our nosh. posh indeed.

my plate. hur hur hur... buay paiseh. just pile on only :P

OMG. minced pork toasties......

MINCED PORK TOASTIES!!! PARTY IN THE MOUTH!

our gracious host Emil on the right

new friend: Hunter

Jadey, our hostess, on the right with her friend.

achingly SWEET sliced mangoes for dessert. MAD LOVE!

LOVE this wine! took a photo of it... hope to find it somehow... craving for a sip now x

ring belonging to one of the guests... its a vintage from egypt. GORGEOUS.

the brunch party xxx

was randomly flipping through STYLE magazine when i was at a hair salon.. and i came across this! totally made my day! *happiness*

met the girls for lunch at my fav new japanese restaurant KINKI. Kinki’s best described as “japanese dining with an urban attitude”. love the decor as well, will take more photos of the decor the next time i go there. the floor art of the restaurant’s designed by CHRIS GARVER of Miami Ink! Kinki its located on the second floor (#02-02) of the uber cool Customs House by the waterfront. its the hottest f+b joint in town, if you ask me. if you want a table, best to make reservations a week before. its THAT popularrr xxx

STAR DISH: warm foie gras & scallop sushi. if you dont go "MMMmmmm" in pure bliss after popping this into your mouth, my name's not rosalyn lee. its THAT good.

the super comforting and creamy King Salmon Maki topped with crispy tempura batter crumbs

my Wild Berry Sparkling Mojito.. sweet, potent and loaded with all the freshest ingredients. its looks like there's a jungle in that glass doesnt look it but trust me, there's a fair load of juice in that mug!

Van decided to be adventurous so she tried the Spicy Hachimitsu. in short, its made out of vodka, cucumber, honey and WASABI!

VERDICT? well we both tried it and agreed wholeheartedly that this was the BEST most REFRESHING most INTERESTINGLY DELISH cocktail we've ever had in our lives. ACE!

the other star dish: Amaebi & Kani Miso Sushi (the prawn heads are so crispy and season so well that you can pop the whole head in and it'll taste like your fav prawn cracker. shiok!)

bride-to-be Carrie Chong! slowly savouring her foie gras + scallop sushi x

HAPPINESS LOL xxx

i got sick of my “bald” out-of-shape brows. decided to take the plunge and try out Browhaus’s BROW RESURRECTION. it costs $1200. yes you read right: ONE THOUSAND TWO HUNDRED DOLLARRRRS. wtf!? WHY SO EX!? well, younglings, im about to tell you that this is the BEST THING ive ever done for my brows! there are Browhaus outlets islandwide but i prefer getting treatments done at House at 8D Dempsey Road :)

my fav hangout spot with all the social benefits: dining, spa, drinks, art, music.

im like SO DONE wasting time shaping and drawing my brows. i spend a good 10mins at it and IF im lucky, i end up with even looking ones. im pretty inconsistent. sometimes i’d draw them too dark but most times, i just cannot be bothered drawing them and i’d end up looking as naked as a bald eagle’s head. urgh. a good set of brows frame and shape your face. ive been told of brow resurrection for the longest time but never dared to try cuz i really cant risk lookin like those neighbourhood aunties with GREEN tattooed brows. urrrrgh. after months of deliberation, im proud to tell you that whatever fears i had before were completely irrational.

BROW RESURRECTION is NOT brow tattoo NOR IS IT brow embroidery.

tattoos use a machine moving at high speed with single needle. uses ink and the needle goes deeper into the skin.. so deep until the ink mixes with blood. anyone who’s gotten a tattoo before will know that. and that contact with blood causes the ink to OXIDIZE over time, turning the black/brown eyebrows to GREEN or BLUE – like those neighbourhood aunties/lians. plus tattoos are permanent – whodafug wants permanent brows?! you’d look like a joke if you had perfect brows at age 70 lor! like hair all white liao but brows still ZHNGed and black! LOL!

embroidery is less permanent than tattoos. BUT it still looks like a tattoo i.e: DRAWN ON. the brows dont look natural. below is an example of a tattooed brow. embroidery looks like that too:

example of tattooed/embroidered brows - looks drawn on... which is totally fine if you're going for the drag queen/minah/lian/auntie look

how is Brow Resurrection different? Browhaus is dedicated to constructing your ideal brow from root to tip. It’s true 3D lifelike brows lor!

technique: Browhaus has perfected the technique that creates a result 4 times finer than normal brow enhancement techniques. unlike conventional embroidery, which simply weave in parallel hairs, Browhaus has developed a sophisticated cloning technique. cuz we all have different brow bone structure, hair growth and hair density, conventional embroidery technique is not good enough for true lifelike results.

PLUS for Brow Resurrection, DYE is used instead of ink. the color dyes are 100% vegetable based and 100% safe. and its semi-permanent. depending on your skin type, if you’ve got oilier skin, it’ll last up to 8 months. for normal skin, it’ll last 1.5years on average. plucking your own brows will be easy cuz the shape is there. drawing your brows is easier too cuz yes, the shape’s already there.

and you can leave your worries at the door cuz these people at Browhaus are experts! to date, almost 10,000 Brows Resurrected since 2004!

so. here goes…. my journey to AWESOME BROWS!

disclaimer: for the purposes of this entry, due to the many closeup shots of my eyes, ive taken to D.I-ing away my horrendous mole. its STILL THERE in real life. i will get it removed next, once i find the guts to do it. so yeah.

lame ass "naked" out-of-shape brows.

testing testing: doing a mockup of what my brows will look like after the treatment...

ME LOVE THE SHAPE. okay go!

therapist, Li, going through the deets on what to expect and how to care for my brows after the treatment.

step 1: application of numbing cream for 20mins

20 minutes later... no im not stoned from the numbing cream if thats what you're wondering LOL!

step 2: brow resurrection begins - its PAINLESS! at most, when the numbing cream wears off a little, it feels like you're getting your brows plucked. you can sleep through this one...

think it took about 15-20mins per brow.

one side done! :) the chunky bits are the residual dye which will be wiped off.

step 3: after brows done, a dye "mask" is applied to further infuse the colour dye to my brows. i look ridiculous LOL!

omg. the ULTIMATE photo to END ALL DATES and possibilities of romance! HAHA!

step 4: cleaning off the dye...

TADAAAH! nice right?!!! my properly shaped and fuller more natural looking brows! (excuse the red marks, my skin's just sensitive, i get that way when i get my brows plucked too.)

nope i didnt draw my brows on. left them au naturel..

HAPPINESS XOXO

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I TEAR MY HEART OPEN…

Posted on September 2, 2010 | 13 Comments

… i sew myself shut. my weakness is that i care too much. my scars remind me that the past is real. i tear my heart open just to feel. – “scars”, papa roach.

its been nearly a year since i started this blog. i was blogging furiously back then thanks to a stupid breakup. raaah. i’d drum out entry after emo entry, in hope of reaching out to another broken-hearted someone and perhaps  in return, seek some form of consolation. aaaaaand! i gotta thank you, my readers: i might not know who you are… YOU! hiding behind your avatars and nicks and bogus email addies, but you have been my pillar of strength :)

its so funny when i look back now…cuz i REALLY thought back then that i’ll never love again lor! okaaaaay… that was a TAD dramatic. but after the breakup, i became exceedingly cautious and cynical when it came to matters of the heart. but that didnt mean i was depressed or anything. i enjoyed singlehood with the kind of gusto i never thought i had: i travelled alot, met new people, did loadsa fun things like sky dive… i LIVED life. but back in the private confines of my head space, i thought alot about this little thing called “love”. i missed that skip in my step, that warm glow and  fuzzy feeling inside.. and that silly ear-to-ear grin that happens whenever i fall hopelessly in love.

at this point i’d like to clarify that when i say “fall in love”, it doesnt have to mean the serious “til death do us part” type of feeling. urgh. way too much pressure, that. ”love” could mean anything from a lil crush to an infatuation… basically any positive feeling that hints towards a heart thats open and accepting :)

so i met him at a tequila bar one chilly thursday night in LA. i listened to him talk and i liked the things he said. (helps that he’s painfully cute as well.. and has the sexiest set of teeth! yes, im obsessed with teeth…) i left my friends outside for a bit and headed indoors for a drink with him. he said he was going to buenos aires for a holiday in the summer and invited me along. moved a tad too fast for comfort but right at that moment, my heart skipped a beat. and i knew. i cant fool myself, no point being cruel, the world’s tough enough as it is… i like this guy. ALOT. okay so he’s younger than i am. this “relationship” feels forbidden, yet so darn romantic. so after daily exchanges of lengthy emails and the occasional skype sessions, he’s makin a trip down to singapore for a week in december before we be jettin’ off to argentina…. mad love. FOUR MORE MONTHS! can die… serrriously….

so yes. the rozzie heart is open again. nothing concrete. but its defo open, alright. im possibly setting myself up for some sort of defeat somewhere down the road… but heck! ima just sit back, not expect too much and enjoy the ride :)

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