Bonita Trust Charity

September 24th, 2008 Comments(1)

Charities are ubiquitous. You turn round the corner and there’s a poor student in the sweltering heat asking for donations to some organisation. Help the handicapped, the elderly, the orphans, the ex-convicts, the convicts’ children, etc. But rarely do you know what became of your money after it passes through that slot in the donation can.

Then there’s Bonita Trust, an independent philanthropy, with a mission to "enrich the Gibraltar community through a programme of endowments to educational, cultural, health and community projects". It sounds like what any other charity would say, but their projects are specific and couldn’t be cooler. I have to say their mission was a bit misleading, but in a good way. Because they go beyond Gibraltar.

I found the Rotaplast project the most awesome. Bonita Trust made a significant donation to give free reconstructive surgery and treatment to underprivileged children in India who have cleft lip and cleft palate. And then they have other programmes like raising funds for specialist tuition for dyslexic children and skin cancer awareness campaigns.

Bonita Trust Charity was started by Ruth Parasol DeLeon.

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Isn’t she a pretty lady? A self-made billionaire too, so she’s putting back some of the moolah she has raked in from the adult entertainment industry back to the society for people who need it the most. Who has objections with that? I sure don’t.

Picture ME... Horrid

September 14th, 2008 Comments(4)

"Apply for Citi Clear Card online and get Corporate Photo Shoot worth $88 from picture ME," Citibank says. "Corporate suits and make-up provided."

So Melissa called and made us an appointment at 7:45PM yesterday, and the receptionist instructed us to wear only light makeup. Thinking that they were doing our makeup as stipulated in their ad, I went practically bare-faced.

We waited more than half an hour even though an appointment was made. (What did you expect? It's free.) Some ah lian who looked neither like a makeup artist nor a photographer asked us if we wanted to take the photo in the clothes we showed up with. I expressed incredulity and asked if they didn't specify that corporate suits are provided. Without batting an eyelid, she said they only provide the jacket. (What did you expect? It's free.)

So jacket it is. I took it. Said ah lian then informed us that the only makeup provided would be foundation, eyeshadow, and lipgloss. No blush, no eyeliner, no mascara, no pencilling in your brows. You call that providing makeup? (What did you expect? It's free.)

I made a decision I regretted. Instead of telling her I'd do my own makeup, I allowed her to it, thinking it would at least be decent in the hands of a professional. She brushed on some MAC powder with a brush that looked liked it hadn't been washed in eons and smelled likewise. (What did you expect? It's free.) Then she slapped on eyeshadow without blending. In green and brown. Matte. The colourblind should not be makeup artists. That's what I say. (What did you expect? It's free.) She then applied lipgloss on me, which at least looked like a decent colour, which is more than I can say for Melissa's. She thinks they made her look ancient. (What did you expect? It's free.)

I opened my eyes and to my horror discovered that my dark undereye circles are very much still there. (What did you expect? It's free.) So I asked if the photo is going to be retouched. The answer was a resounding "no". Unless we top up $18, that is. (What did you expect? It's free.) Fine, I touched up my makeup real quick but still had no visible eyelashes to speak of. I was peeved.

Ah lian makeup-artist-turned-photographer picked up the camera, and asked if I wanted to change the blue backdrop to a colour of my choice for a small sum of $18. I declined. She shot. Ah lian asked again if we wanted to top up for retouching. Seriously? After all that? Thanks but no thanks. We picked out our most un-hideous photo, collected them, and vowed never to return for whatever occasion ever again. If that was worth $88, I say do your own hair and makeup, bring your jacket to the nearest Kodak shop or whatever, and pay $6 for the auntie to shoot your face. Save the rest of your money and yourself from the assault on your face.

"What did you expect? It's free," is what everyone's telling me. Which I do not understand at all. This promotion is clearly a marketing effort to increase brand awareness and recall. Done right, it would've generated lots of positive word-of-mouth and repeat customers. Why they would offer this large-scale promotion and then turn around and ruin the fantastic opportunity of securing returning customers and more business is beyond me. It certainly costs them a lot of money to run this promotion. It just doesn't make business sense. At all. It would've been better not to offer a promotion as such if they are doing it so grudgingly.

Go to picture ME for another shoot, free or otherwise? I'd sooner stab myself.

A Totally Bimbotic Entry

September 09th, 2008 Comments(1)

Guess who got so unlucky, she actually got nail infection? 72 buckaroos for a week's supply of antibiotics (28 tablets), which I have to swallow for 1 week each month, for a grand total of 3 months. That's over 200 bucks. Ouch.

So SheWhoBrewsPotions sent me a sample of neem oil which was enticingly labelled "Smelly Neem Oil" to help hasten my recovery. It smells and looks like oyster sauce even though Jess denied sending me oyster sauce so my feet will smell like I have stepped in Chinese leftovers.

She also gave me a Pink Cake lip balm from My Lip Stuff. Whee!

I also ordered this Korean eyelash adhesive from Girllashes called Darkness for $10.50.

It is absolutely not dark, unlike what the name implies, but a curious shiny bluish colour that I've only seen in Korean lash adhesives. I bought it following the demise of my Sherani surgical adhesive, which clumped and curdled after I forgot to cap it. It totally kicks Sherani's ass. I loved Sherani because it is waterproof. But Darkness is all that Sherani is and more. <3

Right. Why am I waxing lyrical over an eyelash adhesive? Next package!

More brushes from Coastal Scents! I love the stippling brush I got previously so much that I've ordered another to apply my lovely MAC blush with.

I also got a lip brush which barely lived up to my expectations.

And I reordered the synthetic fine eyeliner brush as well, because I discovered that it's completely fab as a concealer brush. It's so precise! <3

Freshkon was totally giving out free pairs of their Alluring Eyes (or whatever it's called) lenses, so I got them in Mist Brown. Nobody could tell I was wearing lenses though. I endured the dryness and discomfort for nothing! I am so junking them.

I'm Not Gonna Lie

September 01st, 2008 Comments(0)

I am very, very, very vain. Why else would the credit card bill for August show that 81.5% of my expenditure was on false eyelashes? Granted, out of the...182 pairs of lashes ordered, only 25 were mine. But maybe I should stop organising so many sprees. It's so easy to get a heart attack when you see the credit card bill.

3 loves of my life: False eyelashes, computers, and Hong Kong food.

Those Jinx Tees Arrived

August 26th, 2008 Comments(0)

Thank you Tiago!!!!

"Wanna meet up for coffee?"

August 25th, 2008 Comments(0)

Jess: Tell him to drown himself inside the mountain of coffee beans.

Pretty Bath Products

August 24th, 2008 Comments(1)

I'm pretty much a no-nonsense girl when it comes to skincare and bath products. I like clean, honest brands like Cetaphil and For any extra maintenance, there's always Jess who offers no-frills organic skincare with the most awesome clay masks.

But girls will be girls. Looking at these beautiful bath products makes me want to buy them all and put them in a revolving display with lights shining right on them.

Gorgeous soaps and powder puffs from Soapalaya Soaps:

And uber cute bath ice cream fizzies from Me! Bath with uber cute names to match!

Cafe con Leche

California Dreaming


Divine Lotus

Gifts & Purchases

August 15th, 2008 Comments(1)

I have the sweetest friends in the whole wide world! Yes, they pwn yours. Unless of course, we share the same ones. Just look at my birthday loot.

Jess: Was horrified I was using some Silkygirl blush with a broken lid. She gifted me with a limited edition MAC blush from the Sonic Chic collection - Nuance.

I can't get a decent photo of it. And obviously when you have the patience of a raging bonobo, you wouldn't wait to take a decent picture of anything new you get before you actually use it. Hence, forgive those specks of powder that seem to have gotten stuck on the lid. Now, MAC products are usually so underwhelming for me. I never quite got the cult-like hype surrounding it. But this is uber pretty! My first peachy blush too!

It came bubble wrapped and then wrapped again like a bomb. :P

I love that girl. And not just because she bought me a pretty blush. Also because she made me chamomile herb packs (not for sale!) and amazing blends for my eczema, and oh, she gave me a pair of fake eyelashes to boot. Kidding. :P I love her only because she's the best bitching MSN buddy ever. She's turning me into some new-agey weirdo with her 'organic' ways!

Tiago: This sexy Brazilian is a man after my own heart. :P Another gift certificate!

I bought this with his last gift certificate. And I just realised I never got around to showing a pic of me wearing it. Oh well, one of these days I'll get around to doing some camwhoring. (Fuqn Jme has the same shirt. :P Please remind me to never wear it when I'm going to be meeting him, in case he is wearing it too!)

These are the tops that I totally want:

I would've bought this in a heartbeat. Except it's out of stock. All the sizes are.

And I want this. Goes to show you never stop being a WoW fanatic, even after you've stopped WoWing.

My Girls: Bought me hot pink earphones to match my pink (decal'ed) iPod. And a beautiful bag from Korea in the most gorgeous shade of baby pink with gold clasps and zips. It's supposedly Miu Miu-inspired. But I wouldn't know the difference anyway, not being interested in branded bags at all. It's really well-made and now I carry it everywhere.


Who said money can't buy happiness? Temporary happiness, that is. I love the feeling of receiving a fat package in the mail. And so recently, I've bought:

Fake eyelashes: Possibly one of my greatest addictions ever.

#442 from Girl Lashes. Fab service. Quality products.

Ardell Wild Lash Beautiful. These are really pretty and not really dramatic. I love them to death. That's why I bought another 3 on my last order!

Coloured contacts: The wonders of the Internet. Now I can find coloured contacts in my prescription that don't cost me 500 buckaroos!

The contacts don't show because my dad took my digital camera and I had to settle for the lousy phone camera. But they're a dark blue-grey. And I'm wearing lash #442. :)

Oversized sunglasses: Isn't it pretty? For only 10 buckaroos! And I got the case for like 8 bucks on an online spree.

Eyebrow trimming package: 6 sessions for $58 at Easy Perfect. Because good brows are important. That stupid Clementi threading place was giving me injuries aplenty and inconsistent shapes. Ughhh!

Okay, I shall stop logging my purchases for now. Else I'd probably get a heart attack seeing how much I spent.


August 12th, 2008 Comments(1)

Yes I know it's 5:38AM. I just can't sleep.

It's nowhere near the end of the year, but can 2008 get any worse? News of deaths of people I know keep reaching me. One of the many a dear friend, and recently, my grandfather. And so, I spent my birthday at my grandfather's funeral, pissed off at some of my relatives and cousins, who were clearly there only because they had to be. Smokey eyes and an ugly, dressy shirt with ruffles, hello? Showing off your bloody Nissan Latio like it's some Porsche at a funeral, hello?! Jess said that wakes bring out the ugliness in people. Word.

At least I have fond memories of that stubborn old man.

Sometime this year, I managed to get together with one of the most amazing plonkers ever. How unbelievably credulous was I to actually believe he was any different from the many men I have crossed paths with? Oh wait, he was special. The only one who ever managed to ruin my already miserable birthday by sending a dozen (preordered, no doubt) red roses to my doorstep when the last thing I needed was to be reminded of him.

Jess, bless her soul, was livid at said plonker. Perhaps even more so than I was. Feng shui master was consulted. Though I don't need one to know that I have no luck in relationships. Certainly I have no lack of suitors, some overzealous. (Fact. Absolutely nothing to be proud of. I prefer quality over quantity. But it's the quantity I end up with.) But even as I am consciously trying to make the right choices (mind over heart, reason over passion), I always, always make the wrong ones.

Or maybe it's a good thing not to be stuck with the same man for decades, only to end up being traded in for a newer model after acquiring stretchmarks, varicose veins, and saggy breasts giving birth to his bad genes.

Next one up in line: Try hard - try bloody hard. And even then, I may not believe you. Ever. Totally not my fault. Blame your predesscors.

Online Shopping is Evil

July 07th, 2008 Comments(2)

2 packages in the mail today:

The order from that cost over S$200 sent via USPS Express Mail International.

Our spree: One 16oz benzoyl peroxide gel, three 8oz benzoyl peroxide gel, three 6oz AHA+ moisturisers, and sachet samples of their cleanser and moisturiser. I <3 Saved my skin!

Package #2. Lollipop earrings. They are absolutely adorable but bigger than I expected.

Kitty necklace. Cute!

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