I jumped on the Project 365 bandwagon two weeks ago, which was only about, oh, a billion years too late. It would have been neater to wait until the beginning of 2012, but I thought it best to start now, now, now! or I might never get around to doing it.
I decided to post my photos daily on the virtual junk drawer that is my Tumblr blog, then sift through the crap and share only my favorites here. These are the non-crap from weeks 1–2:
Day 3: This building near our office looks just like a Pantone color chart.
Day 8: Long meetings mean drinking loads of caffeine and doodling during breaks. Or better yet, doodling over-caffeinated cats on one’s tea cup.
Day 12: Vietnamese baguette, coconut cake and plum soda for dinner.
I spent Saturday afternoon eating and (window) shopping on Arab Street and Haji Lane, two of my favorite places in Singapore, with my friend Chrissa.
My company used to rent a studio office in that neighborhood right above a jazz lounge, which was one of our first stops for the day. I just had to take a photo for old time’s sake. I can’t think of many places in Singapore where my lurid dress could blend right into the background.
I own very few rings, and all of them fall on the quirky side. Just the way I like them. Here are some of my favorites.
The moment I saw these rings on Asos, I knew I had to have them. You’re supposed to stack them on one finger, so it looks like the wolf is walking in the woods. How whimsically charming is that? They should add a bunny ring to the set, so the wolf will have something to snack on when it gets hungry from all that walking.
This faceted crystal ring was a gift from my mom. I love how sparkly it is and how it’s shaped like a crescent moon. My mom says that it’s supposed to fend off negative energy. Maybe that’s why they made it so big, to make it bitch-proof.
This silver question mark ring was another online purchase. I need one in the shape of an exclamation point, so I can stack them on my middle finger and whip them out on those inevitable WTF moments.
If you’ve been reading my blog for some time, you probably know how obsessed I am with bungee jumping. I’d been aching to try it ever since I saw a TV feature on it more than a decade ago but hadn’t yet been given the chance — until this month.
You read it right, I finally bungee jumped! I flew all the way to Macau just to leap 233 meters off the Macau Tower, which is currently the world’s highest bungee jump. I loved it so much that as soon as I touched down, I ran back up and did it again. Look at the sheer glee on my face! It’s the most addicting thrill.
Here’s a video of my two jumps. First I did a classic swan dive, albeit a not-so-pretty one, then a back dive, which I found even more exciting.
I intended to post these photos over Father’s Day weekend, but I happened to be sans my Mac, checked in at some hotel for our company retreat. I spent Father’s Day eve in a karaoke bar, belting out a badass rendition of Total Eclipse of the Heart and dancing to the Wonder Girls with my colleagues, board of directors included. Long story.
Anyway, better late than never! Here are some snapshots of my dad in all his charming, offbeat glory. My mom took these pictures back when they were still dating in 1982. Who knew that nearly three decades later hipsters everywhere would be rocking this exact same look?
