Went to a bazaar at Bangsar.
Two words... hot and stuffy.
So hot and stuffy that I forgot to look (or wasn't interested) at the clothes.
Shari bought a dress and a belt and then we were off.
I got a free magazine which is a girly magazine and I don't do girly magazine.
Like I told my Mum "I can't believe people pay money to read a load of shit"
I'm looking for a girl who wants a free Seventeen magazine... or rather, a girl who reads a whole load of shit.
And the crowd... the CROWD!!... who wears a long dress, in heels, with hair all done up with 5 inches of make-up to a bazaar in a house.. along Lorong Maarof.
Nut tried to justify the overdressed girls and said "Maybe they're going to the clubs later".. and I said "Who clubs in long dresses?"
It's a Friday night in Bangsar not a Friday night at a cocktail in a five star hotel.
Yeesh.
After that, we ran out for air in Alexis and also for dinner.
I had a mushroom and chicken pie with a WHOLE LOTTA FRIES (ask Shari and Nut).
A tiramisu to go round and water.
The pie was awesome.
(Or I was just hungry).
Then we picked Nut's Mum up at BSC ("Don't say hi cause I'm high") and then she dropped us off at my car and I sent Shari home.
My brother is coming home from Singapore tomorrow.
Mum and I have plans to decorate the tree (Shari thought the family was going artsy fartsy with the tree and make-do without decorations this year).
I still have no idea what to get for Nut.
Argh.
Ivan needs a Christmas hat..
His head looks empty.. (inside and outside)
