Long Weekend

Headed down south to Jervis Bay *wink* for the long Queen's Birthday weekend. Traffic was terrible getting out of Sydney and we were bored stiff by the time we got to the cottage we'd rented. It was appropriately picturesque, with a wood burning fireplace, kangeroos hopping around outside, horses hanging around and a small pond a stone's throw away.

Perfect for a nice weekend of bushwalking and beach fun, except for the rain. Rained 2 days in a row. If it wasn't raining, it was blowing gale force winds. Almost got knocked over by gusts of winds which was pretty remarkable as am pretty solid. Would also have been nice if he figured out how to light the log fire the first night. Unread newspaper and most of a toilet roll was sacrificed to the noble cause. Fended off an overly enthusiastic jason before my clothes got burnt up as well. Firestarters at the grocery store proved handy the next day.

Horses proved to be very friendly. Pooped all around the house. Unwanted welcoming gifts. One chased Jason screaming into the house, got the door shut just in time before horse poked his head in.

Btw, leaving Sydney this Sunday for Singapore. Will be there till Thursday then off to HK. Will be in Amsterdam from 3 July to 14 August, then HK thereafter. Sounds like fun except for what I leave behind.

Instant Gratification

I have a shopping addiction.

I don't buy horribly expensive designer stuff. In fact, the only real designer stuff I have is a pair of Gucci boots, a pair of MiuMiu peep toes, a MaxMara trench and a very daggy MaxMara sweater. Mind you, all those were an absolute STEAL. Zara prices in fact. :)

But in the past couple of weeks, I've been really bored in Sydney. Hence I've had loads of time to shop. 2 weeks ago I bought a gorgeous red dress with black fabric buttons, a pair of brown flats with buckles and a pair of white loafers. All very, *ahem*, classic. Classic if you're into vintage-style stuff.

I'm a vintage addict. While most girls live in their jeans, I very much prefer dresses. Vintage dresses and heels. My mum finds it funny I wear clothes that she wore when she was a girl. Or even clothes that her mother wore. She thinks its mildly ridiculous that I pay crazy prices for used clothes.

Anyway, I wanted to blog about my indiscretions this week. Confess about them rather. Shame myself into cutting up my ATM card (no more credit for me) and repent for my transgressions AFTER TOMORROW'S STOCKTAKE SALE AT MYERS.


This was the beginning of my addiction to Ebay. So hippy. Think bellbottoms and daisy chains.





Yummy blue polka-dotted dress. A bit big, but I suppose I could grow into it.







Floaty floral off-shoulder dress.









Diane von Furstenberg eyelet dress. Love DVF stuff. Love wrap dresses in general. Started wearing them way before it became trendy to.







Diane von Furstenberg wrap dress.






And today I went shopping for a new pair of boots. Stopped at Newtown and found a pair of gorgeous vintage brown boots. Nice as they were, I found it a little hard to cough up 129AUD for a pair of used boots which made my stockings feel... well, STICKY. Wandered down King's St (love Newtown. Lived there for 3 years and it has such a nice cafe/funky vibe) and picked up a very Audrey Hepburn coat. Black but fabric not too fab.


Found boots on sale at Broadway (basic range of shops - think sportgirl, witchery, kmart) for 40% off. Pretty decent.











My account's pretty depleted now. Really should stop. I'm almost starting to hope that I won't win any more auctions... For pretty lilac dresses and psychadelic MJ dresses...

Moving Again

CFA Exam's on the 4th of June, and here I am lolling around at home and doing laundry. Love doing laundry. Kills time and gives me an excuse not to study. Same for cooking. Takes up loads of time with yummy results.

Was just thinking. In the past few years I've been lucky enough to travel and live in a pretty nice chunk of the world thanks to the generousity of my parents. On the flipside though, I've also minimised the time I've spent at home in Sg. Which had made me a little regretful, not just because there's no one to do my laundry for me, but I missed out on so much. I wasn't there for my siblings (for which I'm sure they're grateful; I tend to be a big nag and when I'm home my brother gets displaced) while they were growing up.

Plus now I'm moving to HK. So that's a couple more years of separation, although its much closer. (I have a feeling my mum's going to be popping in pretty often - GO AWAY MUM!!! jk) My consolation is that, if I work hard enough and the stock market holds strong for the next, erm, 7 years, I'll be able to pay for wy's and rui's uni assuming that I get 7% return pa and inflation holds at 3% pa.

Ugh. That's all my degree's equipped me for. Calculating silly little rates.