I know that this year will be BETTER. I feel so jubilant that I can finally say this with 100% confidence, after last year's shit. Ahhh I still recall last year as if it were yesterday.
Yesterday night (last year! I still can't quite grasp the idea of it) me and my friend originally planned to go to The Butter Factory to party so that we can catch the fireworks as well at Marina Bay Sands. But because Butter was fully booked, we had no choice but to walk to Clarke Quay. After much squeezing through throngs of people and wandering around aimlessly, we finally found Attica. $35 cover charge with one drink and endless hours of dancing. The music was blaring and infectious, the DJ was spinning all my favourite dance tunes, I had my first glass of vodka mixed with coke and it was surprisingly good.
There's something curious about dancing in a mass of people, losing yourself in the music, and having laser and strobe lights flash around you. The lights seemed to segment everybody into pieces, and it was just me and my body. It was ironic that in such chaos, my mind was finally quiet and disentangled from my body. My thoughts no longer influenced my feelings and there was no nagging feeling telling me that I'm doing something wrong or unacceptable. Of course, I was subconscious of my surroundings too. Groper 1 tried to put his arms around my waist. Groper 2 reached out and touched my face. Then there were some people that were grinding their bodies into mine, and some guys trying to get my attention by singing the music and kept looking at me. Hmm but even though it felt uncomfortable somehow, the sexual tension seemed kind of fun. (Please don't judge me.)
What I'm reading now at the moment:
2010: A Year in Fashion
2010: A Year in Photos
A Year in Fashion by Tommy Ton (Partie Deux)
A Summary of Outfits by Fashionsquad
Daphne Guinness: Fashion's Wild Child
To me Daphne Guinness is similar to the new Anna (Anna Dello Russo) - their passion for couture reflected in their huge collection of clothes, the distinct way they dress, how they seem to use clothes to express their mood, their life and the ephemeral nature of fashion and how they both take dressing so seriously.
And here's a photo just for fun!
My first meal of 2011: Chinese dumplings! The ones pictured here are raw ones, ready to be boiled. No matter how many times I've eaten this, I'll never ever get sick of the juicy and soft meat and vegetable filling, wrapped by a chewy outer skin of dough. Yum yum.