
We have all heard about Chadstone’s luxury wing and I’ve read somewhere in the news that there will be a “Melbourne Only” limited edition bag designed exclusively by Karl Lagerfeld himself. I had to admit they had me at “limited edition”.
It wasn’t until I saw this gorgeous quilted lambskin bag (in picture) on Vogue December many weeks ago; that I actually fell in love with it and knew I had to have it.
You won’t believe the amount of time I spent on phone coaxing Chanel staffers for the actual details, waiting list, store details, etc. Suffice to say, the staffs at Chanel boutique (Collins St) were useless and unfriendly!
This beige gold (duo colour effect – silvery in day light and gold in night light) super luxurious lambskin classic 2.55 is absolutely gorgeous. It also has the Paris Venice Lion around the double C signature logo instead of the usual interlock C logo.
There’s also a plaque inside the bag that says “Melbourne Limited’. How awesome is that?
Le garçon said V day is overrated. Hence, he decided to surprise me by doing things his way. He has been extra nice to me. Cleaning and tidying the place. Buying me all my favorite food to satisfy my cravings. Brought me a pair of sexy killer heels today. Booked a surprise dinner this Friday. He even suggested me to buy makeup. What more can I ask?
This post is way overdue but I’d like to share a tale of a charming English afternoon with you.
It all started with two fairly hungry and excited members of YWC meeting up for a pampered afternoon a few weeks ago.
Playing all dressed up, all made up, all fancy and posey looking forward for our gastronomic affair.
At the poshy Windsor. Extravagant for an afternoon tea but nothing can be too fancy for us.
After the initial bubbly, the whole world looks blurry and beautiful, just the way we all love it to be. Alcohol in a bright afternoon is acceptable for the YWC code of conduct.
Layers and layers of unlimited top-up goodies. Cucumber ribbon sandwich being my favorite.
These scones are to die for. They all have mandarin peel in it which makes it tasted god sent.
Obviously, both radiantly glowing. I like eating with Stella because she is a small eater and I get to eat everything. *grins*
As you can tell very happy, very eager to eat and can’t wait for all the crazy talk all at the same time.
One notable thing is that she’s got killer red pumps on. One that looks dangerously alike with
Prada’s Vernice basic shoe in viola. I have a thing for pointy shoes. I love to admire them and stare at them all day but somehow I reckon I don’t look good with it. Because it elongates my already super long feet.

Back to the tea, we spent quite sometime cam whoring after tea which can be easily found in my Facebook or Multiply. We left too very satisfied souls. I think tea is good for your soul. Really I think it does.
It was baby’s birthday on few days back and I was stressing out what to do with him. I was thinking of cooking up a storm to surprise him. Unfortunately, the recent trip back to Malaysia has gotten me so lazy. I don’t even want to wash my cup after drinking my tea let alone cooking up a storm and all that cleaning up to do.
Since he loves food and is absolutely into that “monster” eating stage; I’ve decided why not go out for a dinner buffet. I can play dress up and he can eat as much as he like. So I spent the whole night looking for reputable dinner buffet in Melbourne city. To my horror, there were close to no reviews about buffets in Google search. Hence, I was resorted to scrolling through forums just to look for that perfect one.
And my, was I lucky or what? I found Melba Brasserie and it is situated just around the corner in South Bank. The menu looked promising enough and the peoples were raving about this place. It has a few chefs that make you Peking Duck, Pasta Chef and Chinese Sitr-fry Chef. To my surprise, they even have the Tandoori Chef. She made me Cheese and Garlic Nan. *drools*
To top it off, FRESH SEAFOOD, prawn, oysters, mussels, crabs, salmon sashimi, sushi…. pate, selection of cheese, European cured meat… *drools*
Tell me how can I resist?

Felt like a princess. The atmosphere was superbly amazing.

Best of all, the service was good, staff were friendly and we even get the seats by the window. It wasn’t crowded and we were the first to start the buffet. Everything was untouched and fully stocked. We felt like kings and queens.

Overlooking the Yarra River while we dine away.
The seafood was fresh and yummy. We ate so much until we got so sick of it. I think Baby had about 5 or 6 Seafood Cocktail Shooter. So greedy ok?
Baby was savoring his Peking Duck and couldn’t bothered to pose for the camera.
Dim sums, Beer battered Fish, Quail Bacon, Peking Duck and some Pork Stomach & Mushrooms. We had so much we couldn’t bend over.
The deserts were absolutely lovely.
Today, I woke up at 5:30am automatically and randomly went online to surf the net. I was thinking to have my breakfast and go back to bed before work at 10am. To my surprise, the trip in July turns out didn’t have to happen anyway. Right now:
Watch this space.
Remember how I said I had a bad sore throat? Turns out it was tonsillitis. Yesterday, I finally gave in, took a day off and went to see the doctor.
Verdict: Bad virus infection up the throat. So bad so that the virus decided to move and infect my other organs. MY FREAKING EYES!!! I was diagnosed with Pink eye infection (viral conjunctivitis). Sounds cute huh? Pink… This time for real I had to walk around like this
I was told not to wear contact lenses for 5 days. Dripping this very very bitter eye drop 4 times a day. Its got this really strong bitter after taste down the throat and whatever I eat or drink is bitter. I haven’t even start on the part where the yellowy disgusting discharge that comes out oh so very often that I have absolutely no control of. In addition, all I get is blurry and watery vision. Painful eyeballs and constant headache. Oh the torture…
I know we all are a little unreasonable when we are sick/down. But trust me, you don’t want me sick. Because I am the biggest sulk on earth. I won’t cook, wash, clean, or reason. I’ll become this huge fat unreasonable, emotional being. If not being careful, I’ll throw brick at your head and shove a spade up your ass too. Nothing will be forgiven and my ears will decide to go on holiday and won’t be able to comprehend any common logic or listen to any command.
Now, common sense: If you are saving up you would not possible splurge on something you want. You only spend on needs right? Well, my common sense when I was sick was to turn my want to need.
Despite being sick and half blind, I found my way to the nearest JB Hi-Fi and got myself this. *hint: What’s in the bag?”*
Yes. That’s right. It is a Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…..
The one that I’ve been talking about.
The exact one that I’ve been dying for.
Comes with WiiPlay and WiiSports.
With the configurations all set, my Wii can go online. Now I can check the weather, go online through Wii. How cool is that?
Man, talk about the new generation console.
Pretty white. Jealous?
Turns out I had a great time forgetting that I was suppose to be sick.
I was crazy playing sports and shit.
I had to work on Good Friday and Easter Monday but it is all good. We don’t really celebrate any occasion anyway so it is fine. This past weekend I have been rocking a sore and swollen throat. However, that did not stop me from indulging in some of the best chocolate I’ve tasted ever before.
Both exclusively from Lindt.
Complete with bow and bell. Cute?
When opened,, the gold bunny splits into half. And to my surprise!!
More gold bunnies with eggs and Lindor balls.
Lindor egg. Best chocolate on earth.
Milk chocolate egg filled with soft creamy chocolate moouse in the inside.
Pure heaven.
I can’t stop looking at this wrapper. It is so funny.
Flat bunny face.
Adorable?
I’ve eaten a lot of Ferrero Rocher chocolate in my life.
Except I have not eaten such fresh chocolate.
I was basically blown away with the freshness of the chocolate and the fresh strong scent of Hazelnut once I open the egg.
Ah, sinful indulgence… and the gym is not open.
The last thing I need to do right now is to spend money. Unfortunately, when I need to use the items the most, they always give up on me. I reckon my computer is totally obsolete. Perhaps the monitor, webcam and speakers can stay but I really need a better computer.
Though I very much love my shuttle’s look complete with a mini mirror looking all futuristic, classy and all but it is time for this baby to go.
I need more memory space, more RAM, better graphic card, new keyboard, Dvd burner and more drivers? I also want to try out Vista since I have a copy of it happily sitting around for almost a month now. But with what RAM my shuffle has, there’s only very little I can do.
I know this is totally irrelevant, but I think I also need a new digital camera (prefably the big black ones), new TV, new PDA, more new DS games, and a WII.
Now, you may think I sound crazy, but I have reasons to condone this behavior. Well, the main reason I feel the absolute need to have all of the above is to feel in connection with the world – technological world I meant. Not very convincing isn’t it?
Well, those are just a few items that I’ve been eying for. To be honest, I’d love to have a Trek bike, a ps3, a T5 apartment, a new job, a BMW, a holiday, a new wardrobe, all new complete set of kitchen utensils and a new pair of glasses. A girl can only dream. There’s so much I need and there’s so little I have to conquer my desire.
Ah yes, I forgot. I live in the real world. And real world actually includes money, deficiency and excess.
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On the other hand, I am considering a new layout for my blog. I’ve finally found some pattern and pretty colored background which I’m desperately hoping that everything is possible. I’m also figuring out how to fix the label thingy. *Fingers crossed* Expect things to roll out in the next couple weeks. A very talented someone is *helping* me out.
Oh man, in a blink of eye it is time for yet another piece of article to be squeezed out with what’s left of my brain juice. I’ve been writing for this magazine for the past 2 months and I have to admit I had a rocky start. First it was the ‘irrelevant’ article, then the lost of connection resulting in late submission. Hopefully this time around things will turn out for the better.
Considering all the things I want, I think I also want a baby. No, I’m serious. I want to hold a baby and jiggle the baby all day long. Bite that chubby face and let baby grip my finger all day long. The smooth, innocent face of a baby and the milky scent. Ah… I WANT A BABY now…
If I haven’t mention this before, let me say it now. Additionally, I want Foxtel. It is the equivalent of Astro in Australia except heaps better. You get the drill.








