No more chinky chinese eyelashes.

After my adventure with fake eyelashes about a year ago, I’ve decided to give it another go. So I finally got my lashes extended, by a professional this time.

I don’t think they’re very prominent though. Should have asked the girl to give me more drama! That said, they’re still longer and curlier than my natural lashes, so yeah, I’m quite happy with the results.

Eyelash extension.
Extended lashes.

The process was a bit of a torture for me though. I think it’s because of my hypersensitive eyes, they were tearing up throughout the process.

And I kept falling asleep, which was weird because I would start dreaming random stuff and at the same time I would tell myself to wake up in order to avoid Rapid Eye Movement. Trippy shit!

I felt the mood to doll up and so I did. Put on my beautiful dress which bf said reminds him of Laura Ashley’s curtains (BLEH I love it and I’m quite sure there are many girls who would appreciate the dress!)

Moody.
Emo.

Smiley.
Not emo.

wtf
Also not emo.

Admiring my own reflection...
Portrait of a narcissist admiring her own reflection.

My booootiful dress.
My booootiful dress!

If you’re interested in where I got my lashes done, it’s at Pink Passion. Found them from an article on NST.

58 kilos

It’s now 4.30am. I’m supposed to be in bed by 12am but got prompted by the Suan about Air Asia’s free tickets. So the boo and I stayed awake to plan for our impromptu family vacation. We managed to beat the online booking frenzy and got the tickets for free! W00t! The excitement has passed but I can’t seem to fall asleep.

Oh, of course. I’m on a diet too. Being hungry makes me damn cranky. I remember my heaviest ever on the scale was 58 kilos. I was 17 and it was horrifying. And guess what, I’m tipping 58 kilos again. It’s not as scary as I remembered…I’d like to call it maturity but I think complacency seems more like it. So yeah, I’m cutting out supper. More running. More power stepping.

58kilos
Remember this 58 kilos of goodness while it lasts.

If only I knew a way to keep the boobs cause I sure love how they look now.

I’m on the front page!

I’m so buzzing! I’ve been jumping around in the house since 10.30am!

My face is on R.AGE’s frontpage! OMG. I’m a covergirl *le sigh*

This morning I popped up at 8am and headed to my alma mater, HELP University College. Had to catch the college edition papers before they run out, you see. I had breakfast at Subway and hung around till 10.30am when the delivery truck arrived.

They plonked the stacks of papers on the floor and there it was, staring back at me, MY OWN FREAKIN’ FACE!

i'ma covergirl w00t!
i’ma covergirl w00t!

I swear it was the most surreal moment ever of my life. It’s like I struck the lottery. It was SWEET!

Kimberlycun on R.AGE
www.rage.com.my

You can read the article online at R.AGE website.

p/s: Thanks ShaolinTiger for taking the main pictures and of course, making me front page worthy ;)