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Long weekend that was meant for Venice


Having fun with iphone whenever, wherever :)


We started the long weekend with a buffet dinner at Orchard Hotel, followed by a short and wonderful evening at the Chins.


Feasting time!

It was reading time for Ian when we reached and I managed to finish the book with him.

Fooling around with their guitar pretending I know a thing or two.

Saturday was a SIFF film at Lido which got us all (except the men) teary and some with smudged make up.

FYI, I was in my "I Love Paris" top. Yes, bought it specifically for the trip and since it's not happening anytime soon, I shall wear it now. I've since bought another "I Love Paris" top.

Dinner at Bukit Timah food centre. All I can say about the pasta is... the wait is not worth it.

Ended the day with bowling. Have not bowled for more than a month I think and results were of course not that good. Doesn't help when a group of irritating & stinky foreigners were beside us. Not discriminating anyone here but the basic rule of bowling is never to go at the same time as your neighbours so yes, they really pissed me off!

Sunday was spent celebrating a 1 year old's birthday.
Of course, people were asking when's our turn. Definitely and hopefully not now...

Wore my new vest. I've always wanted to get one but hesitated because I don't really know what to pair it with. Now that I have one, I will try.

A wrong turn also got us to our new place.
It's at its 5th storey! Way to go!

And before we know it, our long weekend ended.
Nothing's compared to the real honeymoon but nothing to complain either.
Back to reality for now and I shall end the post with some other random photos.

Taken a while ago after our haircut. Kinda prefer bangs after looking at this pic. What do you think?

My favourite jeans but I doubt it will last me long because the hole on the right gets bigger each time I bend down. Haha.. Also love the chunky Tiff ring 4-yi gave me on my wedding day.

After sis in-law's birthday celebration dinner. What's with the face? I always believe that if you cannot be pretty, make some silly faces. At least people won't criticise (that much), no?

After an early Mothers' Day celebration dinner where he was trying the night mode of his new toy.

Till the next, here's a retarded me in my the other "I Love Paris" top, wishing you a fantastic week ahead!


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