Softness Maximus

I am guilty of always buying cheap kicks that kill my feet. My battle-scarred feet tell gruesome stories of how I paid $19.90 to torture them on a daily basis and if they could write a memoir, I would obviously be the monster who never gave them a chance at happiness despite them supporting me for the last 3 decades.

So I got these babies last week and I saw the light. These shoes are atrociously comfortable, lamb skin la and they look cute too! In my defense, I never saw a point in paying a premium to murder your feet but at a 20% discount, these kicks were so affordable. I gave up 2 buffet sessions just so I could start the healing process of my poor tortured feet.

I love you guys (my feet), thanks for helping me get around and most of all thanks for not giving up on me! Going forward, we'll have beautiful adventures filled with pedicures, spas and good shoes. *hugs* Next in line, a paid of Geox shoes, I heard they're good!  Junie

Help is needed by this bubbly girl

Hi y'all. Sorry to be such a nag. But I've got this amazing little poll to the left which I hope you can help me with. It's for work and I'll end up on the streets selling tissue if you don't help me.

There are like all of FIVE questions and you don't have to leave any personal details behind. Just click and go! It'll probably take you a couple of minutes at most. Don't be a stranger mm'kay! Help this bubbly chica! Thanks a mil! =) JT

The Sleep Wrecker

I love my boyfriend to bits. He's funny, smart and kind. Generous with compliments, cuddles and kisses. He is as close as I could get to perfection in a partner but his nocturnal symphony of the nose and throat makes me want to stab him with a fork.

In short, the boy SNORES! Like a friggin' lumberjack!

At the start of relationship, I found sleeping impossible till I got a pair of ear plugs. I owe it to those two beautiful squishy pieces of foam because they saved our relationship. Recently, I realised they don't work anymore... The snoring is somehow amplified and sometimes it actually reverberates throughout the room. *a sad little tear just slid off my cheek*

One night, I wasn't feeling crash hot so we decided to sleep without the a/c and guess what!? He snored less! It was magical! Then we were in Hokkaido where the weather was -10 at night and guess who came to visit again? Yep, Mr Snorelikeaneffingmonster!

My question is, do I just learn to sleep without the a/c or should I just invest in industrial strength earplugs?JY

Please help!

I don't usually ask for help on this blog, but hey, desperate times call for desperate measures! I need you smart multi-tasking women to provide me with tips on how you save time on your morning beauty and makeup routines for a story.

Please drop me an email at blamethebubbly@gmail.com with your nifty advice, a high-res (300KB or above) photo of yourself (just a head shot will do), your name, age and occupation (company name not necessary). I'll reply with details of when and where this story will appear and clarify any concerns you might have. Don't worry about your photo being blown up to gargantuan proportions. It'll be the size of your NRIC photo or smaller on the page.

I know most of you aren't a vocal bunch, but I really need your help, so pleasssssse help! I'll be waiting patiently by my inbox. Thank you! JT

Justina's Birthday

Justina, the other bubbly addict celebrated her birthday in December and it was not easy keeping the surprise party a surprise. I was roped in by her darling hubby because of my flawless acting skillz but she smelled a rat just because I told her I had to go meet a client halfway thru dinner! And that was the truth... so much for the truth setting you free huh?

As we walked through the door of her apartment, Bern, Sofi and Benny popped out with a cake but the birthday girl was not as surprised as I expected. No biggie though cos the darling hubby had something else up his sleeve. Bern is the master of super dooper surprises, especially for the love of his life.

Yes, that biatch got a Balenciaga! Not cheap okay... This is true true true love. Despite all dirty looks the boys gave Bern, he managed to soldier on and appeased the other hubby and boyfriend with amazing Butter and Chilli Crabs from Mellben. What a smart cookie eh?

No I'm not jealous of the beautiful branded bag guys, I know I can borrow it anytime. Right babe? ;) As long as I bubble wrap it at all times... I much prefer some gold bars or a title deed to a pretty little house. Yes I am practical that way :) I kid, I kid... I'm just glad my partner in crime had an awesome birthday and a truckload of bubbly w me at the Shang. Love you heaps Boomz! You're the best! JY

Hokkaido Twenty Ten

Quite easily the best holiday EVER! With very little shopping and day after day of hitting the slopes, the beautiful powder snow helped improve my pathetic snowboarding skills. The 5 bedroom chalet which housed our group of 10 comfortably was top-notch. Fresh Powder Apartments Rocked Our Socks!

I'm a shopping kinda girl and with nothing much to purchase near the slopes I had to settle for a 30min walk to the closest supermarket and fortunately stumbled upon a 100YEN store... Ahhhh bliss! Billy was the best, he patiently shopped with me while the only two Indians in Furano, Hokkaido shopped their little hearts out too. I bought pretty mittens in black, silver and gold.. for 105Yen!

If you're looking for a nice holiday with amazing powder every single day, Furano, Hokkaido is the place to be. A sleepy town with no long queues for the chairlift and service to die for... you'll be spoiled rotten!

Leave a message or send me an email to find out more if you're planning to go. It snows from Late November to Early May. Excellent for snow bunnies :) JY

 

From the Land of the Rising Sun to the Land of endless deadlines

The husband and I were total camwhores in Tokyo and for posterity's sake, we took photos of everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. Including 101 permutations of the cheesy kawaii "V" sign, a protest for or against foreigners; I'm not sure which (a deduction I made based on the kanji characters on the banners) and a real yakuza whose photo I can't post lest his gang lops his finger off for flouting the code of secrecy. The trip was for work, so it was a pretty short getaway, but we had fun and it gave us some much-needed time together. One of the highlights  of the trip was the serendipitous meeting with the yakuza dude, which was pretty surreal. I'll talk more about that in another post.

I had lofty plans to do an extensive series of entries to showcase our time there, but since the new year rolled round, I've barely had time to breathe. I was up till the wee hours every day for the entire week before I left for Japan and it's been more of the same since I got back in the wee hours of Monday morning. And it promises to get even busier over the next few weeks and months. I'm tired and I feel lardy from the relentless bingeing in Tokyo and not having exercised for more than three weeks.

I will get down to rolling out those photos and entries when I'm a little less swamped. In the meantime, dai suki, okarada o daiji ni! Sugu ni modoru! JT