Friday, January 30, 2009

Presents! Yay!



Here's what the UPS man brought me today! I've always wanted my own sewing machine, and with the LARGE amount of sewing I've been doing lately, and the evening drives to my mom's to use her machine, Pete finally told me I needed to buy my own or he would buy it for me. After waiting what seemed like FOREVER, it finally arrived today! I can't wait to start using it. My mom's sewing machine is almost 30 years old, so it will be fun to use a newer model. Thanks sweetheart! I love it already and haven't even gotten to open it yet!

The endless moment

I sometimes think that fashion only has two moments, endlessly copied: court of Marie Antoinette and Thirties film star:

Here are both in Lacroix's couture show this week.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Men prepare to grab that all-important bargain at the sales

On the catwalk


Ines de la Fressange, aged 51, on the catwalk for Jean-Paul Gaultier at the Paris Couture collections.
Fashion models “are not just 14-year-olds,” Mr. Gaultier said later. “There are no [age] barriers to beauty.” The French designer explained that the curvy Ms. de la Fressange embodied the sexuality demanded his raunchy Spanish themed show, which also featured high-waisted pinstripe pants for women, suspenders and elbow-length gloves.

Ines' curves and mine are slightly different in scale.

Several things

NPR's All Things Considered had a rather good review of The Clothes on Their Backs, yesterday afternoon. It's only a couple of minutes, you can listen online

In the US Scribner will be publishing The Thoughtful Dresser, (the book) but not until next year, so if you are in the US and can't wait, you can order from UK amazon (see link at the side) or The Book Depository which offers free shipping but for some reason does not allow pre-orders (the £ by the way is pitifully low against the $ at the moment, around 1.42, so I'd doubt if you would save anything by waiting).

I will be doing an event at Jewish Book Week on The Thoughtful Dresser (the book, see side panel) in the company of the book's main interviewee, Catherine Hill, who survived Auschwitz to become the doyenne of Toronto fashion. She is coming over to London specially for this event, which will be chaired by Linda Kelsey, former editor of Cosmpolitan. You don't have to be Jewish to attend and it would be very nice to meet some of the regular readers in person. The event is at 7pm on Thursday 26 February. Tickets are £8 and you can book here

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

The self-making jeans


Balmain has produced a pair of jeans which cost £1059 - there they are, above. Here's Sarah Mower offering Balmain's explanation of the art of making distressed jeans.

Take two: Monday morning and I find myself at Alexis Mabille's show in Paris, sitting next to a woman in a Balmain tennis-ball shouldered jacket and faded black skinny jeans. She is the beautiful, cool, 30-something Emmanuelle Alt, a French Vogue stylist who is the muse-consultant to Christophe Decarnin, Balmain's man of the moment.

I ask her about the recession-defying price of the hit house denim. "Oh, yes, they are so expensive," she agrees, but goes on to explain that they're all hand-made and every last rip is finished in the atelier. "There are so many processes, the dyeing, the washing, the fraying." All this could be done at a fraction of the cost in China. "But, you know, it is all made in France." (Note to the outraged: can keeping skilled workers in Europe in employment be a bad thing?)

Then the big question jumped out of my mouth: what jeans was she wearing? I'm sure Alt has plenty of Balmain denim at her disposal, but that wasn't what she had on the other morning. " Oh, Topshop," she shrugged. "Really old."

I looked over and noticed they were developing a little hole above the knee.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

How to play a Hollywood Nazi


Not like this (above)





Like this

cat domination

i am so tired that i fell asleep in the middle of the day with tv,glasses,maximum lights and clothes on, drivel on the pillow and all that shit.my cat jut woke me up.the fucker uses the stomach as a trampoline then she runs of as fast as her (not so little) weight allows her.
what a loveable creature.damn you.
and yeah the heels are back.missed them.

And utterly irrelevant

Tuesday lunchtime: post of no consequence

Hussein Chalayan at the Design Museum


I went to the Hussein Chalayan show at the Design Museum last week, as part of a repetore of five arts related openings for the BBC's saturday review show. It helped ameliorate the rage of watching Tom Cruise cast as a Nazi in Valkyrie (great story, shame about the casting, script and direction) . My fellow panellists agreed that the Chalayan show was a blast of fresh air from the future. Indeed it was a futuristic show.

Chalayan says his influences are migration, that sort of thing, not making beautiful frocks for averagely endowed women. He's really an installation/performance artist. Yet once you have gawped at the dress with lasers, you can't help but notice that he also produces lovely wearable clothes.


Monday, January 26, 2009

Date Night

On Friday night, we hung out with Kevin and Amber. It was really fun. First, we went to do sealings at the Jordan River Temple, which was packed! Luckily, Amber and Kevin's ward had reserved a spot or we would have been there for hours waiting. When we walked out of the temple, it was so foggy. We went to Bonsai, one of my favs, and did teppenyaki. Gotta love it. After dinner, we got ice cream cones and went to Kev and Amber's and Kevin talked us into playing a few rounds of Scattergories. All in all, it was a way fun night with our friends and I even learned how to make my house more "cozy." PS Amber, I moved my furniture around like yours was, and I really like it! Adam even does, and he doesn't do so well with change :) Love ya babe!

TIBANYA HARI RAYA CINA!!!

Chinese New Year dh pun tiba so maknanye dh masuk pun tahun baru Year Of Ox!! tahun aku tu kalau nk tau. So mcm biasa bila tiba je raya cina mesti la kedai2 byk yg tutup kalau yg bukak pun kedai2 besar je. Nk jalan2 mall pun berape kerat je kedai yg bukak, jdi activity yg paling elok utk buat masa raya cina just dok umah je! tp tahun ni raya cina mmg cuti panjang for a week! byk la jugak org kota ni balik kampung maka jln2 kt KL, PJ dan mana2 la mmg lengang gilos,xde jammed, xde maki hamun, xde accident, dan byk la sgt polis merata tmpat nk cri makan. 

1 day before hari raya me,nina,mummy,mama lin and the kids pegi la jln2 kt The Curve ,Damansara sbb yg nk pegi Nichii! so kami pun brjalan2 la sebelum kedai semua tutup sbb org2 cina semua nk balik makan besar ngan family. bila dh abis beli2 kt nichii,aku and nina trsangat la lapar sbb sblm kuar umah kitorang x mkn sbb aku ngan nina yg masak so bila dh masak tu amik bau je dh kenyang. bila dh ptg skit bru la nk rasa lapar smpai pening2 kepala.

kami pun cri la tmpat nk makan tp byk sgt yg dh tutup dulu so kami pun decided pegi ke Ikano next to Ikea utk mkn kt Kluang Station! bila dh smpai kt Kluang Station especially nina yg smpai dulu sbb dia yg dh lapar sgt abis dia tinggalkn kitorang. kami pun order la food,mama lin and mummy ngan roti bakar and telur setengah masak, nina ngan nasi goreng while aku lak order nasi lemak ngan ayam masak merah, wuissshhhh sedap la jugak sbb dh lapar jdik bedal je la. 


Barley ice favourite aku...


Karipap yg nmpak je x pedas tp pedas giler + panas sungguh!!

my nasi lemak yg dh sekerat aku bedal bru ingat nk amik gmbar... hehehhh...

masa kami tgh makan tiba2 trdengar la bunyi gendang cina tandanye on da way buat show. bila dh smapi kt depan Kluang Station cina2 gendang tu buat la show tarian Naga Sakti. sempat lgi stop makan and amik pic sbb btul2 brhenti depan kami! 

Tarian Naga dri Ikano!!



eiiikkk, sambil tu masuk la muka aku ngan spec bru!!! hahaahh, murah je xde nama pun tp mmg stylo la tu yg mama lin pun sibuk nk beli gak!! bila dh sama spec mcm nk suruh aku cri yg lain je.. ermmmm!!!

me wit new spec!!

k lahh tu je story yg ada sbb aku pun x tau nk citer ape lagi sbb aku malas nk citer panjang2!!! 

chowwww......


Sunday, January 25, 2009

The American church hat


Vicki Woods ponders the church hat. On Sundays in London we see many elderly black women on their way to church in hats, making a pleasant contrast with the ubiquitous weekend leisurewear all around

I'd forgotten there is a demographic of hatty people in America – millions strong. The matriarchs who pack out the gospel churches always wear the full fig (hats, gloves, best coats). And, of course, it was a church hat Franklin wore, out of R-E-S-P-E-C-T for a pretty churchy occasion.

So, I was wrong about the absence of milliners. The Queen of Soul is from Detroit; and so is her hatter Luke Song, who runs the business (started by his Korean-immigrant mother) for a clientele of "90 per cent churchgoing African-American women". He made Aretha's grey felt cloche with the hugely oversized bow for about $400 (£290); I thought she looked fabulous in it and I wasn't alone. Almost as soon as My Country 'Tis of Thee died away, Song was hit by a Diana wedding-dress-style tsunami and he's rushing out lookalikes (for $179) and buying up all the felt he can find. He told the Detroit Free Press that, "people are calling from England, asking for the hat, I'm shocked".

I'm mildly shocked, myself. We have the world's most fashionable hatters (Stephen Jones and Philip Treacy.) There's no call to start Googling "detroit hat aretha" in search of gala headgear, when people can pick up hats influenced by these brilliant milliners in any high street. (The Princess Royal bought her Queen Mother funeral hat in Debenhams.)

Alas, Aretha Franklin, at nearly 70, is not of an age to start a trend among young London fashionables for splashy over-sized church hats (more's the pity). Young women in this country don't wear hats any more, unless forced to by protocol. Even then, they prefer "fascinators", which are basically exaggerated hairslides with feathers, worn tipped over one ear. But Stephen Jones and Philip Treacy make those, too.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

125 years of Jaeger


Here's my piece in the Telegraph on Jaeger's 125th anniversary

Jaeger was for women who wanted sophisticated, quality clothes – the tweed suit and little black dress – but who could not afford to go to Paris. Its flagship store on Regent Street, opened in the 1930s, was a cathedral of plate glass and chrome modernism. Like Viyella and Windsmoor, it occupied a middle-class niche. The ideal customer was the wife of a home-counties stockbroker. Self-made men and their spouses (like my parents) aspired to Jaeger, the next best thing to a Savile Row suit. From 1956, when Jean Muir joined the company, the label started to attract a younger clientele. Muir was one of several British contemporaries, including Mary Quant, who were beginning to move away from Parisian couture towards what would become the archetypal British fashions of the 1960s, more casual and more geared to what was then called 'sportswear’.

As a teenager in the 1960s I was caught between Carnaby Street and Jaeger’s innovative label, Young Jaeger. My mother was always guiding me into its Liverpool branch offering to pay for separates modelled in the advertisements by Jean Shrimpton and photographed by David Bailey. They were urban and chic, more Yves Saint Laurent than Granny Takes a Trip, an antidote in her mind to the hippie excesses of the velvet bell-bottoms and Afghan coats I was wearing. Young Jaeger, she believed, would put me on the path to adult smartness. And it was difficult not to covet Jaeger in the 1960s because it gave provincial young women (and men) a scent of sophistication.

seek and destroy

ok dolls, mommy got a brand new cam.i told you i have to get my shit together.shopping is remedy.but i suppose you sweets know that fact.I got this sweater at ebay i think i will destroy it further and let it reborn as a cardi.if someone is interested in the seller on ebay.co.uk let me know!
ps: danke für deine geduld.ich liebe dich sanubs.

Some women


The Guardian has a slideshow of Obama's women. Above is Hilda Solis, Secretary of Labor. There's nothing I like more than seeing a woman who looks like she's been round the block a few times, giving powerful men a piece of her mind.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Change from top to bottom


I was impressed by Hillary's first appearance as Secretary of State and particularly with the appointment of George Mitchell as special envoy to the Middle East. Drinking in every word of his speech, particularly this:

"Conflicts are created, conducted and sustained by human beings - they can be ended by human beings. I saw it happen in Northern Ireland," he said.

"I believe deeply that with committed and persevering, patient diplomacy it can happen in the Middle East."

While listening attentively to the briefing on CNN, which also appointed Richard Holbrooke as special envoy to Afghanistan and Pakistan, I noticed two things - the number of times all parties used the word diplomacy, and um, Hillary's very very good hair colour.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

In the hand


At both the Booker and the South Bank Show awards, I carried a loaned sample Anya Hindmarch Pipkin from the SS09 range. It come in gold, silver, black and white and I have the gold on order.

I'm not normally a fan of the clutch but with evening wear, there's something about a tote or a shoulder bag that looks wrong. You need to learn to clamp under the arm.

Now here we have an outfit


I was completely unaware until this morning that amongst Michelle Obama's cousins there is a rabbi

And his everyday workwear takes some beating, let alone what he wore to the inauguration

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

And so we turn to the junior members of the party


You can't get the coats just yet. The double-breasted blue coat Malia wore, and the light pink one Sasha wore, both accessoried with satin and velvet ribbons tied around the waist, were specially designed for the girls by the American chain J Crew. This company has been a favourite with Michelle Obama - the green leather gloves she wore to keep out the Washington cold were also from the label. In the week it was revealed that Sarah Palin had been given a $150,000 wardrobe budget for campaign outfits, Michelle appeared on Jay Leno's show in an outfit from J Crew, thereby endearing herself to millions of Americans with her choice of safe but stylish - and, crucially, affordable - clothes. The company says that "highlights" from the girls' outfits will be available in its 2009 autumn collection.
Emine Saner


Malia looks like she's ready to set the world on fire already, and she's only ten.

refuse/resist

oh sweeties,i refuse nearly everything lately it seems.maybe except drinking and headache. not good.just to name a few exiting things i ve done besides refusing so far:work,tv,sleep.fascinating.i need to get my shit together again.but yeah i found time to paint the shirt finally.inspiration was the margiela shirt in the pic underneath (saw it on lulu lately too)and hell yeah it was cold in the rain x)i hope you babes are allright!did i miss something?tellmetellmetellme!



Who needs a crown when you have a hat?

American monarch



(The cloche, decorated with a Swarovski crystal encrusted bow, cost $179 (£129) and came from Mr Song Millinery in Detroit, the Motor City, where Luke Song has been making hats for 25 years.)

Childish but . . .


Rahm Emmanuel gives his personal send off to the Bush presidency

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Once upon a time in America

It's all here

Gershwin knew it was coming

Close analysis of the outfit


Personally, I wasn't crazy about it because I thought it was a little matronly but here's what others have to say:

Here is a bolder woman, a serious woman from Chicago and Harvard who is not afraid to express herself with fashion, and it is the kind of confidence that many women will recognize in themselves. Her clothes tell us that she has an adventurous spirit, as well as a sense of humor, and if some of these garments have almost an old-fashioned womanly quality, then they tell us that she is indeed not your average fashionista.

Her inaugural outfit, designed by Isabel Toledo, was made of Swiss wool lace, backed with netting for warmth, and lined in French silk. Mrs. Obama also wore a cardigan over the sleeveless dress, as a buffer to the cold. She had on pale green leather gloves and a flat, latticelike necklace with clear stones.

Long considered a designer’s designer because of her attention to craft and her sensitivity to unusual detail, Ms. Toledo said she made the yellow outfit especially for Mrs. Obama. But until she saw the new first lady on television leaving Blair House for the trip to the Capitol with her husband, she did not know positively whether Mrs. Obama would wear the clothes or something from another designer. There has been a fair amount of secrecy around Mrs. Obama’s inaugural wardrobe, and even the designers who were asked to make clothes for her said they were not told in advance which outfits she would choose.

“I wanted to pick a very optimistic color, that had sunshine,” Ms. Toledo said in a telephone interview from her studio in New York. “I wanted her to feel charmed, and in that way would charm everybody else.”


Interesting that she's now worn two Cuban-American designers (Donna Karan, Oscar de la Renta and Ralph Lauren must be spitting tacks) - perhaps signalling an end to the absurd US trade policy with Cuba

What I wanted to hear

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience’s sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

Sir Tom, me and that hat


To the Dorchester for the South Bank Show Awards lunch in which the literature award was won by me, presented by Sir Tom Stoppard. I kissed him. Twice.

Then over to American friends watch the inauguration in which the show was stolen by Aretha Franklin in that hat

Everyone crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man


More later.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Birth Announcement


This is something I whipped together yesterday for Cristl's new baby.

Sam's Newborn Pics




Love this full body one. Looks like an old grandpa with his poor eye and forehead smooshed :)


Here are some pictures I took of my new nephew this weekend for his birth announcements I made. There was no way I was going to let my little sister pay for a pro photographer and to get announcements printed when I could do them almost as well! So here are a few. I'll post the actual announcement when I'm finished.

Mattel's Nigerian Barbie


As Barbie turns fifty this year, her protean qualities are revealed

Lots more here

Contrary to WASPy appearances, by the way, Barbie is Jewish

Donna Karan Barbie

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Before size 0


The V&A is just about to republish a delightful little book called How To Dress For Success by the Hollywood costume designer Edith Head. First published in 1967, Head meant it to be a manual for ordinary American women, both housewives and 'career girls'. It is a riveting period piece but what I noticed was the chapter in which she adviseds women on how to dress according to their size. The smallest sizes she cites are US 6, 8 and 10. There is no 4, 2 or 0. This tallies with my recollection of Britain in the 60s when only teeny, birdlike girls could fit into an 8 and most of were 12 or 14, or 10 if you were small. No-one I knew had an eating disorder (lack of central heating in most homes made eating salad in winter inadvisable). No-one was on a diet. . No-one ate fast food or ready meals. No-one was overweight. We now seem to be striving for mythical sizes. It's all in our heads.

Groomed within an inch of his life

Mickey Rourke shows the girls how to do it*

*For further explication, see here

and by special request (see comments)

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

What shall I wear to the party?


Lacroix sketch

Not me, my invitation to one of the many inaugural balls has unaccountably been lost in the post, though I do know someone who is going. Her husband appointed Obama to the position of president of the Harvard Law Review.

But what about the soon to be First Lady? Not an Oscar dress will have more attention this one, heavy with meanings, as Lisa Armstrong points out in the Times:

Bottom line, she's a good-looking woman who knows her way around upmarket labels (in the past year she has worn, among more predictable names, Thakoon and Rodarte, both up and coming darlings of New York Fashion Week). Fashionable, in a user-friendly way, she even made it onto Vanity Fair's 2008 Best Dressed list. She can wear just about any colour and she's the first First Lady since Jackie Kennedy who can anoint trends and sell out a dress (viz, the black and white sundress she wore to guest host ABC's The View). As Peter Som, another New York talent, says: “What she wears has a huge impact on fashion. From day one she has shown her own modern style that many women can identify with or aspire to.” For an industry reeling from the recession, what's not to like?

They'll find something. Because ultimately these outfits are sartorial landmines waiting to happen. They must transcend class, colour and financial barriers. Ideally they should impress, endear and unite. Really it's like asking a blanket to bring world peace, and be fascinating at the same time. On a slightly more attainable level, Letitia Baldridge, a former social secretary to Jackie Kennedy recently noted of Mrs Obama: “It would be wrong for today's First Lady to go around like a princess all the time. But I think it would be very wrong when she's on an official job to be dressed too casually. She's always got to be a bit above.” In short, if her husband is President, “she always has to watch everything ”. And you thought it was just a dress

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

chicintuition made an interview with me.yay.thank you babes!
if you want you can check it out here:
http://www.chicintuition.com/?p=3149
love you huns
eszter

Mary Quant

Mary Quant, now in her seventies, is interviewed about her mini skirt being commemorated on a Royal Mail stamp as an example of 60s design.


There is one way to age gracefully, retaining your style without the facelifts. Love too the upper class accent from an earlier era

I do not like pockets

We are supposed to replace bags with the newly fashionable pockets, ruining the line of your clothes . And what's with those pockets set directly inside the side seam so you look like a chicken trying to get your elbows into them, and bulging out your hips?

"I'm obsessed with pockets," says Anita Borzyszkowska, of Gap, a store that has been at the forefront of the pocket revival on the high street, from hoodie-style pouches on sweater dresses to Chanel-style patches on cardigans and invisible slips sewn into the side seams of dresses. Borzyszkowska - whose personal pocket tally for the day is seven (jeans plus a boyfriend-style cardigan) - cites Gap's collaboration two years ago with the designer Roland Mouret as the turning point. His collection of 10 dresses, much lauded at launch for its jolliness of colour and blousy styling, was in fact conceived with something else in mind. "One of the goals," says Borzyszkowska, "was for everything to have a pocket."

I tried on those Roalnd Mouret dresses and the pockets was the reason I didn't buy one.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Samuel Lee

Here's my new nephew! His name is Samuel and he was born 1/9/09, 9 lbs 2 oz, 21 inches long. He is such a sweet heart, with dark hair, darker skin, and looks like he'll have brown eyes. He is so calm and relaxed, the nurses couldn't get him to cry when he was first born. He just looked around the room, like it was just another day. Cristl is doing great and so is Sam. Here he is, less than a day old, in his Marine outfit my mom found at Build-a-Bear. My brother in law is a Marine and stationed in Iraq, so we took pictures of him in this outfit to send to him. Luckily, Steve (my bro-in-law) got to watch the birth via webcam, listen from a cell phone, and watch it all later on the camcorder. It was lucky for him, because they were shutting down his camp that day, and shortly after Sam was born, they finally shut down power and connection at the camp. It had been delayed. We are so happy to invite him to our family and Pete and I can't wait to kidnap him to give my sister a break from baby and get our baby fix!

Day at the beach!!!

Weekend on 11th Jan 2008 da whole family went to Port Dickson for picnic. As for me aku mmg dh lama x dtg PD,the last time aku pegi PD pun masa umur 10 thn x silap aku!hahahh mmg lama gile x jejakkn kaki kt situ. Kitorang pun smpai cari la spot yg paling xde org ramai sgt. 

ni masa tgh siap2 nk g main pasir. yg sebenarnye mak2 budak yg sibuk nk main cedok2 pasir!!


so cam biasa bila dh g picnic ni mesti ada menu yg best2!! antara yg food yg terhidang mihun goreng, nasi goreng, sandwic sardine and air mineral je. ada gak roti krim utk kunyah2 skit and air kotak Ribena! sebelum g main pasir kena la makan dulu sbb perut pun dh lapar giler babi. maka bermulalah acara yg paling digemari,MAKAN...MAKAN...MAKAN... yg dimulakn oleh NINA da GENDUTS diikuti pula ASU da DEBABS(aku lerr) while the others plak dh pun bergelumang ngan pasir! Ashraf, Sofia and Mikail sungguh la happy dpt main pasir sbb aku belikan utk diorang toy yg cedok2 pasir tu. as for Ashraf and Sofia, ni bru 1st time mandi pantai and main pasir! Ashraf mula2 x nk pijak pasir konon geli tp bila dh letak bg main pasir haaaa ambik kau siap makan pasir lg termasuk la sis kecik dia, Sofia.

me wit mummy tgh mengadap hidangan yg lazat... yuummmyyyy.....


posing dulu sebelum masuk dlm air... time n air blom pasang lg  so kena la gi tgh skit!!!


ni la muka2 bahagia bila dpt main pasir.. yg tua sbnrnye excited bdk2 tgk je!!


BoldAbg Eddie yg rain melayan adik2 keciknye!!!


sofia yg seksi dgn baju swimsuit dia sibuk bermain pasir sambil masuk pasir dlm mulut.
dad yg hanya melihat cucu2nye bermain pasir.. owhhh,so sweet!!!

mak2 yg sibuk ngan mainan anak masing2 sambil membina kononnye sandcastle!!!

lepas habis mandi around 5pm masa tu pun air dh pasang and org pun dh mula ramai kami pun berkemas utk pulang tp sblm tu singgah kt other spot called pantai telok kemang klu x silap lerr. kt situ mmg ramai org sbb ada gerai makan, ada org jual2 baju, jual handicrafts, ada activity tunggang kuda ye.. kitorang stop kt situ sbb nk minum2 and makan la skit! so kami pun order la mee goreng and kueytiow goreng tp x berapa sedap nmpak je menarik tp takde rasa pun! habis makan jln2 jap tgk brg2 yg dijual kt situ. xde beli ape pun sebab brg yg jual pun xde la menarik sgt yg membeli pun nina je larr,dia beli topi cowboy and ada la skit toy utk ashraf and mikail.

sambil jln sambil posing amik gambar...


on da way ke kereta nk pulang ke rumah sbb dh penat masing2.... 


oklah tu je activity kitorang hujung minggu ari tu. ingat macam nk pegi lg picnic!! oooppsss, cam biasa Sam x join sekali sbb dia kena kerja. maybe next time aku nk pegi ngan dia sekali! cuti2 malaysia..hahahhh..

aku dh penat type,mata ngantuk, badan melekit sbb x mandi lg so thats all..

chowwww....