Fashion, put it all on me
Don't you wanna see these clothes on me
Fashion, put it all on me
I'll be anyone you want me to be

A girl's just as hot as the shoes she choose

...'Fashion' by Lady Gaga [ohhhh the superficial]

Nobody has eyelashes like the Czechs, and nobody applies bronzer like the Aussies...but nobody -- nobody -- parties like Singaporeans.

I miss Singapore. I miss Veuve Clicquot nights. I miss cheap taxis. I miss drunkenly stumbling down the road in a short skirt at 4am and not giving a damn who sees, cos who cares? I miss new, new, new. I miss camerawhoring with randoms. I miss Mimo, Timbre, Loof, 2am.

I know it will NEVER be the same as it was. Without -- well, it's a chapter of my life to leave behind for a while.
How time, and innocence, flies.

Instead I'm stuck at a desk trying to satisfy my cravings for vapid materialism with gossip girl and the scandalous happenings of SG's bloggerati.

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Les plats à Montelimar, home of nougat:

One; Baguette with aubergine, anchovy or olive
Champagne

Two; Foie gras de canard et poulet with salad & chutney
Lyon

Three; Omelette with black truffle

Four; Roast goose with mince and liver

Five; Patates gratin & vegetables

Six; Cinq fromages

Seven; Petit gateux et macaroons

Jouyeux Noel!