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Like a fool for fire I fall, with my pride and all

Like a bomb before explosion; ticking by your call

You’re the wiser one, disguised from greed

And I’m just a child who belongs on her knees









Tim Ho Wan with my toads before FOB! As usual, food spam when I’m with them. This was approximately half of what we ordered. A short while later, the table was so full that there wasn’t enough space to put all our dishes HAHAHA Damn shiok please! Faves are still the egg white spring rolls ^_^ !



Fall Out Boy afterwards!!!! I can now say that I’ve been to all three of their concerts here in Singapore. Totally worth it. The queue to get in was INSANE, and it was held at the shitty Fort Canning park arena with shitty acoustics and shit, but it was worth it just to hear them sing again T_T.

Perspired like MAD! We were jumping around and going abit siao but it was DAMN FUN. Also, can I just point out that the crowd was CRAZY CIVILIZED?! No mosh pit leh! How awesome?!!? Just a shitload of people, all enjoying music together. Sorta like a massive K-box session AHAHAHHAA

Just 2 short pointless videos just so you can hear Patrick sing and see the size of the crowd. We stood further back cause I’m too short to see if we went any nearer T_T.


I’m just so happy right now T_T

P.S – I apologize for the shitty quality of the pics. Based on experience, I knew I’d never be able to sneak my DSLR in so I brought my sister’s Canon Powershot instead! That said, it’s still a pretty good point-and-shoot camera though; super clear!


· Xana Gem Encrusted Necklace


· Wild Ones Geometric Pullover

· Olivia Pleated Shorts in Ebony Black

· Triangle Peterpan Collar Top

· Tribal Printed Dress


· Dia Necklace in Orange

· Bowler Bag in Monochrome


Kinda cranky and kinda pissed off right now at 12.07am. Some people really make me completely speechless with their lack of tact and shame.

PFft okay rant aside, I had a really good weekend. Sales were at a record high at the flea on Saturday, caught The Conjuring after, which quite frankly scared the shit out of me. Seriously. I had to sleep with the freakin’ light on LOLOLOL #fail. Spent Sunday cycling at East Coast, where Daniel had an epic fall which we will remember forever because it was just so amazing. The bike actually ended up on top of him LOL. This is how you know that your friends are indeed your best friends cause’ instead of being concerned, we just stood there and laughed so hard we almost pissed ourselves. After 3 hours of cycling, we ended up at Bedok 85 and just feasted like kings. Oyster Omelets, Hokkien Mee, BBQ Chicken Wings, Ba Chor Mee and porridge to boot! It was truly a food spam. Damn awesome :’) !

It was a good day and it honestly felt like a much-needed holiday; one where I could go a full few hours without thinking about debt, Nakedglory, Freelance and crappy home life. Carefree as fuck lol, hoping to have a another good one soon! We’re possibly going rock-climbing this Sunday; I’m anticipating a massive amount of sore muscles and body aches.

Hmkay if I’m aiming to pack all my parcels by 1 am, then some needed shut eye.

Also .. FALL OUT BOY TOMORROW WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO /DEAD FUCKING EXCITED I CAN’T EVEN !??!?! WOOOOOOOOOO



Saveur
Far East Plaza


Floral Print Skirt

Uber Chio necklace is an upcoming piece :D ! Also, sorry about the no-sneaks thing yesterday. I left my house without my SD card because I iz complete and utter geniuzzzz, so i couldn’t even launch properly zzzz. Just finished editing them, so here they are:

www.Nakedglory.com

Get them at 15% off, sale ends at 8pm tomorrow :D ! Also, these are going up for sale tonight/tomorrow as well !











Stay close :D !


One-off piece that I kept for myself, and F21 Nautical Bangle Set. Super cute, but a pain in the ass to wear ):< ! Hmkay gtg, ttyl!

It’s a little late I know (understatement, of course), but I’m packing for the flea and a shoot tomorrow so I can’t sleep just yet. Recently, this has been weighing heavy on my mind but I’ve been hesitating to blog about this issue as there’ll probably be nasty backlash.

I’m a shoppaholic. Always have and always will be, but I also own a webstore. As such, I’ve been on both sides of the coin and can I just say that FUCKING HELL, people need to be a lot less shitty when it comes to online shopping. I know that it’s a faceless exchange, but seriously what happened to courtesy and manners? And while we’re on that note, what the FUCK happened to common sense? I know that as a shopper, when your parcel goes missing, your very first conclusion is that:

1. FUCKING HELL THIS SELLER IS A SCAMMER.

Followed closely by:

2. FUCKING HELL SINGPOST SUCKS

3. FUCKING HELL THIS SELLER IS A FUCKING SCAMMER!!!!


As a seller, I know the rate of missing parcels is relatively low, but in the past 3 weeks I’ve had 3 go missing. Out of 112 parcels sent, 3 is a small number but WHAT THE FUCK OKAY SINGPOST?! 3 is small number but 3 is also an unacceptable number. Out of these 3 parcels, none have been recovered. I call Singpost to investigate, all they will say is that “Okay we will check it out and get back to you 3 days“.

3 days later, no word from them. Meanwhile, I grow several beards. I call them up again and they just say, “Sorry we can’t find your parcel.“. The fuck am I supposed to do now? How the fuck am I supposed to tell my customer that sorry your parcel has gone missing and Singpost basically sucks ass? It’s the only fucking way I can post. If I were to own an electric donkey and perhaps all the time in the world, I’d hand-deliver the parcels. As it is, I don’t have the time (nor the donkey) and there is no other delivery system in Singapore that isn’t crazy expensive. Singpost is a monopoly. Is there anything else that needs to be said here?

A few people have asked me this on formspring:

“Yoko help! I sent out a parcel and it got lost and now the customer wants to report me. What do I do?”

and I always say, there’s nothing you CAN do. You can report it, but the odds of it coming back to you are like 2%? As a precaution, I ALWAYS video the mailing process. Always. It used to be enough but now EVEN WHEN I SEND CUSTOMERS THE VIDEO SCREENSHOT OF THEIR PARCEL BEING MAILED, they still think I somehow ~scammed~ them. Where is the logic here? I can provide an actual VIDEO of your parcel (with a clear view of their address, mind) being placed INSIDE the PO box + me closing the deposit drawer, which means your parcel has been mailed and is (literally) out of my hands. Even with this video as evidence, they can still somehow conclude that I did not mail out the parcel. I have video evidence and yet, somehow, people can still convince themselves that it was a hologram or something.

How does that not suffice, may I ask? What am I supposed to do now? Should I hold up a newspaper with the date on it like in kidnapping videos to show that the video was presently shot?! Seriously guys, help me out here. Realistically though – should I implement a registered-postage-only rule across the board? How else am I supposed to ensure Singpost doesn’t keep looting my watch parcels?

Someone actually freaking sent me an SMS and said this to me (I fucking shit you not):

“Sorry but I feel really disappointed with your services, its been almost a month and nth happen. Not gonna recommend this blogshop to my friends. Scam people of their money.”

Actual reaction:

Seriously. Offended BEYOND words leh. How can people be so illogical? It’s out of my hands! I can’t do anything?! Most ask for a replacement parcel which isn’t possible. Why should I send another parcel when it’s not my fault that it didn’t get delivered cause Singpost is what it is? How is this fair to any seller?! We try our best to have the parcel sent out in a timely manner. Properly sent too, mind. Anti-ripping poly mailers with sticker stamps and return-address stickers and yet all we get is accusation after accusation.

Urgh sorry for the rant, but this is getting out of hand. Perhaps I really should make registered postage compulsory. But seriously though, where the fuck are my parcels? Is there a postman out there wearing like 30 of my watches or something?! Seriously ):<<<<< !!! Rar okay rant over. If anyone has any feedback/solutions/suggestions, I’d love to hear them. Also, I’m going to be at Scape Bazaar tomorrow, feel free to drop by and check out the new outrageously gorgeous designs. There’s 3 that I really really really love – a set of ombre faces, a super interesting maroon face and a shimmery blue one. See y’all tomorrow! Hmkay ttyl I have to wake up in like 6 hours and I haven’t even finished packing GGBALLS KTHXBAI

I’m sorry I haven’t been blogging, but things are really getting out of hand. How is it possible to feel completely restless yet incredibly tired all at the same time? I feel like I have no fucking anchor anymore.

I just feel so fucking agitated every time I’m home. I use the word ‘home’ loosely here. I have no place to sleep; it’s more like a private library except without any books. It’s just a quiet place where you come to do your own shit then fuck off from when it gets late.

I’m a messy person, I’ll be the first to admit that. But it’s come to the point where it’s so excessively messy that I find myself getting agitated by it and that’s truly saying something.

I willingly gave up my room when my grandma came to stay and have been camping out in my brother’s room since he entered the army. Now that he’s out, we’re basically fighting for space/survival. 40% of my stuff is out here in the fucking LIVING room, 45% is in the room, and the other 15% is basically scattered all over the fucking house. I just feel so pissed off whenever I come home; it’s just .. too fucking messy OAISDAOISJDAOISDJ!?!?!

Do you know what I have to do just to fucking pack my parcels??

1) Compile address on macbook in the living room

2) Print address in the printer that’s in my room

3) Knock for about a thousand years while waiting for my brother to wake the fuck up to open the fucking door

4) Grow a beard in the process of waiting

5) Try not to get pissed off when he finally opens the door (with a long-suffering SIGH to boot (!@*&#(!*)

6) Climb over his mattress / debris to get to the printer while balancing the macbook

7) Print addresses, climb out of the room

8) Set macbook + addresses on the dining table

9) Mentally prepare self before diving back into the batcave for cleaning supplies

10) Try my best not to accidentally-on-purpose step on my stupid brother’s face because it’s not his fault for occupying the room. I know this; I truly do but it doesn’t stop me from feeling pissed off

11) Gather packing supplies, pack my shit, and get the fuck out of this place before I ragequit life and my head explodes.

The main reason why I got so agitated in the first place? It took me 20 fucking minutes just to find my fucking FBTs. I just wanted to go for a run. Why is it so fucking difficult??? Now I’m just sitting here, sweating and swearing while mentally shredding the FBTS that I finally found at the bottom of a random basket.

I know it sounds so exaggerated; how can any place be that messy right? WRONG.

Have a look:

This is what sits behind my seat. My seat is that stupid wooden block, which sits in front of the glass dining table, which obviously I’ve conquered and made my own due to lack of space. Which in turn, pisses my mom off because she can’t stand the mess which in turn pisses me off further cause’ whenever I try to explain to her that I just don’t have enough space, she just gets mad and unreasonable and I want to jump off a cliff. But that’s a whole other story la. Back to the mess that is .. my mess. Wow I’m punny when I’m cranky lol.

Typewriter. Packing Supplies. More packing supplies. And yes that’s a fucking awesome vintage candy dispenser machine that I’ll be putting up for sale on Nakedglory. Yes, a mess can still be made out of completely awesome stuff. This is also the neatest part of the living room, I shit you not.


The living room table a.k.a my territory. We can now never have family meals LOL. Laptop, scotch tape, packing supples, clothes, bags, more clothes and (Surpise!) more clothes in a basket behind.

More clothes, shoes + bags + hangers + belts + even more clothes

Another random part of my living room. Clothes + clothes + chocolate + clothes.

Room. The mattress on the floor NEVER gets taken out, so I have no space to do work. There’s a table blocking the main door and my cupboards, so without access to my cupboards, I just throw everything on the chair + baskets so now it just looks like the aftermath of a typhoon.

Urgh looking at all that just makes me even more pissed off. I just feel like kicking 20 kids all at once :'( !

In September, I’m starting school and my grandma’s moving to another uncle’s house. I’ll finally have my own room; and my own bed. I’ve been planning my room and thinking about it for about 17 hours a day, give or take lol. I sincerely can’t wait. I have a special folder on my laptop named ‘Roomspiration’, in which I’ve amassed a shitload of pictures of my dream room/house. Maybe I’ll share some of them tomorrow. Ah okay enough ranting, gonna go run now ttyl!

On a side note, I’m trying to have all emails replied by tonight. Hmkay ttyl!