The best form of self-gratification...

...is shopping.

Especially after you have worked your ass off for two straight weeks, with stress and anxiety pulsating through your every vein, and you felt like you have been through hundreds of hardships.

My favourite therapy is retail therapy. :)


Some camwhore pictures of me, at Chadstone, doing my favourite activity in the world (shopping, stupid, not taking photos).
Kinda shy, quite a lot of people called me the 'ultimate camwhore', what with the pictures on my previous post... *eeek*
Even Jing, the photoslut of the family, told me, 'Respect!' o_O
But gee, whatever. Whatever that rocks my boat. ;)



At a gorgeous fitting room in Bardot.

I love beautifully decorated changing rooms!
It makes trying on clothes so enjoyable. :)
Changing in and out clothes with used tissue and chewed gum is not fun.
One of my favourite fitting rooms is the one in Bardot on Chapel Street-- the room has an antique white mantelpiece/closet with tiny ornate brass frames, and chandelier lamps on it! GORGEOUS!
But nicely-furbished fitting rooms also make you feel like spending more lah. ;)




Amidst calling Jac, 'cause I was the only one still left in the changing room.
Trying on 12 pieces of clothing is no easy feat k!




Patterned tights/stockings!!!
I felt like a carbaret dancer teehee.
When Jing found out my outfit for the day, she went 'Cheh, you very braveee!' :D




My dreams are illuminated.
And I will shine.




Say "PUCKER" for the camera!




Reflecting on reflections.


Ok lah, enough shameless pictures of me for the day! :P


We are under a curse.
Everytime after we shop, we MUST go have chocolates. o_O
This time, it was Koko Black, Max Brenner's nemesis!
(Which I don't really like, 'cause they are Max Brenner's archenemy and all, and they don't have yummy belgian waffles, so go die la you sucker).


But Koko Black was such an emotional, nolstagic moment wtf.


It was where I first met Jaclyn! :)
The first time I met Jac was during a pre-planned shopping trip in Chadstone, and dear, I remember Koko Black was where we sat down to re-energise!
I still remember you ordered that funky chilli chocolate. ;)



Memoriessss waaa waaa waaa.


Back then, I thought you were just some random Melbournised chick who is a passerby in my life in which I most likely would never see again.
Now, you are one of my closest friends. :)




Faster wear your new high waisted skirt, it's an order! :P




It's the angle: my face is MUCH bigger than hers.




And lookie, we had two clans for the day!
BLACK hoochiemamas here. Racist jokes are welcomed.




And the BLUE team!




My iced chocolate.
Which is about the rare one or two items that I like in Koko Black.

And when Smalls, saw me snapping shots of my drink-- she was like "Why don't you just take the picture you took the last time?"
I get hurt wan k. :(
I like taking pictures of my food, it's an obsession. :P



Happy family!
Jac feeding me her affogato, which is hot chocolate poured into a scoop of vanilla ice cream. Yum.




Paris Hilton ski bunny wannabe.



And we did all this in one shop:


Help Smalls decide whether she should get this!



Teeny weeny toddler Havainna's slippers.
Which only my fingers could fit. -_-




She has to bend so much to be of same height as me!!!!!
*ego bruised*




Relay kissing: She gives me a kiss...



Relay kiss (continued): ... I give her a kiss! :P




Bars and poles, we like.
Kinky, we are.



Smalls was so mortified that we embarrassed ourselves so blatantly, that she bought said high waisted skirt (refer to top), in case the shop threatens with the tapes from the surveillance camera! ;)


That was just what I needed after working so hard: shopping, sinful foods, bimbo talk and unabashed camwhoring.
Which was basically what I would be doing this whole week.
OLE! :)



BLUE BLACK!
Hahaha!