I believe in the moon landings
I believe in good things
I believe in God with no religion
I believe in peace
I am a little liberal
I am a little conservative
I say good you say bad
I see see hatred but I feel love
I am a bit of you and a bit of me
I am everything I see
The world is a beautiful place
and so are we.
At the moment I’m on the phone with mum who’s dolling out recipes after recipes and I’m unable to stop her! I guess she’s kinda like a human road roller when she talks about cooking.
Don’t be mistaken but she’s a awesome cook and the best person I know alive but mom really do you have to give me 3 recipes every time we talk? Like every single time? She’s still going on about how to marinate chicken while I’m coming up with this post. Phew! This woman is on fire! It’s like an itch. She JUST has to give me one recipe if not more. It’s cute like OCD type but in her own funny way.
Maybe we’ll come up with a cook book for her so that’ll channel her ‘enthusiasm’ in a more receptive direction. She hasn’t yet discovered the joy of blogging yet…so until then my ear is her audience.
I love the pattern of Kate Spade's shoes. So chic and sophisticated and bright!
Christmas is around and even though my face is hung low in shame of ‘over-spending’, nobody said nothing about not filling out a wish list did they…Santa might be out there reading my blog (not cuz it’s awesome but cuz he ‘happened’ to stumble across).
I have always loved Kate Spade. Always= since March 09 when I accidentally walked into her colorful store in NYC
If I had a million dollors I know where most of it would have gone or at least half of it. The rest I’d take to Japan and buy their awesome silk and then go to Tibet to pet the mountain goats. They’re so cute.
Though not to be worn with the other 'wish list' products, this gold cuff by Todd Reed is beautiful. I love the asymmetrical detailing.
Isn't he cute? Awwww okay that's the Tibetan mountain goat or antelope.
Everybody needs to have a Burberry trench coat. It's a must have...well sadly I don't.
husband are you even taking a note of all my ‘wish list’ products?
I neither have the bag nor am I the model
Come on somebody anybody listening or reading perhaps….
p.s- All pictures are from Google images and I have no authority over them so I WILL TAKE THEM OFF IF REQUIRED
On such a beautiful sunny yet chilly day we decided to go to Atlantic City to try our luck. God knows it might just be ‘the’ day.
It wasn’t to be.
I’m not a big gambler. At the most you’ll find me on the 9th slot machine- the 25 cent ones to be precise by where the elderly sit. Yeah that’s my signature spot. So I did the same and even wore my lucky tunic but you know it’s not your day when your down $150 on slots. It took me a lil more rather double the amount to realize the above.
Finally we decided to move onto Roulette and just as we were winning some of the days losses back, bang! Enters a guy in a black sweat shirt with neatly spiked hair with a poker face, although this wasn’t a poker table. It was Roulette remember. And Lisa, our Roulette attendant or whatever that person is called, wasn’t adding to our luck either. So this ‘cool’ guy walks in and places a $35 bet on number 7. And somebody won $700 in a flash of 30 seconds.
And since I’m home writing this blog, it sure as hell wasn’t I. It was the man in black. I mean COME ON! I was there for over 40 mins and was counting on #9 to do some magic and nope it didn’t. Not once. At least the other numbers were winning us a few chips but #9…shame on you.
Well today I learnt that luck does exist but also that the chocolate chip muffins in Borgatta aren’t as delectable as they look. Definitely will opt for Starbucks next time. And also that I ought to find a new moisturizer. My face looked like I had a face mask on. Like the orange face masks. Yuck.