I’ve got a spicy rack.

Anyone who has any semblance of interest in cooking would probably agree that a well-stocked spice rack is a sight so beguiling, it’s probably more emotionally fulfilling than the actual cooking.

Yes, I have finally acquired a spice rack and 12 spice bottles from Ikea. It took me this long because the price put me off for a while. Anyway, as soon as I got home, I got to making individual hand written labels for each bottle. Hurm, because I can.

# – Pen, paper and all my spices.

This is a temporary measure as I haven’t gotten around to setting up my printer though I’ll probably end up buying a label maker because, really, what’s more satisfying than labeling every single item in your house?

# – Carefully pour content into its bottle.

I thought I’d have difficulties filling up 12 bottles but I obviously underestimated the size of my collection because right now, I think I need another rack….or two -_-

# – Bottles labelled and filled up!

I can’t believe I haven’t bought any 5-spice, the main ingredient for making awesome chinese roast pork! So despite having a few other spices that I could have chosen to put in the last bottle, I reserved it for the magic powder.

The sight of the empty bottle annoys the heck out of me though.

# – Besides the 12 spice jars, the rack could also fit an additional of 2 conventional spice bottles off the shelf on each level.

BF’s mom told me that spices should be stored away from the light but right now, I prefer to have them in sight because it makes me happy to see them everytime I enter my kitchen. /nerd mode on

The Grundtal spice rack was RM65 and the Ikea 365+ spice bottles came in set of 4 for RM16.90 each. By the way, I love these spice jars far more than the ones they always promote with the Grundtal spice rack because you don’t have to unscrew the cap all the time and stick a spoon in. Just flip and pour :)

Happy spicing up your kitchen!

New year, new hair.

Since it’s chinese new year, guess it’s time to show off my latest hairstyle :D

# – Happy Chinese New Year 2011!!!

Bought the dress while walking mindlessly in Nichii. I’ve been shopping there since they were just a little shoplot in Sungai Besi and despite its maligned reputation (Ah Lian, cheap etc) I still find a lot of my favourite clothings from there! Probably cause I’m an unapologetic Ah Lian teeheehee.

# – My chor yat dress.

# – Bought it cause I fell in love with this scallop detail.

How hot is it in KL now? Am actually in Genting at the moment and quite glad to be away from the heat hehe.

# – Charlie wishes you a Merry Chinese New Year too! :)

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Happy Chinese New Year 2011!

Okay, since it’s not yet Chinese New Year, I shall unload this negativity before entering the Rabbit year ya.

So anyway, was at a dinner and as many of you know, I’ve just had a haircut so naturally people commented on my hair. Mostly positive comments and some had the foresight of keeping their mouths shut when they had nothing good to say (good on you!) but of course, of course somebody has got to be a big bitch.

She asked me, why I cut my hair until all stick out like that.

(I deliberately messed up my hair by the way for a carefree, sassy, free look. Look, I’m fucking 26 27 so I am (perhaps shockingly for you) perfectly capable of making an informed and deliberate decision of cutting my hair until all stick out like that)

She also asked me, why that hair colour.

(Actually I don’t know what colour it is kinda brown but I like this colour cause it makes my face looks fair. What kind of question is that, because obviously I chose that colour because I fucking like it, you dumb miserable bitch.)

And then, she asked why I didn’t do something about my dry hair.

(At around this point, I was about to ask her why she didn’t shave the moustache off her 14 year old teenage DAUGHTER, whom by the way is a rude, miserable girl herself with no semblance of good manners.)

I can be very vicious when I want to, but I chose to hold back my tongue this time (because ya have I not reminded you that I’m fucking 27 already and I don’t need to prove anything anymore) and endured her verbal abuse as well as her annoying habit of pushing the lazy susan away from me when I was trying to pick food at dinner.

Anyway, after dinner, I told my bf about it and revealed to him my fantasy retort to her patronising remarks. BF told me that the daughter is innocent and it’s her mother that’s being a bitch therefore I could have just asked her why she’s not doing anything about her droopy eyes and bingo wings :P

I just bursted out laughing and my dark moods evaporated almost instantaneously. What can I say, sometimes all it takes is a little bitch in a man :)

Have a happy, prosperous and most importantly, a miserable bitch-free Chinese New Year!

Mwahs!