Scotland

My ex-boyfriend always takes me to new places for my birthday ever since we started going out and every year we take turns picking a different place or country to go to. This year it was his turn and I am tickled pink he chose Scotland to rock my birthday! Two words to describe the entire journey: aaaama ziiiing! It was by far the longest road trip and very laidback holiday we ever had filled with stunning sceneries, spectacular rainbows, quality times, lazy afternoon walks, cosy fireplace, lovely sunrises & sunsets, idyllic beaches & lochs, majestic waterfalls and many cute fat ass sheep! I am totally in love!

A very foggy morning and Willow's nose prints on the car window. lol

Project Hope Avenue

Four years ago when I started my first job in UK, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Somehow, I chanced upon someone who with her good and kind heart showed me the ropes. She was a Zimbabwean. And one of the most interesting people I know and forever grateful to. I want to help in return by supporting another great Zimbabwean friend on her cause for all Zimbabwean refugees in UK. And YOU can too just by visiting her website and liking the fanpage. Please do it for your Zimbabwean friends or simply because you care and want to give them a chance. Christmas is coming, guys. Let's share the love. Would really mean the world to them. Buncha thanks! xo

A Beautiful Struggle

Photo by Charisse Joy Photography

A Self-Portrait

Photo by Charisse Joy Photography

Simply Believe

Photo by Charisse Joy Photography

Shabby Heirloom Bouquet and Boutonniere

Traditionally, the bride's bouquet is either thrown and caught by an eager lady hoping to be the next to wed, or it is dedicated to a loved-one who has passed. 

Uhm...

I shall be doing neither!

My Love for Books

My Mom taught me to love books and as a child, I was spoiled with books, books and more books (I have childhood photos to prove! lol).. Mom and I frequent bookstores for a good browse. She'll say to me "Go, pick three books and I'll buy them for you." Ah, sweet music to my ears! I'll then hop along happy as a big sunflower!

My Dad encouraged it as well. Before he leaves for a business trip he'll ask me what I want when he gets back, I always said "books" and he always came home with so many of them and some American comics too (remember Archie's and Richie Rich? I was a huge fan!). Sometimes I gave him a list of what books to get, sometimes he won't ask at all. Going to bookstores to buy me books is not something my Dad would do now, but when I think back to those days when he actually DID, it brings me such joy. 

Oh how I miss those days, the childish curiousities and the thrill when receiving a new book... 

Now 32, I still intensely love books, the old-fashioned paper books and enjoy smelling and flipping through the pages one at a time. More often than not, I lurk a lot in charity shops and carboots, searching out the most interesting looking book even though I don't read them (still finding time to). It brings me happiness to just collect them and put them up on the shelves, and during random moments I'll take them down one by one and look at them.

One of my favourite childhood books that Mom gave me is "Happy Little Family" by Rebecca Caudill, first published in 1947. (I still have it at home.) 

Rolled Felt Flowers

I simply adore these sweet little felt rosettes I especially made for the principal sponsors in my shabby chic vintage wedding! Wedgewood colour for the ninongs and vintage rose for the ninangs, they wore these as boutonnieres. They are individually cut, hand rolled, heat sealed (God knows how many times I burned my fingers with the hot glue gun! lol Blaming the clumsy me!) and assembled by hand, then prettily adorned with pearls and spring green leaves.