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So you think about something long and hard, plan your strategy, try to construct a good email that has all your serious points conveyed but still keeping the friendly tone. And at the end, you think for a few minutes whether or not to put a smiley face. Put, don’t put, put, don’t put… hmmm… lunch goes by and you’re still thinking how to end your email. Skip lunch and everything, asking people for their opinions. Finally, with a deep breath, you click SEND EMAIL.

Ah, she replied!!

You quickly check your phone and there you see it…

One word.



So so annoying.

Yeah, this T-shirt from FV BASICS was made for those kind of people. Know any? Perfect gift for them at only RM 59.

Oh, and have you heard! We’ve launched MISCHA bags on FV today and I was the most excited in the office. I’ve been a stalker of theirs for ages now and I’m so happy to get their signature printed bags on my site. Finallyyyyy, travel in style and not with an LV overnight bag that everybody at the airport seems to have. Something even cooler with MISCHA. I wore the super hot pink clutch here. I just love the quality of these bags and the fact that you don’t have to spend thousands of ringgit for them. Have a look!

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Wearing scarf from dUCk, tshirt from FV BASICS, blazer from KITSCHEN, and clutch from MISCHA, all FashionValet. Pants from SeeLoveMine, heels from YSL. 

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oh my english

I don’t usually do the interviewing for recruitments at FV, but sometimes when no one’s available to do it, I have to stand in and be the interviewer. Not my favourite thing to do because I like people easily and if I have to not hire them, I feel very bad. If it were up to me, I would hire everyone who takes the time to come in! Which is why Dean never lets me handle HR in the company. Hehe.

 So lately I’ve been reading resumes and cover letters and seeing the exercises that they do in their first round of interview. And there are outstanding ones of course, whether or not we end up hiring them, I’m so proud Malaysia has such talent. But then sadly there is also the other side of the spectrum; the ones I would love to hire but just can’t.

 And it all boils down to one common element, I realize. Their lack of good English, written or spoken or both. When I spoke in Malay, all’s good and I saw the spark and excitement during the interview. Then when I switched to English, some of them just curled up and the confidence I previously saw just disappeared! It was really a shame because they were good! I’m like hey hey where did that lively confident girl go?!! As an employer, when given a choice, the harsh reality is of course I will hire the one with good English. And let me tell you that it is reallyyyy slim pickings out there. And it’s worrying!

 I’ve further realised the importance of good English after I needed to scale up the company. Putting ourselves out there to thousands of customers, potential business partners, especially international ones. Everyone in the office knows how anal I am about whether or not they use it or it’s or its correctly. Or when people say “It’s depends” or “That’s means”. Or how I want to pull my hair out if someone says stuffs or staffs (NO SUCH THING, PEOPLE!).  Or how I panic and tell off the marketing team when there is a newsletter or email that goes out with a spelling error. Oh my god, I am the worst, I literally scold, especially if it’s the third time it’s happened.


A joke my colleague sent me. Cringe.

Don’t get me wrong. I too make mistakes and I know if you search through this blog, you’ll find errors for sure. But if it happens in every post or every paragraph, would you hire me to represent your company? In many instances I’ve seen companies I look up to make banners or write captions on Instagram, and there I spot an English mistake. And my heart just drops. Like nooooo, please nooooo your branding was so goodddddd. Same way I feel if I spot one made by my own company!

Most of my growing up life, I was in an all-Malay medium in school so I really don’t believe that just because you’re surrounded by Malay, Malay and more Malay that you can’t have good English. As a child, I read A LOT, and I used to read out loud so I can hear myself and pronounce words. And I would watch so many English films that I even had a little American accent as a child. It was pretty annoying, I would slap myself as a child if I knew me then. When I was studying abroad, I noticed a lot of all-Malay-only groups who can speak good English, but they’re just not confident enough to mingle with non-Malays there. Naturally, after being sooo used to all-Malay friends, their English usage slowly fades away until they lose all confidence.

I’m not sure what the education system is like now, whether it’s changed again to an all-English medium like our parents’ times. For our Gen Z’s sake, I really hope it has because as much as I love our country and our language, the world is soooo much bigger than just us and it can take us far if we can actually speak confidently to the rest of the world. Like it or not, they speak in English. Then, if the next big thing is China, pretty soon, we’re all going to have to take up Mandarin lessons together too! #cannotcatchabreak

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Toots, Asma’ and I had big plans to go out tonight and celebrate the fact that Toots is going for Hajj this weekend. But somehow we ended up with takeaway bags and lots of plastic food containers at my place. We all had tiring days so we were like Let’s just hang out at home, I’m too lazy to bump into people. Lucky for me, these two best friends of mine are the types who will fight to buy the food so I just sit back and relax.

“I’ll get the food!” 

“No no, I’ll get the food!”

“No, I said it first. I want the pahala, chop!”

“Dang it.”

And there I chipped in, “You guys fight among yourselves. Just don’t forget my pasta,” as I put my feet up, change the TV channel and wait for them. Ahhhh….

So few hours later, there we were chomping on chicken wings with our bare hands, hands all messy, one leg up on the chair and chatting till the cows come home. About Toots going, about people’s hajj experiences we’ve heard about, about work, about future travels, all sorts of things. And dare I say, it was one of the best dinners we’ve ever had. You guys should try it! Ditch the usual go out and be seen outings and just have more takeaways.

We finished at about midnight and after getting messages that they were both home safely, I wrote “Guys we don’t like to go out anymore… Are we getting old?”

being pregnant

at the gynae’s


Trips to the gynae are always exciting because

(a) you’ll get to see the development of your baby

(b) and you get candy from the doctor’s room!

(YOU DON’T?!! What kind of a gynae…)

But the not so exciting part is when you have to wait a gazillion years before your turn. This period of boredom kills you slowly and you’ll have no choice but to check out other mothers. I mean, seriously guys. Pregnant women are funny to watch; some of them are slouching and snoring due to lack of sleep the night before, some of them are rubbing their tummy probably hungry, some of them are talking to their tummy (I steer clear of these ones, super awkward), some of them look very worried probably because it’s blood test day for them (I totes get it). Some behaviors are so interesting you just have to point out stuff to your other half. Who is also by the way, really really bored.

Like this one lady I saw who sat on the chair, legs crossed on the seat (like bersila style) and arms crossed up above, hands resting on the top of her head. She was all terkangkang and armpits out and everything. Like whoa lady, how’s your pregnancy going?

It was pretty awkward but hey, an unspoken rule in the gynae’s clinic is that no one judges anyone. We might talk about you, but we never judge because we all understand. One leg up on the chair? You must be having leg cramp, you poor dear. Sleeping with mouth open? You’ve never looked more beautiful, Mommy. Scolding your husband for playing game instead of rubbing your back? He should’ve done that sooner, girlfriend.

That last one was me.

I saw a husband rubbing his wife’s neck and turned to Dean unsatisfied. “You see, look at that man. He’s so sweet massaging his wife!”

Dean looked at him. “Baby, his one hand is on the phone and the other hand is just lazily scratching his wife. That’s barely a massage! He’s not even looking at her!” 

Ok fine, true. “But still… so sweet of him to try.”

“Ok fine fine, come I do to you what he’s doing,” and with his one index finger, he scratches my neck lazily which annoyed me more than anything.

“Stop it.”

“See, at least I tried,” and goes back to his game.


I looked at the other husband. His hands are both on the phone now concentrating fully on his game. Three other husbands in the room, including my lovely one, are doing the same thing. But hope is still there because there will be one husband in the room that is attentive and constantly checking up on his wife. Dean would tell me that’s definitely their first child. Why do we bother bringing husbands along to the checkups? Pftttt.

But yeah seriously, next time you go to a gynae, look around and tell me the scene is pretty much the same.

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morning walk

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Dean and I had a date in town superrrrr early in the morning when shops were just opening and we were struggling to find a restaurant for breakfast. It was pretty nice just enjoying the morning sun and having a walk by the KLCC lake thingy. Gonna wake up early on weekends from now on and have more of this with my husband. *love*

Wearing top from ShopAtVelvet, necklace from Cucito, wedges from ShoesShoesShoes and scarf from dUCk, all FashionValet. Pants from Zara, bag from Louis Vuitton.

ken rimba condominium 1

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Oh don’t mind me, I’m just chilling in my new apartment. Feet up and all.

I couldn’t believe that there was a property this nice in Shah Alam that costs RM 399,000. Still so reasonable considering its location and how spacious it actually is. Just a minimum downpayment of RM 5000, and you can own the roof over your head. Instead of spending on a new designer handbag…..  hehe *setting priorities right*


I went to the KEN RIMBA sales gallery to check out their latest property project that hasn’t even launched but already almost sold out; the Ken Rimba Condominium 1. Shah Alam peeps are FAST.

The property is a freehold property so that’s one point already. And there is a covered walkway to the nearest KTM station which is the Padang Jawa KTM station – 2 points! There are 109 units of commercial centre nearby which is the Ken Rimba Commercial Centre so convenience is all around you – 3 points!


KEN RIMBA is the first multiple award-winning green township in Malaysia located in Section 16 Shah Alam, so if you’re into eco-friendly things (actually we all should be…) then this will catch your eye. They even won the green awards, one of it being BCA Green Mark Gold Plus (Provisional) – not sure what that is but that sounds good guys. All materials used are environmentally friendly and details like  louvered windows, cavity blocks and water efficient fittings are used. There are also compost bins where horticulture waste will be turned into compost to fertilise pants in the premises. Very very cool, guys.

Facilities include an Olympic-sized swimming pool with cabanas, Jacuzzi, sunken Jacuzzi and lounge, gym (what’s that?), reading lounge, playground, multipurpose hall and badminton courts covered by a green cage. There’s 24-hr security and of course, CCTV and access card features.


There are 3 apartment blocks; A, B and C. And in each block, there are 3 lifts for residents (2 + 1 bomba lift). There are 4 penthouses for block A & C and 8 penthouses for Block B.


For residents there is an all-covered carpark right next to the apartment blocks. There is a sky bridge connecting the car park and condo block so you don’t have to worry about getting wet with your groceries if it rains!

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The Green Cage there is an awesome green feature, and kids can also play in the children’s playground and avoid direct sunlight. No need SPF!


I went to visit the Condominium showroom unit. Details are:

-       1076 to 1183 sqf

-       1 carpark bay (minimum)

-       3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms

-       From RM 399,000

Top floors consist of penthouses (from RM 722,000) and there are also pool villas available for purchase (from RM 800,000). There are 26 units of pool villas which are built almost something like a 2.5 storey terrace house. For the pool villas, you can park your cars at the covered car park right in front of your own unit’s lower floor. And you’ll also have direct acess to facilities floor. Balcony overlooking the pool, anyone? Who needs a beach holiday if you have this!

Here are the pictures I took for you. Come inside and see, walk with me!


The entrance


The view from the dining and living area.


View of the hallway to bedrooms


Bedroom 3; first bedroom on the left.


Bedroom 2: second bedroom on the left.


Master bedroom; room at the end.





Where I would be heating up the Nando’s takeaway….

Completion date will be in 2018, so that’s plenty of time for you to sort out your finances! Might want to check out these units as they are selling very fast.

Ok back to reading my magazine in my new apartment.


If you’d like to find out more, visit the KEN RIMBA Sales Gallery! They are open daily including weekends and public holidays from 9 am to 6 pm. Details:

Sales enquiries1300-22-9933
Sales gallery: Jalan Sungai Rasau, Seksyen 16, 40200 Shah Alam, Selangor
GPS:  3.057961,101.484768

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growing up loved ones

the youngest


Which one are you?

I’m the charming one, guysssss. *bats eyelashes* *ignores rest of the text and focus on the last one*

Being the youngest, I’ve never known how it feels like to have a younger sibling. I’ve always been the baby of the family and that is the most fun position in a family, isn’t it?! My sister always had to give in to my every whim and her toys were pretty much mine. Barbie doll heads would be scattered on the floor while I would grin in glee holding the Barbie bodies. Apparently I thought decapitating Barbies were h-i-l-a-r-i-o-u-s, my parents should’ve gotten me checked.

Ok fine the youngest is always generalized as the most spoiled ones, and I won’t dispute that. *reminiscing times on the shop floor showing tantrums when Mom said no to a new toy* But will you agree that the youngest is always the glue that holds the family together. Ahem. *picks up basket to praise self*. No but seriously, the youngest being the manja one is always the one calling for family dinners or suggesting family trips or asking Mom to cook to that everyone has to eat at home tonight or being the peacemaker when someone fights etc etc. Is it the same in your family?

I’m definitely like that. But now that I am married and I can observe another family besides mine, I realise this is true for Dean’s family too. His youngest brother is always the one asking why we haven’t come in a while, or what are we having for dinner etc etc. So my theory is proven correct, guys! The youngest ones are always the most awesome ones! *pats self*


I’m still the baby of my own family, but in Dean’s family, that spot is already taken by his youngest brother, the baby of the family. Because I always see his face at home, we’ve gotten really close over the years that I feel like we’ve been siblings all our lives. Although he has his annoying times, he’s made me appreciate having a younger sibling to love and care for and having a brother is so much fun too. A different kind of fun, not the usual decapitating Barbie fun, but the whats-this-useless-lightsaber-thing-you-have-it-is-so-lame kind of fun. Today, he leaves to further his studies abroad and mannnn I’m going to miss him dearly. We had his khatam quran and doa session this morning and I just can’t imagine not seeing his face in the house for a long time! When the youngest goes away, their absence is always felt. *I speak from experience here, guys, Ahem!… my parents and sister were devastated when I left for the UK, I just know it*

Boo to growing up and leaving the nest.

But yay to being the youngest and most awesome child!