Feb 26, 2015

Which famous people do you want to be friends with?

Ah it's that time to answer  one of my favorite Illustrator Emily Mcdowell 's pressing question again! 
I love this one: "Which famous people do you want to be friends with?". I am with Emily on Falcor (The NeverEnding Story!) and Mindy Kaling. 
Other than those names, I am also dying to be friends with Meryl Streep, for obvious reasonsEllen DegeneresKeanu Reeves, Zooey Deschanel, Jessica Quirk (fashion blogger), Djenar Maesa Ayu (Indonesian writer) and George Lois. And of course, with Simba and Mufasa from The Lion King.

What about you?

ps: Other questions from Emily. By the way, notice how I mentioned The NeverEnding Story on her pop quiz about Childhood Obsessions? Emily did not mention Falcor there but did on this one. Well... Great minds nerd alike. 





New Obsession: Toast

Oh how pretty!
Have a look on their collections here: Toast- UK. I want this mustard top, this biscuit colored skirt, and of course this striped dress that looks like a match made in fashion heaven with this shoes!



Feb 22, 2015

How old(er) would you go?

This post is about dating. Not wine.
I have dated enough to know and understand the many dynamics of relationships. That, combined with paying attention to dating scenes of my surrounding (aka:being a nosy parker) for me to observe, learn and sometimes over-think. 
For the very first time in life, I am now seeing someone who is 12 years older than me. At first, it sounds like a whopping one as I used to date guys my age (and wonder why it did not work, not even close. Doh!)
I did not realize that the gap was that far before he actually mentioned it. I mean, that handsomely cute face of his!
They say age is nothing but a number. Maybe true in some cases. My friend is dating a girl who is 5 years older than him and they seem to get along just perfectly. And not all old wines are up to your liking as it is also very much depending on the dish you are having, and what year you actually uncorked it . 

But,  I am so overjoyed with the new feelings and discovering I have never knew of before. I am lucky, I guess. 
  • Different cultural and or social references can be tricky. However, in my case, as I am pretty much an old soul, I love most of the things he likes; books, movies, and vinyls. I also spent most of my childhood with my then teenage uncles and aunt. Which explains why my first ever pin-up poster was… The.Axl.Rose. (One of him biting a single rose? Ya, that one)
  • Wise advice. Or sensible quietness. When I'm upset about something, he will have enough life experience to hand me feedback and insight without sounding preachy. He will also be sensible enough to hand me NO words but comforting hugs and or kissesPs: This can happen ONLY if you are with a good old(er) one. If not, chances are, you’re just getting one with long drugs prescriptions caused by gross habits when he was younger which I need to explain here; smoking, drugs, free sex. Thanks but NO thanks. 
  • If you caught the best one, he can be your walking encyclopedia. Ask away and do not be shy if he thinks you are acting like a 7 year-old. I think I do. But, I like having his knowledge at my fingertips. This pushes me to broaden my horizons in many aspects of life. Many. Including ... 
  • Intimidated? Not in his dictionary. And it makes me feel so comfortable in sharing my opinions. As you know, I always have one. This also shown in how much of a support he is in my career life. He's been through enough to not be afraid that I will cast a shadow. In fact, he's going to help me make mine. While one failure relationship once got me: "You make men feel like they are not man enough." Grow a pair.
  • If he is well traveled and well read, that... my friend,  is a Jackpot. Cha ching! 
  • Best of both worlds. If you and him are from different parts of the world, it will make every conversations, discussions, ideas exchanging even more interesting, stimulating, and mind boggling.
  • Acceptance and deeper understanding on things that seems "Imperfect". "If we met ten years ago, we probably wouldn't have linked. I have not made enough mistakes to be the person that I am now." He once told meThat's true. I was even more opinionated in my twenties, and I have not read as many books, only started to fall for the CURE 10 years ago. I was skinny and had bags under my eyes because of partying and late night to dawn studies were all forced in one week. There's no way he would be into me.
  • I'm (not so) secretly psyched that I'll always be younger than him. This leads to the idea of how healthy I should still be when it comes to taking care of our family in future.
  • Different approach. When we met almost a year ago, texting was not his opt for courting. He emailed (we discussed books, animal welfare, death of Robin Williams, songs, history, peanut butter sandwich), sent hand written letters, postcards, simple gifts which are my kryptonite ; books and old albums, then phone calls, dates, lunch dates, book store, late night talks, dinner and yadayadayada... breakfast in the morning.  Good call, I must say. 
  • Chivalry. Oh Baby, yes. He wont show up in flip-flops, board shorts and or "funny" printed teesHis taste in shoes and music is just impeccable. Opening doors, pulling chairs, not because am a lady but because he's just a gentleman. A swag my age might proudly say "I do not do those.". And that's not something I can tolerate. Monochromatic idiocracy. And why guys are like that today? Because ladies, honestly, we let them be. 
  • If you are in your thirties like me, you would find it acceptable for guys to text you day and night. From asking you out to discussing heavier matters. I do not. There are things you can communicate via texts, there are things you cannot/just not acceptable to do so. Men (the good breeds) from a generation older than us know when to use their energy to actually dial. And talk. 
  • And the icing on the cake... They are an Amazing Lover. Capital A, capital L.
In this age of online dating (oh how I have to bite my tongue as am typing the next phrases here…), it's easy to be drawn to a new level of low in the art of communication. You need more effort than just swiping a guy's profile pic on an app. All the above are just the tip of the iceberg that I can only experience, taste, feel, learn and explore from a real face to face, head to head, phases of dating. And maybe, there's a prize for sticking to your guns.

That was me, trying to tell all of you that I did not meet this man on any online dating app. Nor I am on any of them. *wink.

ps: I talked about this topic a few years ago in this post :). Are you dating someone younger? Same age? Mind to share some stories?

Houzz





Feb 19, 2015

Welcoming the Year of the Goat

My year. But my wishes for wealth, health and prosperity to all of you born in other years too. 
By the way, Sheep, Ram or Goat? Find the article here; just so that we're clear

Photo taken when in China, and no, no idea about the cameo dude.



Feb 17, 2015

Bintang has arrived

I have posted about this before (read herebut here's an update as the official certificate has arrived. I have also received post cards, fact sheets of all three animals; Sumatran Tiger, Narwhal, and sniffer Labrador... and... a Tiger soft toy I named Bintang!
My eyes lit up like a 5 y.o seeing a birthday cake with flickering candles when a DHL guy walked into my office with a giant WWF bag. A recycled bag, by the way. 

Thank you again, my ADL for the most roaring birthday gift ever. I roarve you :-)

ps: I have been fortunate enough to learn that my blog has become an inspiration to my readers (listed or not). Some have actually started to write their own blog, taking notes on my fashion style, and even swear by my soul baring imperfect wits (why, thank you!).

So I hope, by posting this story, I can encourage any of you to do the same too. Never hurt to act a little kinder/ care more than necessary. This is how to adopt and if you want to know; why Sumatran Tiger?

xoxo,
Mama Tiger



Feb 16, 2015

Count Your Blessings

I need to hear this...

"When upon life's billows you are tempest tossed,
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings, name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done."




Feb 13, 2015

Being single on Valentine's day

I am not big on Valentine's Day. I am a Christmas, Halloween (basically just about Twix and Peanut butter Kit Kat) kinda girl. My only real concern with Valentine's Day is that I have to write pitch/blurbs/stories on Valentine's Dinner. It is a good marketing tho. And when I say good, it means that it differentiates it from an "ignorance to animal torture" disguised as "delicacy lovers" (shark fin, foies gras). Oops... let's get back to the topic.

So, truth be told, whether or not I have a man to clutch, for me, this pinky-hearty day is just like any other day.

But, I have a uterus that makes me a girl... And I can understand that if you don’t have someone giving you a sweet kiss and buy you expensive chocolates and over priced roses or scary looking Teddy, Valentine's day can be a bit, well... meh. Despite the fact that you may not celebrate it with your significant other. You see happy couples holding hands, capturing PDA as #wefie, and you’re torn between wanting to be them while resisting the urge to push them into the closest available water  bodies. I live and work near the beach, by the way. 

But take heart, my fellow singletons, for although you may not currently have someone to snuggle and be all lovey-dovey with, you do have passion and love in you, and there’s no reason you shouldn't express that on Valentine's Day.

Call an ex.
Not. Really, stop thinking about him/her. Even maybe just for today. There's a reason he's an ex. And reading yesterday's newspaper is not kewl, girl! Call a girlfriend instead, your siblings, or your parents. Tell them how much you love them. For no prince charming would ever love you the way your family do. And as much as you are blinded by the thought that the frog you are kissing is actually a prince, you know your friends will love you no matter what.

Make yourself wet.

Well, that kind of "wet" might be the best. But if that's not the option today, get your legs up for a different reason: Jog, hike. run at the beach (you will be thankful for the sore, really!!) . Go for a swim, try gardening (pinterest them). The adrenaline rush and the endorphin you are feeling after an exercise is just as good as ones resulted from you know what. Am being realistic here, so I said almost.

Self fRole Play.
Nope. It was not a typo. Want to play Frida? Try painting, or get a self portrait if you have shaky hands (raise hand!). Just experience art. I might head to a "Paint a Pot." gallery and make a fool of myself . I may not be able to play Joan Samuelson but I can try run a 10K this weekend. Visit the local book store to find new books that will feed your mind and soul. Or, a fashion magazine. Re arrange your wardrobe (*self note) and pretend you are a fashion blogger.
I am not sure with the idea of hanging at a hardware store waiting for Mr. Grey tho, but have a try and let me know.

Respond to a booty call.
A gastronomic one. We all have this “someday” restaurant/bar/bistro list; a new Crab shack, new Mexican canteen, new coffee shop that we "must try". So, do it. Book a table for lunch, when the place is likely more quiet. So you and your friends can laugh till your gut hurt without having to worry about being "susssh" ed by other people.Try new ice cream flavor, tease your palate with new dishes. Make that beach picnic happen (yes, with grilled cheese sandwich and cold tonic water all packed up). For "There is no sincerer love than the love of food."- George Bernard Shaw.

But this below is my honest imperfect wit...

Stand in front of the mirror.
No, not to do squats. Ask yourself how much you know about that person standing in front of you. More than just about your body mass index. Try to get to know yourself better. So much better you will realize there's so much potential in you. What are you made of? What twist your spirit, what elevates you? Ask and explore to the point that you would look in the mirror again and see nothing but contentment in an imperfection. Enjoy yourself, date yourself. It is not about "The right person will come along." it is about when you think of whether or not it will work, you know you will be alright.

Happy Valentine's Day.

ps: Thank you Runi for the gastronomical idea.

But when all fails, surrender to Jose, Jack, or Bud!





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