Monday, March 31, 2008
My aunt passed away on Friday. She’s my Mom’s eldest sister. She had been fighting many different kinds of illness for so long. So finally her body surrendered after only a few hours in the hospital.
I remembered once she asked me why I haven’t visited her for so long. I actually had been busy getting my life together throughout 2007. I did attend her youngest son’s wedding in December. I don’t know if this is true, but my Mom said she saw her cry when when I shook her hands. That kinda surprised me. But I have no idea that that was actually the last time that I saw her.
We were not that close but she’s my aunt and I do have a special place at the corner of my heart for her. I’m sad but not the same sadness that I experienced upon the loss of my grandparents in the 90’s. It is always heartbreaking to lose someone that has been around throughout your life and to lose someone who actually has blood connection with you. I feel kinda low. Death in the family is never easy. Read more!
Friday, March 28, 2008
I am literally writing this with an episode of Sex and The City playing at the top of my Microsoft Word window. Its 3.30am and I am a little bit tired from catching up on stuff that I missed throughout the week. Simple, daily stuff like watching my favorite TV programs (FYI, I watched the repeat of E-news at least two times), reading all those glossy fashion magazines (still on March Details, Men’s Folio and Flaunt), driving lessons, catching up on sleep, listening to my new musical discovery; Yael Naim and other stuff like chatting away on the phone with Sharina and pick clothes off my bedroom floor into the washing machine. I know it sounded soo-fucking tedious but it matters to me. It keeps me sane and keeps my mind off other unnecessary things that clogged up brain throughout the week. It was such a release to be able to just sit in my bedroom with Goldfrapp and Roisin Murphy blaring from tiny speakers.
I fell asleep on the couch until 5am last night and this is the second time it happened this month. I never before fell asleep in other places other than my own bed. This is kinda scary. Am I getting old or what?
I have a friend telling me last week that I don’t have enough fashion on my blog. Well, I do love fashion. That’s why I’m naming this blog fash-un-able in the first place. But my life is not only about fashion and clothes and Gucci. I also feel the need to share my crappy life stories with others. Just so that people know that I have crappier life than theirs. I hope that I can make them feel better.
I was with my sista-frenz a couple of days ago in Shah Alam. We met up straight after work and were all still in our office attire. What a rare sight! It's not everyday that you can see a group of best-friends in serious-looking color coordinated outfit! We had our usual Sex and the City-style dinner with all the gossip, bitchin and the whole deal! It was nice to be able to get together and catch up. We have a lot going on since the last time we met in OU a couple of months back. Sharina is evidently fully-charged after her tonsil removal operation last month. She just couldn’t stop singing man! Shikin was sooo-damn proud about her recent discovery of one of her friend’s sexuality. I couldn’t help but share her excitement. Bayne is nursing her broken heart and she seems to be doing okay. Even if she’s not okay, I know she will come out of this whole thing as a better person. Come on Bayne! You’re so much better than what you think you are! Go on girl=)
Weekend is here once again! I always get excited on weekends. In a good way that is=) Read more!
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I’m not going anywhere this weekend. I just wanted to be at home and do all the homely stuff. But definitely not cooking! Haha=) I watched a movie on TV just now. It’s kinda old. A 2001 movie titled “Tortilla Soup”. I loved it. It was such a beautiful story about family, good food, relationship and all things that come in between. I also watched another 2001 movie, “Life Without Dick” on DVD. I guess everybody can tell from the title, it was a BAAAAAAAAAAAD movie! I pick up the DVD from the discount bin and paid four bucks for it. I bought it just because the lovely Sarah Jessica Parker is one of the co-stars. I believe she filmed the movie on Sex and The City hiatus. I still can’t get over the fact that it was really her in the movie because it was just awful. Feels like Gigli all over again!
And I am listening to this new girl, Yael Naim. She’s like Corrine Bailey Rae minus the ridiculous hair(shame about her husband tho..)I love the album. It’s calming and breezy. It makes me feel like I’m running free in the wild with the wind touching my face. But I’m not too keen on her remake of Britney Spears’ Toxic, the only letdown of her debut album.
It’s 4.30am. Kinda sleepy.. Maybe I’ll have another round of coffee and cigarette before calling it the “night”.
Or should I just turn off the light and hit the sack??
Before that.. I have one more question. Should I wear my vest to work on Monday? Haha=)
P.s: I can’t believe I misspelled Etro.. Read more!
Monday, March 24, 2008
I was in Genting a couple of weeks ago with people from my office..
It was aite..
Tried the Solero Shot and it felt as if I was free-falling from 100-storey building. Scary stuff. I sworn-off Solero Shot for like forever.
Check out the pictures!
I know it's kinda late but I was just too busy to edit the photos.
Bye bitches! ( Sounds familiar?) Read more!
Posted by Hannef Esquander at 4:43 PM
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
I have this little presentation on Friday. I was pretty much stuck with no topic at hand and I seriously don't see the purpose of having this presentation in the first place. I’m a lecturer and for the past 8 months or so I have been teaching and sharing my knowledge with my students. It took me by surprise that it was only last week that they decided to “check” on my presentation skills and my knack for public speaking. I can't say NO and come to think about it, this seems like my chance to show my ability and skills that I gained throughout 5 years of uni. Man! 5 years of presentations and mock-teaching. NOW they want to test me?!
Well, it was really upsetting that Paris J’taime didn’t happened last week. It was not my fault nor was it Shikin's. She had to work late and we booked the 12 pm ticket. There was nothing that we could do about it. So we went shopping instead. I scored two neon-colored J. Crew tees for twenty bucks, a white skinny jeans for 69 bucks, Gap striped tee and Banana republic crew-neck for RM 9.90 each. I have to say that I am just sooo damn proud of myself!
That was me at Starbucks Mid-Valley rummaging through my bags for ciggies. I waited for like three hours for Shikin before she finally arrived. We only had enough time for lunch at Manhattan Fish Market and our favorite Caramel Macchiato at Starfucks. Check out those white cropped pants. Should have worn it with my cardigan and oxford. But I’m just sick of it. When I was in Genting Highland last couple of weeks, there were literally an army of Chinese school boys in cardigan marching their ways across the theme park. I would love to say that I am over this whole cardigan craze and would seriously like to move on. But my recent trip to men.style.com revealed that cardigans are still all over the runways. From Gucci to Ethro. I guess I’m fucked..
P/s: Sandals with skinny jeans is tha shit for this season. I just got mine yesterday. Read more!
Posted by Hannef Esquander at 10:24 AM
Thursday, March 13, 2008
I seriously can't wait for the weekend to start. There's a talk about going out for a movie. Wanna catch Paris J'taime so bad... I've been waiting for it to arrive in Malaysian cinemas since December. I just hope that Shikin won't cancel on me this time around.
I still can't get over the fact that I am working 9 to 5 now. It's just unbelievable. Sometimes when I try too hard to deny the fact that I am now a full grown man with my own responsibilities, I ended up sleeping on the couch at 1 am with the TV on. I just want to stay up late, watch MTV, play computer games, finish all my magazines in one sitting, smoke outside the house at 2 am…Man! I just want to be a kid!
Well, my reflection in the mirror is telling me the opposite. Are those wrinkles on my forehead? And check out these tired eyes, the result of years and years of sleep deprivation. And don’t get me started on this skin texture!
Part of me are still yearning to act like a kid and do all those crazy stuff and make mistakes just to learn from it afterwards. But surprisingly, part of me are enjoying these (kinda) steady flow of cash, the neat looking ties and shoes that I wear to office everyday and not to mention my ability to hit the clubs (uhuh!) and city malls whenever I fell like. I guess it is safe to say that at this current stage, everything revolves around M.O.N.E.Y. At least, I know in my life it is..
My job doesn’t really offer the hefty 5K paycheck every single month. But it does provide me with a little luxury whenever my life demands for it. So, I guess I’m on the right track here. I realize the fact that it will all change right after I purchase my first car. It’s in the pipeline. I’m waiting for my driver’s license godammit! Wish I can speed up all the procedure and process!
As my first attempt to ‘grow up’ I stopped buying Teen Vogue. You can make fun of me and laugh all you want. But..yeah! I used to be an avid reader of Teen Vogue. I know it’s a female fashion magazine yada..yada..yada. But that is not the reason why I stopped buying it. I just feel that the word TEEN on the cover of the magazine is no longer relevant with my fully grown (and fabulous) self. Haha!
Right now I’m all about Details. (I’m referring to the magazine you silly!) I guess there’s nothing wrong with odd issues of Vogue every now and then.. French Vogue that is. What? It’s not like I’m going to rush out and buy all the couture dresses. I love fashion. It’s in my blood. It’s part of me.
Anyway, can someone please tell me if there’s really any dissimilarity between male and female fashion magazines?
It all started to look the same to me.. Read more!
Posted by Hannef Esquander at 3:02 PM
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Election is over. O.V.E.R! I wanted to write about it so bad. But I just didn't want to risk sounding too dumb and shallow. I’m the kind of person who blogs about Burberry bags, Kanye West’s new album and strongly believe in my own ability to make good judgment on my own terms. Gawd! I’m not even sure what does that supposed to mean!
My point is, I might not have the level of intelligence to write about politics or anything close to that. But I can say that judging from the election and the way Malaysian voted, things are not looking good for us. If it continue on like this, let just say that our beloved country is in for a drastic change. I doubt it that it will be a good one because I believe that we’re doing just fine at the current state that we were right before the election. I am all Government (just in case you failed to read between the lines). Ask me why and my answer will be exactly the same like the one that was given to me by this really old man that I met at the bus-stop on the election day- Why do you have to fix something that is not broken?
Well I ended up giving the old man one ringgit for his bus fare. I liked him and I rarely speak to random old man on the street. But his point of view really intrigued me. For someone who has experienced Japanese and British occupation, I just couldn’t argue more.
We're not broken..
We don’t need any fixing.. Read more!
Posted by Hannef Esquander at 4:30 PM
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
OK listen up y'all! H&F had just bought his first book in 10 years!
I was just wandering around town after work. Instead of getting one of those overpriced fashion mag (yet again!), I decided to go to the Popular Bookstore and think of the possibility of treating myself for a RM30++ book. Yeah book! Remember book? That bulky stuff that we used to carry to school everyday? In fact, books used to be my only escape from my so-called REAL world. That was way back then, when there were still only three options for terrestrial TV channel and buying fashion magazine was totally out of the question. So, I resort to buying book. Loads and loads of books..and it totally feels like ages ago! The 90s when Boy London was considered the height of fashion and I pronounced Versace as "Ver-sais".Haha!
So I bought this Sunday Times Bestseller by Imogen Edwards Jones. It's "Fashion Babylon". Haven't heard of the writer nor the books ever! But I gave it a go after reading the short, little review at the back of the book sleeve. The initial plan was to buy one of those Jodi Picoult books just for the fact that she always in the Bestseller List. I just couldnt't help myself when I saw the word "FASHION" on the book cover. Its like buying fashion magazine but in the form of well...a book! Ahah!!
I'm on chapter 4 of the book. So far, I totally love it. The main characters are just fiction, but man I tell ya! The events are soooo- damn real. I didn't know Kate Moss had a bushy-pussy long before she discovers Brazilian wax.Hahah!The designers are real too-Oscar Paymy Renta, Gucci, Luella, Sophia Kokosalaki,McQ, Michael Kors, Tuleh, Hussein Chalayan and the list goes on.. This is like the sneak peak into fashion world. I love this!
Here are some words from the back sleeve:
"Whether you just like a bit of shopping or you're a hardcore fashionista, Fashion Babylon will change the way you sashay into Topshop, flick through the pages of Vogue and worship at the temple of Harvey Nichols for ever!"
Now go and drag your giant asses to the bookstore and get this book! NOW! Scoot! Read more!
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
When I first started this blog, my greatest fear was whether people will really care to go to my little website to read about little life occurrences. Yawn.. I found out later that anything goes in the world of blogging. It’s all about you. Not YOU you! I was referring to the owner of the blog. I don’t want to use the word ‘writer’ here because some blogger put up more photos than actually typing words on their blogs. Like this certain Adam-guy. Maybe a picture worth a thousand words. But here at fash-un-able, pictures or photos is just the icing on the top of my humble cake. Or should I say humble-pie?
But my point is, you can start a blog and put up a picture of a crumpled piece of paper in a trash-can and call it your point of view. Or you can simply have a series of photos of you and your friends with beers in hands dancing the night away in Palette Palette with the caption “Fabulous”. I did that once if I’m not mistaken. Hahah.. What the hell! Anything goes remember?!
So I have this funny little idea of sharing the inside-look of my bedroom with other people. I am not really a good house guest. So far, I have only two real close friends who had been inside my house and of course my bedroom. It is not my nature to invite people to my house. I prefer to go out and have fun with my friends instead of staying in enjoying home-cooked meals. I have a room in Nilai where I work (not going to talk about THAT room) but I spend most of my week at my parents’. Yeah! I still live with my parents. Let it go!
My bedroom to me is a sacred place. Kinda.. It is the place where all the magic happen. I used to spend all day inside my bedroom listening to I-tunes, reading my fashion magazines, napping, watching DVDs..Basically doing everything that a person can possibly do without having to step a foot outside of the house. I was enjoying it for many, many months before I finally start working in August last year. Now that I am working, I hardly have enough time to really spend my time in this bedroom. Let alone cleaning it! I have a full season of Ugly Betty and Desperate Housewives on my PC that I just couldn’t find the time to watch.. How sad is that?
My bedroom is actually a conversion of a dining room. I guess that pretty much explain the white sink that can be seen clearly in the picture. It’s kinda small. So don’t expect to see any Carrie Bradshaw walk-in closet inside my room. I like the fact that it’s a little aged and the peeled off white wall give it this certain character. It looked as if it was built a century ago, when the reality is there was something wrong with the roofing earlier on when we first moved in. The rainwater ruined the paint. I try to inject my personality into the room deco (well, if you can really call it that). I want it to represent my eclecticism, like my fashion and music choice. From the New-Age graphic hoodie to proper grey cardigan and from Bright Eyes to Sugababes. Get what I mean?
I have a black candle stick with a tiny Marc Jacobs card slipped in between the iron rods. There’s a mood board on the empty wall right beside my pink bed. It holds everything including a purple Christmas tree ornament, pressed flowers from my Dad’s garden, a crown, my graduation photo, Zouk and Gucci posters and a Planet Hollywood postcard. My pet Siamese fighting-fish, Jake is on the second tier of the book shelf. He has blue scales and in desperate need for a female counterpart because he's a horny little son of a bitch. Haha! I still have all my cassettes collection from before mp3-player era. I still try to listen to my favorites like Kate Bush’s The Whole Story, George Michael’s Faith and Lisa Loeb’s Tails. Mp3 really kills the cassettes and it’s about time before people will finally stopped buying CDs. I am recently into bags. Men’s bag, the kinds that pop around the runways of each designer’s fashion shows. Really, really love it! I try to buy at least one new bag every month. But I don’t really spend fortunes on it. Hahah! It’s not Gucci or Dior Homme definitely. I’m too cheap for that. So, my growing collections of bags can be seen around in my room as well. It just a matter of time before I’m running out of space for it (walk-in closet hint hint!)And then there are my magazines. I have GQ, Men’s Folio, W, Esquire, In Style even Teen Vogue! I care about the environment.. A LOT! I recycle and save energy but, I just can bring myself to recycle my fashion magazines. I don’t want throw them out either=( I just can’t do it!
I guess that is pretty much enough details about my bedroom. Now, if you may excuse me, I have to go and light a candle. I hope that can mask the smell of cigarettes from last night. Yeah, I am still living with my parents and they have no idea that I smoke either..
P/S: You can laugh now. Read more!
Posted by Hannef Esquander at 3:14 PM