mirror, mirror

            "Guys, look at this! Look at my reflection! I'm tall!!!!!"
     "Wow, you look slim!"

     "You mean I don't look like that in real life?"

     "Er...Sorry, no."

We watched Iron Man 2 with friends last weekend and squeezed in a bit of shoe shopping while at it. Not for us, but for our guy friend. Gosh, men's shoes are massive! I could easily fit both my feet in a size 10.

We got a little obsessed with this huge mirror in Traffic. It was magical! I've never looked taller. Or slimmer, I was told. Pfft 

I forgot what Ysa was wearing but I know that's a topshop bag. I'm wearing a very old --yet super comfy I'll never retire it!-- pair of jeans,  a not-quite-as-old-but-old-nonetheless lace top, random black tank, leopard print purse from Greenhills and Nine West shoes. I know. When I go through the photos I, too,  always wish I'd put in a bit more effort in dressing up. Le sigh. Maybe next time.

How's my hair though? I've found a solution for bad hair days: run a dollop of glue (I used Elmer's Glue!) through your tresses and viola, glossy, well-defined waves! It was an accident of course. I'd never purposely put GLUE(!!!) in my hair and I'll never do it again. I thought it a hair product, a really foul-smelling one.