Fleur de Lys

Yes, after months of working like a cow, I finally get to pamper myself by rewarding myself with my dream perfume few weeks ago. It was the big durian runtuh time of the year so immediately, I thought of that perfume. How sad is that? Okay, the name of the perfume is (hang on, quite a long name) Princesse Marina De Bourbon Paris - Fleur de Lys. Well it means the scent of lily flower.

I was hooked onto this smell months ago when a girl from Sasa sprayed it on a strip and gave it to me. It has a very light flowery plus a bit of citrus smell to it. And needless to say, I can't stop admiring how I smell like when I'm using it LOL. In fact, I do feel sexy =P (my hypothesis is that there is a correlation between the use of perfume and self-esteem LOL... whatever).

So pamper yourself by going for whatever you like. Money can be earned so we cannot forsake our present happiness for something that we know is endless. Hahaha a very consoling statement. My next target is products from Skin Food. My skin really need some nutrition.

Viva la vida!

And the Oscar Goes to... NSN!!

Upon hearing a sweet voice serenading, I fell in love immediately and that talented one is none other than Justin Bieber. Yes, this is the second blog about him but who cares, I'm so into him right now. I finally get to watch his NSN 3D movie and it's by far my favorite documentary film in my life. Though the film is about how he was discovered and counting down the days when he will be performing at the great Madison Square Garden, it all blend in very nicely and I wasn't disappointed even for a split second. It's even better than MJ's 'This Is It' film. I was all teary throughout the whole show and I believe it will happen to you as well.

I strongly recommend anyone who's an anti-beliber to go watch that film and perhaps it can cleanse your evil thoughts about him. Seriously, why hate him so much? He's dead gorgeous and so adorable. Even the Obama's kids love him! Jonas Brothers, you've been kicked down the drain. So get your ass off the chair and go enjoy the film.


I'm a Belieber.

True Belieber

I'm down with Belieber fever.

I've been tracking his whereabouts since yesterday, keeping my eyes glued to Twitter and updates on Facebook and YouTube. What more, tweets on updates saying that tickets are running out pretty soon. Well, I can afford the cheapest ticket, or the slightly more expensive ones but no one (I mean Him) wants to go with me. My heart sank with every tweet updates on BB.

BB's performing tonight but I'll be at home watching American Idol while my mind drifts away imagining how his concert will be like. I'm a fan of JB ever since I realized that I can do my hair like his. Now that he cut his hair short, he looks even better, in fact, more handsome!

I was reading this blog from a columnist of a local paper and boy, and can you beliebe it? Men are actually denying that the fact that they capital A-D-O-R-E JB. There's this 'Oh he's just a kid', 'I think he lip-syncs', 'He dances like a drunk', 'But I was impressed because the girls all love him!' Oh for God's sake. How terrible can they be? Admit it, JB is a talented person who's inching his way up to the top. In fact, his songs are to die for. Who else sings with Rascal Flatts? JB of course.

Whatever it is, I'm so going to watch his movie. I'm giving him my fullest support and LOVE =)