went for lunch with mum after school last week. on a whim, as in, kind of on impulse, i asked mum to buy me this beanie baby. we both went retarded over seeing all the toys at Hallmark! she was like looking at the monkey from angles, then i kept taking random ducks and pigs and plopping them in her hands, which pissed her off, haha. she couldn't believe i was actually asking her to buy the stuffed toy for me, because both she and i know that i've grown out of that phase after 6.

but anyway, i'm starting to sleep with it. and it's very furry, and its' fur is luxe and glossy.

and Teak Rose 161 is one of the shades from Revlon. you will never believe how much i got it for.
but anyhow.
the colour doesn't really suit me at first sight. but there's smth in it that causes the colour to mature and darken. and it reminds me of pink stucco walls. if you were wondering, it is authentic. i know that because the seal/proof was there.


i'm not a make-up crazy girl, but i cannot resist nail varnish. who can? life would be boring without variety and colour. and anyway, we girls are so lucky in the sense that we have the luxury of experimenting and wearing different things to reflect who we are...nail varnish is one of the pleasures i can allow myself.



THIS IS 80% TRUE.



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in any case you were wondering i have a sweet life,
i beg to differ.



as i have been commiserating with several friends over the weekend (thanks guys, you rock :)),
i am ill.



after parents' day yesterday, i went out with my parents to west mall, where i got a practical watch (no diamond-studded, pretty ones for me, i don't like those.) for the exorbitant price of 55 bucks. and it aint even multi-coloured! but still, i wanted one that just served it's purpose, because i can be quite tough with my watches.


i slept at around 1, then woke up at 5. and that's when i realised my throat was inflamed. i was reassured that it was normal to be in such a state after long hours of sleep.


fat hope.
it was worse the next day.
and the pain had moved from the right side to the left side.


and then,
all my plans for the following mon come crashing on my head.
it's a long story.
i don't want to keep saying it for fear of accused of wanting sympathy.



oh my.
oh my.
oh my.
that's all i can say for now.


i feel like a wreck man.
heck, i am!


but that's pessimistic and not helpful.
I LOVE sardine currypuffs!
sry, random.



and i'm into blazers.
like, those super-chic ones.
and i've a skirt obsession.
wink wink lina!


skirts as in the pencilled kind. the type secretaries wear.
used to like the box-pleated ones, but they're kinda...



i think being ill does this to you
makes you ramble on and on about fashion
without even giving a care to who has the patience to read about my sartorial likes and dislikes.



something's terribly wrong with gowri k.