MiZU with mates…

After the massive housewarming party last Friday and since Dat and Darren were here for the weekend. We were expected to do “gayish” things which is going out clubbing at the meat Market hotel.

We decided to have earlier dinner that day at Mizu… a Japanese restaurant in Greville Street. I haven't been to Mizu before but heard good review about it. We started with sushi and sashimi platter, vegetarian california rolls and my favourite Edamame.

Dat as a restaurateur, always the one who have to place the order. Dinner as always was fantastic…and having Dat and Darren back in Melbourne again is like a reunion… They are so much fun to hang around with…. always.

 

After dinner, we went to Mark’s place for champagne and decided to have kate with us. When we reached Mark’s some other boys are there as well…. There’s Mark ( from sydney), Mikey and his straight friend which I didnt click what his name was… sorry!

We went to the Market at 1130…. enjoyed our night and went home at 3am…. Still thinking I’m not missing much by not being put there…..Clubbing….

“Ciao”

The Eclipsed Celebrity Death Club

Poor Farrah Fawcett. A month ago, People magazine's Larry Hackett admitted to the Times that she only had one remaining chance for some friendly press:
"At this point, Farrah has to die," he said. "It's the only cover left for her." Needless to say, she's missed her chance. Having vanished from the headlines after Michael Jackson's sudden demise, Farrah is just the latest to join a peculiar group: the Eclipsed Celebrity Death Club.

The classic ECD example is Groucho Marx, who passed away the same week as Elvis Presley, and thus missed out on a good week's worth of TV tributes. But the easiest way for a famous person to vanish from the earth without so much as a blip is to follow a president of the United States. Ray Charles caught barely a moment's coverage when he died in 2004, right in the middle of the weeklong blanket coverage of Ronald Reagan's death and funeral. Same story for James Brown, who got some press but definitely ran second to Gerald Ford. (The only person who could square off against a dead head of state, it seems, was Mother Teresa. When she died a few days after Princess Diana, a good deal of the coverage tried to frame them as comparably angelic figures.) And don't forget Alice Trillin—granted, not a worldwide celebrity, but a beloved figure to her husband Calvin's thousands of New Yorker-­reading fans. While awaiting a heart transplant, she died on September 11, 2001, following the horrible deaths of thousands of New Yorkers. Most of her husband's readers only learned about it many months later, when he published About Alice.
The championship trophy for badly timed death, though, goes to a pair of British writers. Aldous Huxley, the author of Brave New World, died the same day as C.S. Lewis, who wrote the Chronicles of Narnia series. Unfortunately for both of their legacies, that day was November 22, 1963, just as John Kennedy's motorcade passed the Texas School Book Depository. Huxley, at least, made it interesting: At his request, his wife shot him up with LSD a couple of hours before the end, and he tripped his way out of this world. Which, if you're going to go to your reward without anyone's noticing, is probably not a bad way to end it all.

By: Christopher Bonanos

(Daily Intel)

warming up…

Its winter and we thought our house could do with some warming up…so we decided to throw a fabulous housewarning party last night. Since we have been thinking to do so since we moved to YVE. Mark did the invite..its as always… so beautifully decorated card with gems and limestones… Everyone was talking about it…. maybe more about the flashy invites than the party… LOL..

Dat and Darren flew down from Sydney just to make an appearance to our fabulous HW. It supposedly started at 7 but as we normally do.. guest starts arriving at 8….from Jeffrey, Fiona and the others….

Lucky for us, I’ve download some Fendi’s mixsets to my iPhone and that works a treat! Love the music… Declan made nibblies and champagnes starts pouring….and so does the conversations….

It was a fantastic party…. simple and intimate…. nice to gather all our friends around for drinks and music….and we ended up with gorgeous giftssssss… though I didnt remember putting **please bring nice gifts upon arrival** on the invite…

oh welll….

Overhauled..

I logged on yesterday and my blogspot is full of spam from photobucket!!!!

ARGGHHHH!!!!

 

I am sooo pissed off!! After editing for days for that cat poo brown colour that supposed to be chic…now I have to change it again…. Fuck this!

I switched on Foxtel and while watching Kendra on E! I started picking up my blog new look… Hmm…

I decided to go with Social Networking look… combining my Facebook, my Twitter and my blog all in  one… so here goes…

To uolls that have Twitter account! Please click the link and follow me…. I am not in the mood to blog now… so let finish this entry with this pic….

ciao!!!

Fabooshed… dear Lady GaGa…

Just when you think she had it… and then she made “Paparazzi” music video…. I’m very very impressed with Lady GaGa…and try to spot which dress is Thierry Mugler and which is Dolce & Gabbana

Sydney Revisited

The last time I’m in buzzing Sydney was late last year. Guess work has taken toll of our travelling for a bit. Plus I have been home to Malaysia twice this year.

This trip, we flew specially for Dat & Darren as they just nested themselves a new apartment in Centennial Park… very near to Oxford Street ( Sydney Gay Central ). The house is amazeballs. Its an art deco with white on white background. Very chic furniture and as always have Dat’s and Darren’s touch all over it.

 

Day 1, Penny collected us from Kingsford Smith Airport as we landed. Unlike Melbourne, Sydney airport were buzzing with travellers. We packed light and did not have any check in luggage….

We went to Jones the Grocer for coffee while waiting for the boys to come home. Its kinda lost its charm. The place is a bit empty considering that they normally cater for the upmarket grocers. The coffee was good. It started to rain in Sydney…. and as we reached the boys apartment, it started to rain really heavily.

After shower and change, we went to Fratelli’s Fresh where Dat works. We had a beautiful dinner and VViP treatment. It was fantastic…. We went home in a taxi….and its still pissing down raining…. decided to stay in.

DAY 2…

We left the house on a roadtrip to Bowral, to see Declan’s mum and dad. Its about an hour plus drive. When we reached Bowral, we were greeted by Ron and Beryl…. and Jack..a miniature version of Veuve. A very obedient puppydog.

Mum and Dad made BBQ lunch for us….and it hit the spot. Really yummy…. after 2 hours chatting we left Bowral back to Sydney.

That night Dat and Darren invited some of their friends out with us to ARQ…. Its a fantastic night out…. put on our disco boots and off we go painting the Sydney Gayest venue…all white.. thanks to our trustworthy friend Kate!!!

We left home the next day feeling tired from all the fun we had in Sydney. We’ll be flying there again in August…. Thank you boys for the hospitality……

Monotone

I havent been shopping for clothes for awhile now. I know… its very depressing. But I have to save for our trip to USA. Hopefully shopping there as good as what people been saying. Or else that would be a bummer.

Nothing changes since the last blog. I am still working at the same place with the same people. I dont go out clubbing anymore as I decided to hang my disco boots. I havent really been to gym as I been lazy after I cancelled my Fitness Last membership.

I was watching one of the Sex and The City episode last night, the one when Carrie moved to Paris with Alexander Petrovski. When they have lunch with Samantha, Charlotte and Miranda… the last lunch, it was really sad. I remembered when I used to stop for lunch at Dome with Rain, Eddie and Mel after shopping. It was so much fun. We were on top of the world… parading our Seed, Guess and Isetan paperbags… and wishing it was Prada, Gucci or Louis Vuitton instead…. but we still feel fabulous.

Now I can have Louis Vuitton if I want… but it doesnt feel the same. Its not fun anymore. Shopping is for necessities now.. I just bought a new black cardi from SATCH today. Its gorgeous… but when I get home…I just hanged it in the closet with the other designers shit that I have… its monotonous. And when shopping feels that way… there is definitely something wrong with you!

We went to Myer to spend our $200 voucher that I get from Nokia points. We decided to spend it on tableware. We got a set of dinner plates from Royal Doulton that cost around $175…. and some nice napkins from Vue. The clothing department at Myer really needs a revamp. It just looks sad and cheap….

Declan is busy looking for hotels for our trip in September. The Venetian in Las Vegas.. looking for a hotel in Washington D.C….. I’ve found an apartment to rent in New York thru www.airBnB.com, its someone’s apartment that they rented out to traveler in New York City. I choose to stay in Chelsea as its very camp. Lucky in San Francisco, we’re staying with Robert as he own a gorgeous apartment… plus I will be catching up with Desmond too :)

Catcha……   xoxo ………