the second weekend of the spore fashion fest, that was another round of alcohol-filled afternoon. with the whole gang this time round - my flatmate colin, his significant other roy, alex and lynda. i think i took a non-stop swig from 12 noon right up till 5pm. how incorrigible. but i have, again, sam to thank for the wunderbar free flow of all things alcoholic.
project runway rejects - alex, sam, colin and roy
it was tough trying to convince colin that haagen dasz does not carry the same sedative properties of alcohol - teetotaller schmetotaller
models went through rigorous allergy tests to ensure that they weren't allergic to pollen when they strut beneath the canopy of flowers along the runway
flower girls
going for more swigs during the interval before the second show started was a major mistake for that afternoon...
everything was a blur to me when the second show started... and when it ended, i stumbled out to grab a cab and made my way to dora's place for her birthday dinner.
i arrived at dora's place early evening... or rather, i stumbled in drunk according to dora and company while they were preparing to bake some pies. to commemorate the unsightly event, they made this on one of the pies...
alphabet 'D' as my initial, and... well you can see it for youself, a champagne flute with bubbles... the girls think i need rehab. but the pie rocks!!!
refer to dora's blog entry for more details which i can barely remember:
http://cameldiaries.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-which-she-channels-mrs-dalloway-and.html
and i found this magnet-stuck on dora's fridge door...
the days when we were staying in NUS' hall of residence - seto, lichelle, felicia and dora - those were the days before wrinkles started to gain permanent residence on their faces...haw haw!
note to self: must upgrade night face cream
and the birthday girl showing off her blowing skills. i shan't publicly say how old dora is right now because it's rude to reveal a lady's age but here's a hint, there were three big candles and one small one. three and one... go figure.
and the lot that i love...
we lamented on how the gang of usual suspects, us, have shrunk tremendously over the years. lichelle has gone to barcelona, ngiap in atlanta, porcky in HK, leonard busy with his newborn and yvonne, well, i think she was nicely sloshed at the american club that night - but we take comfort in the fact that no matter where on the globe our friends are at right now, we love one another and that has not changed.
after many long conversation and lots of laughs, good food and drinks, and several packs of kick-arse durians later, we called it a night at 2am and left the birthday girl and her husband david to do the cleaning up...heh!
but i still do remember going home that night feeling all blissed out. love you all. sniff sniff...
1 comment:
sniff sniff. i also miss you guys. we will always be part of this purer, younger, simpler, and more carefree days of our youth. adulthood brings with it many attractions too, but there are some things you can never replace...
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