Ok usually, I hate cheesy group pictures - the kind they put up on mantelpieces or around your wake when you die to remind the world of what a smiling, happy person you were when you were alive. Eewwww.
But this one has to go in only because I think my hair looks cute in it. (I said my HAIR, not ME okay, so stop throwing rocks at me)
I was feeling very, very, very extremely fit and healthy and worked out like never before after all that stepping. In fact, one day later and I'm still feeling extremely fit and healthy and worked out like never before because my arms hurt like the end of the world.
Anyway, so I was terribly extremely YSG and ordered salad for lunch to do the whole wonderful detox, purification, clean, fit, healthy thing. Doesn't really work of course, because I had MacDonalds for lunch today.
The thing is of course, you can never truly feel that fit when you're having lunch with two veteran bodystep instructors. Peh. I couldn't help but notice, from my place next to the instructor's stage, that Teoh's legs look like they're made of plastic - this is probably because I haven't seen legs-with-muscle in a while, seeing as mine are now more akin to Japanese tofu. It was totally WOW. It was really almost, almost like Spiderman. (Okay, so I'm just a perve looking at instructors' legs instead of concentrating on the work).
That said, tomorrow morning shall find me at the gym, in my own bid to achieve Wonder Woman's thighs.
Well, that is, if I can wake up.
I went shoppppping today for nice new clothes to look good and professional in.
But good and professional has to be more than those just cheap, ugly shirst that you always see ugly Chinese girls walking around in during lunchtime. You know what I mean right - the girls with the baggy knee-length straight black skirts, shapeless striped shirts, cheapo black handbags and ugly strappy Vincci shoes.
You look at them and instantly think they must be in something highly unimaginative and boring like audit clerks or admin staff.
It's not even about being a spoilt rich bitch for me to say this - you don't have to spend loads of cash to look good. You just need imagination and creativity...
...but then again, they wouldn't be admin slaves or audit clerks in the first place if they possessed those qualities.
Anyway, back to my own shopping spree: I find it exceedingly hard to find work clothes because
a) everything I want to wear is inappropriate for work
b) everything work-related here in KL is fit only for unimaginative admin girls.
Things like Padini and G2000 make me want to hurl for their complete lack of style. It's quite amazing that they have managed to produce EXACTLY THE SAME clothes every season, every year. What you see in there now, is exactly what you would have seen in there in the early nineties!
This will not do for a Dolly, of course. I veer back towards the fun and kitsch and glitz and tack of TopShop and Forever 12.
And there I found a nice happy balance of colour! and fun styles! and kitsch! AND outfits fit for the office and for meeting Important People.
I got a shiny brown shirt dress (not to be worn on its own because my legs are now tree trunks)
and a white wraparound shirt (that gives good cleavage!)
and a bright Green-Tara green top that reveals just enough of a midriff to stay in the funky range
and a super slinky black dress that makes me look thin (and that's very important.
And now work will be that much more fun now that I have beautiful clothes to wear while I'm there.
I'm so shallow, I know! But who cares as long as I get my work done!