It was work stuff all the way till 1am, except with a small break in between when my partner stole a little time off to show me an eye-opener.

I am so exhausted now that I want to cry.

I can’t believe it that breaking bad news to girls can make me feel so depressed.

I hate to reject people.

I don’t really like to listen to clients’ mean comments that might not justify cos you know how fabulous these girls are in person.

I am still super tired. I have many bad news to deliver tomorrow and by not sleeping, it seems like the task will be faraway enough.

I checked through my schedule……

In between everything till next weekend, I am actually trying to find possible timings to fulfill my motherly duties.

And, they are fully booked.

And.. in the worst possible fashion….

It is kinda HILARIOUS. Especially listening to my partners, especially Mr Brian Lee, think that I don’t measure up to any of my girls.

I cheap. What to do.

So. Tomorrow meeting. Getting final confirmation. Getting one of my vendors’ costumes done and settled. Oh yes, contact makeup artiste. She said she would give me the number but she didn’t get back to me!!

I could possibly sneak off for a secret rendevous… a quickie in Malaysia.

I will get back soon enough to check on the other vendor’s costume on Saturday, make necessary changes…. Oh yes, finalising of price with suppliers.

Sunday will be the fitting for one of my clients. Phototaking to see how the models will turn out. *Gulp*

I hope all will be photogenic and as pretty as they look on pictures.

Pray everything will go on smoothly, and then Monday I would be collecting my costumes. Logos will be done, and then upon final confirmation, they would be etched on.

Oh yes, Monday would be the horrid day when I have to spend entire day back in office.

So if I can squeeze in a fitting on Monday evening, it will be fabulous, cos that would keep my Tuesday free for colouring of my hair. I am not vain, it is helping out my dearest Meiling(thank you dear for helping with the alteration!) for her upcoming hair show. I need to get colour done, cut… blarblar.

So yes. Wednesday will be rehearsals.

And then.. uhm…. fret over the last minute preparations, and I will start to lose sleep and find it difficult to breathe through the night. I might even break down and cry in anxiety.

Cos…. THURSDAY IS THE FREAKING DAY!!!

I will make sure makeup artiste turn up in time, and my girls turn up in time and then blarblarblar.. and then Friday I will start to fret for different reasons and let my self esteem consume me and then Saturday I will sashay down the stage for the hair show and then Sunday I will be back at the exhibition and look totally silly and then and then and then….

Can I like fast forward one week already?

My hands are coldsweating as I type this lor!!!

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Pictures from yesterday’s event.

And then I bumped into Selene…

And the very obligatory picture of the Bentley:

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And speaking about Brian’s little escapade this afternoon..

We went to Far East with work in mind, and then…

He got a shave.

And he also has a hole in his sock.

My first experience at watching a tattoo done live.

And what others had said about the sound and the look of the needles would scare you?

Utter bullocks.

I was so bored from the sound… and they actually sounded kinda lullaby-ish. And uhm, I actually kicked into someone’s head. A lady who was having her right lower back, bum and thigh tattooed.

So terribly sorry whoever you are.

And…

A very pale-looking Brian.

I took a picture of him biting his nail, and he deleted it without my permission when I had specifically told him not to delete any of my pictures.

I got so utterly pissed that I just ignored him for being rude.

So, he tried to appease me by posing for a totally no-feel finger-in-mouth picture to make up for the one he deleted. Chey.

Whilst I was waiting, I got acquainted with this awfully adorable dog, who nuzzled me when I tried to take a picture with it.

And seriously, it is so hard to make out where its features are.

Finally, it was done.

Look at it from different sides…

And the tattoo costs a hefty $400. Somebody silly out there has a very empty bank account.

All in all, it was a great experience and I was thoroughly amused and intrigued throughout…

Hmm……

So. After all the work-related stuff today, I am rightfully entitled to a bit of hot loving tonight.

Woohoo.