The evening of 25th July finally came. And because I was still in midst of a meeting (thankfully shorten due to exhausted clients) and putting in final briefs while juggling MORE last minute packing and filing (note to self: I must really file on a more regular basis), the wrench of leaving didn’t really sink it till…(not too sure if it has even sank in yet)
It was rather obvious that us shopaholics duo couldn’t contain not walking into any of the brightly-lit shops so we decided to stray into one just for the sake of doing what we used to do. It was a rarity that Jas actually rummage through the racks and picked up a piece she thought was ‘very Nat’! And indeed it was – a pinstriped pencil dress! As I held on to the hanger of that one and stormed into the dressing room. It was a little fitting for my liking (probably due to the severe bloatedness I was suffering from 1st day of cramps) but sharp yet casual (there was a lot of layering I could play around with, as well as adjusting the length of the dress) enough. Jas insisted I got it, since it was at such a steal – only to find out as I emerged happily from the dressing room, that the silly, no sweet irritant had secretly paid for the item and it was a present from her. Awwwwww!!! How often does one receives such a beautiful pencil dress she loves so much as a surprise gift ?!?!?! Thank you my dear irritant.
The purchase made the both of us happy and hungry enough for the highly anticipated desserts as we marched on to 2am:dessert bar. A very active cute hound pup we passed on the way also made the irritant squeal in delight! Unfortunately, couldn’t grab a pix of the cutie since even anti-shake mode on the camera couldn’t contain the very excited pup.
So finally. We arrived at 2am. It was packed and we were quickly shuffled to a bar seat, while on the waiting list for one of the reclining areas. A couple who was practically all over each other annoyed us for a while and it was not so good news when we were later told that our reclining seats were just beside theirs. It then turned out that the more put-off thing then was the whiff of vomit smell which visited us and got us sitting terribly uncomfortably that we apologized profusely for being such difficult customers to request for a 2nd change of seats (even those at the bar was more appealing now).
Fortunately, we managed to land ourselves another reclining ones which didn’t reek of any potential vomit smell and carried on with the plan of project desserts and photos. It was unfortunate that the desserts weren’t as satisfactory as I had made them out to be (to Jas) on my first try and I mus
t admit, that standards did dip a little. Perhaps it was the crowd, or perhaps just standards since my last visit earlier this year. We made the most out of what we could anyway, with photo-whoring and beer: but apparently one of the 2 new beers we attempted to try was downright disappointing – smelling like perfume and tasting like detergent. Yuck. Felt so guilty that I left Jas to finish the rest of the bottle on her own.
I think the sudden flash and constant giggles from trying to mimic our decepticon annoyed some patrons but I reckon we were on our best behaviour, trying to be as discreet as possible. Sadly, our night ended early because Jas needed to turn Cinderella for some eski-commitments since Mr. Quiet was busy away at work. I was on the verge of getting a little emo as I bade my lovely snr manager goodbye, knowing that I won’t be going through Monday blues together with her come next week.
The night of beer did continue for me though, as cousin Sam decided to pop by for a quick catch-up session over some bangers and mash while sharing with me her newly acquired makeup loot and other stuff. 🙂 Always nice to spend more girly time with those close to you! I felt a little wuzzy while on the journey back home but thankfully managed to stumble my way without a glitch to the bedroom and snuggling in with the bo – feeling all happy and contented for a night well spent.