I originally wanted to write something uplifting or even talk about my resolutions today, but after the events of the past 48 hours, I’m beginning to believe Rin’s statement that the New Year doesn’t really reset anything for Asians until the Lunar New Year aka CNY.
So, what happened since the calendars were switched to 2017?
- I had a great countdown with the Creed in HCM, even if fireworks didn’t happen
- I had a good porky Burger King at the Tan Son Nhat International Airport before my flight
- Finally managed to try out the famous Taman Desa Japanese BBQ – portions were bigger than expected and I was stuffed by the end of the meal
- Dim sum breakfast with mom!
- Got into a minor accident on the way home from lunch – I took my foot off the brake and hit the car at my side. It just had to be a Hilux. Guy seems determined to get money from me, so we shall see when I will get the bill.
- Flight home was delayed by 100 minutes aka almost 2 hours. I ended up writing on the way back, so it’s a positive actually
- Finally began using my Secret Santa gift.
- Raised spicy food tolerance from -2 to 1 at least (meaning I can stomach a slightly spicy Banh Mi and Ban Mam
- Somewhere in District 1 about 5 minutes away from Saigon Square 1 in front of a shop called Kim Tan, there’s an epic Bun Mam place that opens only in the evening… I think. Go there!
The rest of 2017? Still working on it. :D
I am glad that 2016 will be over soon.
I wouldn’t even call it a balanced year. While there were some spots of light, there were many more dark moments. 2016 is like that sarcastic uncle you always wanted to punch – a man who makes a spectacle simply because he can. Sometimes he does good deeds, but for most part you just want to rip him a new one. Continue reading “2016: A Review and Goodbye”
Over the weekend, the bear and me went to Midvalley for the Maybank Treats Fair. However, this is not an entry about that Fair.
Rather, it’s about Shisedo’s slogan for their new range of lipsticks.
Red the first color.
While their website indicates that this is a throwback towards Shiseido’s history, I would like to think that it means the first colour seen on a human being besides their skin tone.
Red, the colour of blood.
Passion, heat, intensity. In most of human culture, lips were almost always painted red. Not blue, not brown, but red.
It’s a vibrant colour, stark against the colour of our skin. It’s attention-grabbing. It’s unsubtle. It’s powerful.
Red, the lip.
I love having red lips. There’s something incredibly strong about such a colour. I love especially, wearing them on my lips. I wear them though, not for others, but for myself. It is a silent affirmation, a subtle reminder. My words are my own, but when I speak, how they are received, depends on how I deliver them.
And that pretty much reminds me of my job as a copywriter.
Having my painted lips is a form of armour. A silent reminder to stand firm. To speak clearly. And to carry myself with confidence. To remember that I chose to wear this face. That I have control.
A control I need to exercise more often.
Today’s going to be a rather brief update. Work has pretty much swallowed my brain, and I’d like to keep some brain cells for my fiction. So today’s weekly update covers:
Joseph Campbell, he of “The Hero’s Journey”
Mythology has always been one of my loves and the way he explains how culture, mythology, and religion intersect is mindblowing. It’s the difference between listening and feeling it in the gut, as opposed to the head.
Moon Prism Makeup!
Eh, not actually, but close. Thanks to the smog, I’ve started to experiment with foundation to protect my face. So far, it seems to be helping with the minibreakout I had, but it’s still early days.
Spending time with people I care about
Had great dinners over the past few weeks; from dinners with jie to the tenta to mom’s birthday to an old friend I haven’t spoken to in years. It was a good week to socialise.
Took over dad’s phone
The USB port for the Z1 took off, so I switched to dad’s OP2. I’d rather have my dad back.
No rushing around
This week is comparatively quiet compared to the madness of the last few weeks. Nuff said.