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January 9, 2012 § Leave a comment

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We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s MY birthday

January 8, 2012 § 2 Comments

Say WHAT. It’s my birthday!! So I am turning 24 freakin’ OLD. While it means that I have to stop acting like a kid, hence eating 2 packs of Skittles right before dinner is no more acceptable, it also means greater investments to look young and reckless.

I remember the days when my mummy thought I was too young to wear mascara. Now she’s insisting on buying me Dior Blue Tie Palettes and Estée Lauder lipsticks herself.  I hope it’s not too naive to expecting that she will be also covering my Botox bills in a couple of years. Kiss Kiss.

Au revoir 2011, Bonjour 2012

January 1, 2012 § Leave a comment

Heyo Party People. Happy 2012! As champagne has pretty much substituted the blood running through my veins,  I am not really in a position to spread my wisdom about eye shadows or high heels yet. Well you know how after a couple Caipirinhas you never seem to have enough make-up on? So I still feel like I am majorly lacking mascara even after re-applying it 4 times. Bad news.

In any case, here’s a little flashback of my last days of 2011. Paris, steak tartar and of course Christmas goodies! Time to start making New Years Resolutions as #1. I will stop spending more than I earn, or #2 I will stop stealing my mum’s anti-wrinckle cream (at least not until I turn 25).

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