Saturday, March 26
TODAY. was FANTASTIC :)

after a really long time, guiltlessly woke up at about 11am. and the thing i was pissed off about got settled because i found alternative company which was good!

and then the fashion shows. viv came back to my place and we got ready and primped and i wore my orange halter which i've never found an opportunity to wear yet and it looked niceee (excuse me for saying so myself.) and viv looked hot too in a really pretty pink cami with a butterfly on the front.

and then the parentals dropped us off for the versus/fcuk show. unfortunately lousy seats because we arrived late as usual. didn't have yesterday's good luck because the show actually started sort of on time. clothes were pretty good though, but it seems like the stuff on the runway is never in the stores because i was in fcuk yesterday and only 30% of the stuff was there. and it's not like the new york runway or something where it's the stuff that hasn't even hit stores yet. some of the stuff is in stores. hmph.

oh but it was cute - the fcuk half of the show began with a guy and girl walking out together, and the guy was holding a little baby! adorable. and a lot of them walked out in pairs, and there was a bit where a guy and girl walked down, then another girl walked down adn the guy left the first girl and walked the rest of the way with the second girl. and they did it again, except taht the second person was a guy whom the guy left the girl for. it was quite funny, but excessive when they did it again and ended up with a menage-a-trois situation: typical groupie thing, the guy goes down the catwalk with two girls flanking him and his arms around their shoulders, sugar-daddy style.

i need a spree.

so then we had an hour before the paul&joe store, so we decided to go walk around paragon. BUT at that moment began my Shoe Saga part2. my stupid right shoe strap broke. these were not the pink flats i was wearing yesterday. these were my brown heels, the notparticularlylovely ones, but i was wearing jeans anyway and there wasn't a need for nice heels because my jeans are long and cover any heels that are worn anyway. but anyway, the back half of the sole came off! so then vivien and i sat down on the bench and moped. until i spotted a rubberband on the floor and won the best prize for innovation - i tied the sole back down. then we were happy and went walking around paragon trying on stuff at a|x and bcbg, and i had a chocolate cake (the second of the day, hello zits!) at some place called baking inn or something - it looked like it had nice pasta, must try it sometime.

then, walking back in a hurry to the tent, and my OTHER sole came off! it's like some sick conspiracy. so we forlornly searched the floor for rubberbands, didn't find any, but the roadside uncle-selling-something had a bunch thank god. so i tied my other strap down, and we got to the tent.

waited in line for ages to get in, but when we did get in, snuck into the vip section :) in fact, the vvip section right in front of the press. so we had a fantastic view of the show, and paul&joe has really nice clothes! and andrea de cruz and pierre png turned up halfway and some other people were chased out of the front row to make space for them, and we were two feet away! and keagan (keegan?) kang was there too - in-person sighting number 4, maybe that's why he smiled at me thinking he must know me or sth? the smile was NICE :):):) - and beatrice chia with emma yong, who was wearing the same green halter and jeans she wore to dfest btw, and some other person we couldn't recognise, who was being photographed fervently. koh cheng mun was somewhere too. lots of people. oh and since we were in the vip area we stole the complimentary gerberas and bazaar mag off a couple of the empty seats.

all in all, very good stuff. even my right sole coming off completely was quite endorphin-inducing because it was so hilarious and i just decided fuck-all and i kicked off my heels and left them next to a seat. they were hopelessly dead by then anyway. i wonder who'll pick it up later on and think WTF. i need to go shoe-shopping, desperately. i'm breaking a pair a day! it is most definitely a sign.

so then i was barefoot, and the show ended and we hung around in the midst of the hobnobbing celebs and spotted a couple of j3s who had legit second-row seats i think, and they knew keegan kang and all. hm. that was when he smiled at me, after i said hi to the j3s and they said hi to him and he was standing right next to me when i looked at him. happinessss.

and then i barefootedly walked to the cabstand with vivien, all the way laughing at the ridiculousness of it all, and got a cab and went home. my feet hurt quite a bit, i wonder why. but thank god i didn't decide to go home when my right sole first came off at 645 - i could've just called my parents and gone home cos they were still in orchard then, but staying for the paul&joe show was totally worth it. yayyyyy today was a Good Day.

and then this conversation just now, amused me some more -

claud:
hi.
reassure me of my existence.
Diva:
you exist.
claud:
i need to feel a little less emotional and more real.
Diva:
you are talking to me, therefore you exist.
claud:
oh, ok, that makes irrefutable sense.
thanks.

i am feeling fulfilled! beach thingy won't be happening tomorrow i think, but after all the heavy-duty going out i think it will be rather nice to stay at home and do some heavy-duty lazing. maybe convince mother dearest that it's time to buy not bags or watches but Shoes.