In the midst of all my piled up assessments and all-over-the-place feelings, I decided to take a break and make some gold. I wish I lived over a pot of gold and if I were to randomly dig in the yard, I’d find a big big big pot of gold waiting for me. Imagine what you would do with a pot of gold? Or better yet, a chest of it? 

A lovely follower (@dying-ardently) have been keeping me sane for the past 24 hours through my complaints and mood swings and tonight I have a BBQ to go to in which Korean meat is being served. How Australian of us. 

Hoping tonight will clear my mind a bit. In the meantime, how cute are my nails? I’m loving black and gold at the moment. 

Today I decided to do some work. I finished one of my many models due for uni in a week or so, and I felt so accomplished.. I just stopped there. I’m horrible, and I think if there was a Bachelor of Procrastination, I’d ace it for sure.

My process in my degree of Procrastination occurs in several stages. Usually I just sit and stare at my computer, constantly refreshing my Newsfeed on Facebook and Dashboard on Tumblr. After which both unsuccessfully satisfy me, I move on to painting my nails. This only takes about 30 minutes of my time which then leads me to refreshing my pages once again. However, still nothing satisfies me and then the real deal comes along. The secret to acing Procrastination is shown through the things you choose to do. For me, it’s things like watching my dog sleep, staring at the trees outside (which I do very well), searching up lyrics and singing them (this leads to rapping, mind you, I’m a really good rapper too), then goes to eating sporadic foods, then lying on my bed and playing iPhone games. Then..if I’m still bored and not doing my work, it then leads to last resort: blogging about it.

My god, I’m horrible, and this is probably why I have more friends listening to me ramble on Tumblr than in real life. Lovely, Vivian. Just, lovely.

Above is me and my dazzling face at a wedding I attended on the 31st; it went quite well (there was free wine at the reception) and so you can guess I treated myself nicely. Not much to say really, besides that my dress was practically choking me at the end of the night. (Oh and the next day was horrible after 6 glasses of wine…)

In the meantime, it’s been a while since I did a nail post and here I tried my first “Reverse French” mani with black and gold and my dear, it took so much longer than I expected. 

I haven’t been doing much.. kind of been on hold with my life. I was sick for a couple of days and uni work has been piling on me (as usual) so I’m just so bleh at this long weekend because I know I have to work yet I see everyone out. I’m still not doing work though. Lucky me!

Benjamin and I are good. We had a fight this morning, a big one, but we’re good now. One thing I’ve learnt from this long relationship is that eventually, after all the small fights, when you’re in a (close to) three year relationship, you’ll end up fighting about that one thing only. We both can tell it’s probably the only thing we’d ever fight about ever, and it’s kinda sad. But hey, relationships right? 

Life has been way too normal and routine-y for me lately. I need something to happen! Don’t you just hate that? When your life starts settling down to just work, home, friends, uni, work, home. And sleep. But oh my god, it sucks. 

I’m a horrible mess right now.

Hype this look here

Today, I finally found a salon that has a OPI Matte colour, and of course I tried it! It’s definitely different- makes me feel like my nails are dry. It’s quite hard to handle actually, you’re not allowed to use drying products or hand lotions with Matte on and it doesn’t last as long as their normal Lacquer. 

Above, is look I put together in preparation of a wedding in under 2 weeks. I love weddings, but to my disappointment, this wedding will be quite casual and so my original uber-formal outfit has turned to this. What do you reckon? Personally, I’m rethinking the dark navy, maybe going to go for a lighter grey.. 

Nevertheless, I’m loving my nails and this asymmetrical skirt! Being short, it’s hard to pull off a long skirt, which is why I can never wear maxis but this doesn’t look too bad. It actually makes me look taller.. or is it just me?

I spent all day watching new episodes of Gossip Girl and Vampire Diaries resulting me with a desk full of things to do and nothing getting done. I think there should be a degree in Bachelor of Procrastination.

Urban Dictionary reckons ‘Fruity’ refers to something which is cheerfully and perkily saccharine, (What the heck is ‘saccharine’, never mind I just googled, it means excessively sweet or sentimental) naive, generic, corny, banal, innocuous or just plain dumb - and is amusing because of it. I’m more surprised how they got away with putting all those contradicting words in one sentence. It can also mean dorkiness which doesn’t even know that it’s dorky, but celebrates it’s own dorkiness anyway: that which is flamboyantly and happily retarded. It’s closely synonymous with gay, in the not-necessarily-homosexual sense. Zz, and here I am, thinking I’m all smart thinking ‘Fruity’ just simply means the reminiscent of fruit.

But hey, this post will be extremely fruity (you can pick the meaning you want). I did my first attempt of Kiwi Fruity nails and I wish my asian family let me be -insert whatever the word is for being both right handed and left handed-. Growing up in an Asian family requires me to be right handed so when I was using my left hand to do everything, I got forced to use my right hand. Sigh, and now the whole world is filled with left-handed geniuses. I’m so dumb. But where was I? Ah yes, as evident, my left hand looks so much better than my right. Now that I look at my right, it’s quite horrible really. 

Today I took my first MRI scan and it wasn’t pleasant. Spare you the details, I was quite shaken after it but lucky me, my beloved beautiful boyfriend took a day off work to come with me. He wore our couple tee, which meant I had to as well to make him feel extra loved. Little did I know, having red hair and wearing a red/maroon shirt really isn’t the best way to go.. 

Oh what? You want photos? Lucky you, we took some. I know a few of you are dreading to see more photos of Benjamin and I (if you’re not, too bad) and it’s really hilarious because Benjamin’s not photogenic at all because he’s a shy sh- but hehe.

My deary me, and he says his eyes are bigger than mine.. But yeah, I know what you’re thinking. I think we’re pretty attractive/cute too. Time to be fruity. 

I’m so glad I have you Benjamin. You make me forget about all the bad things in my life, and I’m so happy that you’re here to support me. We can get on each others’ nerves (a lot of the time) but we both love to eat so much, so I think we’re pretty much made for each other, yaknow? I love you so so very much, and miss you when you’re not here.

I was watching a vlog the other day on a girls’ thought on love. She said she doesn’t like the people who say ‘I love you’ to each other after going out for like days. She says she only will ever say it when she really means it, and when she understands it because she doesn’t think she understands it yet because she’s too young. 

All of us are like that though, every time I say it, I mean it, and I know you do too. She says she’s too young to know what love is, but I guess she hasn’t been looking hard enough because love is really all around us. When people think I don’t know what love is, they don’t because they can’t even feel it, or see it. Love can be on all types of levels, and just because we’re not family, or we haven’t know each other for all our lives, I can be a hundred percent sure we’ve experienced ‘love’. I think we’re pretty lucky hey? 

So listen to me clearly when I say ‘I love you’, and really believe it when I say ‘I miss you’. Feel it when I say ‘I need you’ because Benjamin, I love you so bloody much. Screw the people who think I’m being naive. Screw you if you think I’m being silly. You’ve got nothing on us, and it doesn’t matter if Benjamin and I last forever or not, right at this moment, we love each other. Yeah, ‘love’. Just because you don’t feel it, doesn’t mean other people can’t. 

BAZZINGA.

This is my first ever attempt at acid wash/tie dye nails, and I apologise for the unprofessionalism in them- I took them immediately after I finished them without cleaning the area first, ha.

In the meantime, it’s been a wishy-washy day for me. Woke up to a parcel to my door from ASOS which I demolished the parcel while these babies find their place in their new home.

I got these amazing/cutest shoes from River Island and they make me look like a sailor. I was so scared they’d be too big, but it’s just about right so expect a new outfit post sometime soon with these cuties. I finally invested in a new wallet to keep me from misery with the stains on my Mimco purse, and I actually got a nice floral mesh-slip-nightie but I’m afraid my boyfriends gotta be the first to see that before I show you, ha.

Feels good to be organised with my money, without having to frantically look for my train ticket stuck in the stack of cards I have and having money laid out straight. One con though, I thought it would be less tight, but the material is actually quite fitting so I can’t fit my usual lipstick and lipbalm, and putting my phone in there probably stretches it out of it’s comfort zone. Boo, but I hope I come to enjoy a more organised wallet.

I’m going to help a family relative move house tomorrow at Breakfast Point so expect some shots of me pretending to be rich looking out onto a bay from my (so not mine) balcony. Too bad the weather says it’s going to be raining tomorrow. Nevertheless, hope you guys are having a good one. Till then, xx. 

Sorry for the lack of posting lately, much to tell you! (not really). Celebrated my mother’s birthday a few days back leading to an uneventful meeting with a family member who was sick, causing my mother to get sick, and then me. So, I’ve been snuggled up at home- specifically my bed, and putting Vaseline on my nose every so often. Much better now, thanks for the concern, and so here’s another nail post (plus many more) for you. 

Now, onto my week, mom, Benjamin and I went to a Japanese restaurant at The Rocks to celebrate her birthday (yaaaay photos!)

We had their signature Snow Crab hot pot which was delish, and Benjamin ordered extra Wagyu steak. Everything was so good. Now now, I know you’re all dying over the photo of me and my mother, and I realised I’ve never really posted a photo of her. She’s adorable, like my sister really, everyone thinks we’re sisters. Yeah? Pwns that photo of Benjamin and I. Our eyes are so tiny, no wonder we’re soul mates. 

Finally, for once I can show you that my nail-painting skills aren’t THAT bad after all. Good quality photo really enhances my lack of skills. Like this look? Get it HERE at Fleur De Force. She does amazing cosmetic reviews and nail tutorials that are so simple to follow. I did mine a little different to hers but all in all, a nice summery look. Be sure to check out Fleur’s blog though, it’s rated number 16 in top 100 beauty blogs!

In the meantime, this ombre nail look is so reflective of my mood lately. I’m in such drama-queen tantrums that it’s starting to annoy me. Life isn’t great great, but I shouldn’t complain right? I guess I’m in just one of those moods where everything sucks and you just want to cry. Crying sucks though. I mean, as much as it relieves temporary pain and frustration, the feeling after- the whole groggy feeling with your nose blocked and eyes drooping, it’s horrible. Crying before you sleep is worse because you’ll know you’ll wake up in a bad mood and your eyes all dry and itchy. Blabby Vivian, blah blah blah. 

I’m a bit zz towards everything right now. Sometimes I don’t even feel like talking to anyone. I’ve been wanting some productive-quality me time, but it seems like indulging in dramas and nail painting isn’t working quite well. I’ve been wanting to read a new good book, any suggestions anyone? Right now I’m reading No One Belongs Here More Than You by Miranda July but because they’re all short stories, it’s hard for me to really indulge in it, you know? Tell me if you know any good books for a depressed me?

On a happier note, I’ve been using my new tripod well and it’s showing me how much I’ve missed out. My DSLR’s charger is finally back to me and so a fully charged DSLR + tripod makes it okay for me to turn my room into a semi-permanent-photo-shoot-studio. Day and night I have my tripod with my camera attached in the corner of my room making me feel like one badass. I’m only dreaming though, barely anyone hypes me on Lookbook, so I’m sorry you guys have been seeing my horrible facial expressions on trying to look model-like with my daggy clothes. 

To finish, I’ve been obsessed with this song and it’s something that’s been convincing me that my life is somewhat perfect in someone elses’ eyes. You can’t go wrong with anything related to France. Enjoy.

This is written a day late, but that’s because I was asleep in my warm and comfortable bed because I’m finally on holidays! 

Today has been all about out with the old and in with the new, I repainted my nails, and I’m not sure if you can see it clearly with this…

It’s meant to replica a Japanese Kimono. In the meantime, I tried to dip-dye my hair but either my hair is now immune to any dye, or maybe this Japanese brand isn’t what it seems. I tried the Palty Raspberry Macaron and it turned out brown, light brown if you want me to be really nice. But oi, my hair was originally brown…. great difference there. (well technically in that photo you can see the brown, and the lighter brown) Anyways, not to worry, I’m buying pure legit red dye tomorrow and hopefully that turns out much better. 

In the meantime, for the past 2 nights 3 days, Benjamin have accompanied me at mine, being seriously the best boyfriend/husband ever (:

He cooked for me, cleaned for me, washed up for me.. oh dear. People may say he’s whipped, but I prefer to just say he loves me. He knows how much I’ve been working these past weeks and how exhausted I’ve been so he said he’ll do nearly-everything for me. By nearly, he wouldn’t give in to cleaning Oscar’s number twos. For those wonderers, Oscar’s my dog. He’s cute, and he’s sleeping on my stomach at the moment.

Besides doing the only job of cleaning poop and bathroom cleaning, waking up to this guy is one of the most amazing things ever. My boyfriend sleeps like a baby but rarely forgets about me. If I wake up and he’s not holding me, I’d just move around and he’ll somehow realise and hold me again. He keeps me warm, constantly holding me, and kisses me every now and then. We would be so snuggled and warm in bed and when I wanted a drink, he just got up and got it. He’d ask me what I want to eat and cook it, make the bed when I wanted, and just everything good in one. We fought (quite literally, like a whole karate match on my carpet) and watched movies all night, eating junk food, demolishing all drinkable liquids at my house and danced like a bunch of idiots. 

Everything was perfect, and the only thing that sucked was the night after knowing you have to sleep alone after spending two great nights with the one you love.

Out of all the things I could’ve done today, such as do some work, or more work, or more work, I decided to procrastinate. I procrastin-ate (ha, see what I did there?), I procrastifacebooked, I procrastinatumblrd, I procrastishowered and even procrastinailpainting. Although unclear, this is my first attempt at flowers on my nails and so sorry for the horrible skin that I have- I work too much. 

I wish I did my assessments with the same attitude as when I do my nails..