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I’m not sure about you, but I’ve never had a soft affection for fairies and/or princesses. I never wanted a tiara, hated wearing frills and lace to much aplomb (!!) and was terribly awkward in high heels. Instead, di & i had a wardrobe full of giodarno cargo pants while we were growing up (in melbourne) and once mismatched a skirt with sports shoes while attending a musical. ‘Nuff said.

While I must say my taste and (thankfully) fashionsense have improved tremendously ever since (phew!), I still feel like a fishoutofwater whenever I have to dress up. Looking presentable is easy. But attending balls with dresscodes and well-heeled socialites is a different matter.

So when I was invited to the Icon Ball, and was told to wear a cocktail dress, I panicked. Hur hur.

OMG. I didn’t even know what a cocktail dress was supposed to look like ?!

When the day finally came, I dug out an old dress from the cupboard and brought it to work with me. And that was it.

Thankfully, the night was pretty amazing (!). God placed me besides P (from sph) who did not bat an eyelid when I ate bread using my hands! Then, we spoke about church and god and she told me about her mission trips in between cocktail and dishes! I also managed to bump into old friends like Eunice olsen- she asked how di was (gorgeous cheong sam!) and Eugenelow :)

And oh, I’m still hoping my fringe grows quickly. It’s starting to get really really annoying.

Have a lovely weekend everybody.