I’m so grateful to have such a close friend who happens to be a very talented makeup artist. Jules, that friend, has once again transformed my face into something better and more tolerable to look at. She asked me to pose for most of her jewelry (she did not make them) which she plans to sell. And in return, she gave me her silvery bedazzled collar necklace (pictured top right). I love it so much!

Oy, I just love her l33t makeup skills. If only I looked like this naturally, but ey, we all know what’s really underneath it all. I don’t want to remove this face when I go to bed tonight. I just don’t.  Tears will surely run when I wash my face tonight.

The dress is from H&M. I have a love and hate relationship with it. Sometimes, I think it’s sweet and simple but most of the times, I feel like it’s too granny for my uh, youthfulness. Every time I wear this dress to work, only the 70+ women would compliment it. Which is totally adorable and all, yet I have to question my taste in fashion at the same time.

If you’re curious to check out the rest of the pictures then le Flickr is where you want to go!

Alright, so here’s a follow-up from my last entry!

As you may recall, I chopped my own hair off. I literally just tied my hair and cut it without any concern that it’s going to look goofy. I went to the salon earlier today to get it fixed and styled. When the hairstylist first saw me, I saw the terror he had in his eyes. Before he could put his smartass remarks about my messy haircut, I butted in, “I know, I know…just cut my hair please.”

He asked me what I wanted to get and I pointed to whatever in the hair magazine. I think it was a short bob. I just didn’t give a shit you know? You seriously can’t cut my hair any worse than what I had cut myself. But later on, I eventually started caring because the hairstyle I apparently picked out made me look like a 45-year-old mom from the 60′s. While I’m all for retro haircuts, I just sort of don’t feel like looking like a mom.

Like the easy customer that I am, I pretended to like it (after all, I did pick it out myself). When I went home, I fixed it myself, tried to make it look more “edgy” and now I’m pretty happy with what I have. ^_^

As someone who’s mildly obsessed with Mad Men‘s female ensemble cast, I guess you can say I’ve picked up a few of fashion ideas from them (or tried to). If I could, I would march into their casting office with this outfit and say, “Hey dude, I have two years of acting experience and your awe-some television series needs a fly Asian hunnie.”

Look, I can really do it, I swear. This is me, being an obedient and wholesome housewife, contemplating whether I should cook duck or orange chicken for dinner:

And this is me finding out Don Draper wants to have an affair with me:

I’m your girl!