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What's In My Camera Bag | My Camera Lenses & Guide to Prime Lenses

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Today's post follows the 'Useful & Beautiful' theme of Posh, Broke, & Bored in which I share tips and hacks that could well be useful for your photography, blogging, or to just 'win at life'. So yes, that's useful, but how is it beautiful? Well! I'll illustrate my knowledge with ocular crack/eye candy from the five different countries I've been to this year - Latvia, UK, Malaysia, Vietnam, and Thailand. For this blog post about my camera lenses I've put together an eclectic gallery of photos - travel, street photography, portraits, food, wildlife etc. - taken by both Henry and I. A few of these you may recognise from recent blog posts but most of them are f-f-fresh off the boat, so even if you're not a budding blogger looking to level up your photography and learn more about camera lenses, you can just enjoy this post as 'Postcards from Kuala Lumpur'.

This post is a follow up from last week's Easy Style Hack - How To Turn Any Handbag Into A Camera Bag and also an introduction to my new favourite camera bag - mummy's new Birkin (which I am trying to convince her to let me bring back to London, alas, no deal). 


Isn't it just the perfect size and shape for a camera bag insert?! Also it's one of my favourite colours (dove grey ermahgerd) and my preferred shape of Hermes handbag (team Birkin!) and hardware (gold yo). Maybe I could steal it, she's got too many Birkins to notice...


Why I pick prime lenses over a zoom lens

I shoot on a crop-frame DSLR - Canon 600D - with three prime lenses - 50mm f/1.8, 85mm f1.8, 24mm f/2.8 - and occasionally Henry's telephoto lens - 55-250 f/4-5.6 - which suit my lifestyle and covers my photography needs whether it's travel, event coverage, food and product photography. Why do I carry 3 prime lenses of fixed range when I can just use one 'all-you-can-eat' zoom lens like the 24-105mm f/4? OK, first things first I'm the realest -  unlike beer, the presence of a Red Stripe on a Canon lens is a assurance of high quality but also price. While the lens covers a focal range from wide angle to a modest-zoom, it  costs nearly £1,000 yet its widest aperture is an all-too-crisp, not-very-atmospheric, light-swallowing f/4. In comparison, my three prime lenses cost me just under £700 (I shopped around) and I get a maximum aperture of f/1.8 which allows me to shoot in lower light and shorter exposures; meaning I can snap faster, brighter, and more importantly - soft, dreamy backgrounds with lots of bokeh and all the feels. Also, prime lenses teach you how to be a better photographer by forcing you to 'zoom with your feet' - running around as far or as close to get the right frame - as opposed to sitting in one spot and doing all the zooming with your lens. Prime lenses tend to be much lighter and more discreet than a bulky zoom lens. Besides, I find carrying just one prime lens like the 50mm 1.8 covers most of my photography needs for the day. Finally, quality. The clue is in the name - prime, baby - as each prime lens is designed to be specialised in one area (portrait, street etc) the glass in a prime lens is of superb quality, delivering crisp and precise shots. 

In a nutshell: while a zoom lens is convenient; a prime lens is more challenging (but ultimately more rewarding to master), is speedier, takes clear photos using less light, and if you know how to shop can be much cheaper to buy a range of prime lenses instead of one zoom lens.

Now that I've championed the prime lens, let me introduce to you my arsenal - 3 prime lenses, 1 zoom lens.

* Note - My camera's sensor has a 1.6 x crop so a 50mm lens produces the equivalent of an 85mm on a full-frame body (eg. Canon 5D) 

CANON 50MM f/1.8 II | Portrait lens

First up; the all-rounder wonder that is the cheap, lightweight, incredibly versatile 50mm f/1.8 - dubbed the 'nifty fifty' by photographers everywhere for its quality results against its unbelievable price. This is my go-to lens for when I'm rushing out of the house and I don't have time to think of which lenses to pack in my bag or when I need a light, compact lens to fit in a smaller bag. I carried just this one lens for when I was in Bangkok and it did the job - I even managed to squeeze in my hotel room at St Regis Bangkok with a bit of clever framing. There's a reason why many bloggers of every budget buy this lens - clear shots (even in dimly lit restaurants) with soft focus backgrounds, it's discreet (positively minuscule!), and it's a wallet-friendly upgrade from the (crappy) kit lens that comes with the camera. I highly recommend this lens - even when you graduate to the upper echelons of the best photographers in the damn blogosphere you can always use this lens as a spare, or for when you need to shoot somewhere rough without having to worry about damaging an expensive lens.

GOOD FOR: Low light photography (events, gigs, fancy restaurants etc), food photography, product photography, street photography, portraits...Basically, everything except wide-angle shots.


I took some snaps of Michiekins, Baby Mika, and Malibu at Michiekin's place. While it was a bright day, most of the sunlight was blocked by the foliage in the gardens and her home had to be kept dim because Baby Mika was napping. I overcompensated with an overly high ISO (400-1600, oops) yet the photos came out clear in the right places and perfectly soft everywhere else.


Louboutins and Mima - product photography done the high-end, yummy-mummy blogger way. 


Michiekins ordered these and had them shipped to my London address which I brought back to K.L for her. I'm one fancy P.O Box.


Malibu the teacup maltese wouldn't stay still for a portrait and there wasn't much light, so I upped the ISO to 1600 to get this shot.


Street scenes from hectic Hanoi. See more Hanoi street photography at my Vietnam Photo Diaries.


Food photography on the go - I was rushing through the lobby of The St Regis Bangkok (I was cutting it fine to catch my flight back to K.L) so I snapped this while walking. Lo and behold, the photo came out quite clear - not as clear as I'd like, but impressive given that it was a quick, single shot that I didn't have time to compose.

CANON EF 24MM f/2.8 | Prime/wide angle lens

A wide angle prime lens that I use for group shots, interiors, architecture, and landscapes. The 24mm f/2.8 is a good addition to my repertoire of prime lenses for when I can't get enough distance between myself and the subject.

GOOD FOR: Interiors, landscapes, group photos, and food photos for when you can't back away from the table to take snaps of your plate.


Taking in the candy coloured cityscape of Riga. More architecture shots of stunning Art Nouveau buildings in my post Things To Do In Riga.


My mother's mahjong room. I managed to get this entire wall from a close distance (just beside the coffee table next to the armchair)! This lens is good for photos of rooms, but if you photograph a lot of interiors you might want to get an ultra wide-angle like the 10-18mm f/4.5-5.6.


How could I call myself a blogger if I didn't use a UNESCO heritage site as a backdrop? Fitted into the landscape at Ha Long Bay, Vietnam



I took these snaps from the driver's seat (the car was parked). Don't judge my music taste.

CANON EF S55-250MM f/4-5.6 IS II | Telephoto/zoom lens

This lens is for those who prefer photographing wild animals over party animals. The 55-250mm lens isn't actually mine, it's Henry's - it was my Christmas present to him as an upgrade from the 18-55 kit lens (worse lens ever) and my old Canon 450D which he bought off me when I got myself a new camera. This telephoto lens is one of Canon's bestsellers; with a wide zoom range, Image Stabilisation for taking clear shots in dim light without a tripod; and crisp, sharp images. Inexpensive, too - making it an ideal zoom lens for the new photographer who wants to upgrade their kit lens and amateur wildlife photographers like Henry - check out his new profile on National Geographic!  

GOOD FOR: Taking photos from afar; animals, wildlife you want to keep a safe distance from, buildings, and architectural details etc.

Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental | National Geographic profile.
Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental | National Geographic profile.
Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental | National Geographic profile.
Henry and I went to Zoo Negara and had a jolly time, but clearly not as jolly as this white tiger! Mr. and Mrs. White Tiger were getting very frisky and playful, to the point where parents had to cover their children's eyes. I like it when rare animals mate - hopefully it'll mean babies and one step closer off the endangered list. Henry and I also saw Zoo Negara's latest residents, the giant pandas - more on that in a bit.

Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental | National Geographic profile.

CANON  EF 85MM f/1.8 USM | Portrait/prime lens

THIS LENS. Wow, where do I begin? This is my current favourite lens for taking portraits and full body shots. With a fixed 85mm focal length I have to scoot back a far bit to get all of the subject in (much further back than the 50mm). But with such a wide aperture (f/1.8) this means a) you can increase the shutter speed; great for shooting pets, sports etc. b) very precise, crisp shot with amazing contrast and an unbelievably dreamy soft focus background - fantastic for blurring out busy backgrounds like traffic, buildings, and crowds; and I can control how 'soft' I the background to look by playing around with the F-Stop (for far-away shots I use f/2 and above). This is THE lens I use for all fashion-related shoots in wide-open spaces; whether for Regimental Vintage or personal photos!

GOOD FOR: Portraits, full body shots with busy backdrops that you want to soften (ie. 'outfit of the day' photos), fast-moving subjects/objects, low-light photography, product shots and details...everything really; except wide landscapes and anything that's too near.


Digital woodland camouflage hat | Buy now from Regimental Vintage


US Air Force desert camouflage jacket | Buy now from Regimental Vintage

I took Henry out to the back of my garden and shot him (wow, that sounds so awful) for our online shop Regimental Vintage.


Black Royal Navy military jacket | Buy now from Regimental Vintage

Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental | National Geographic profile.
Fu Wa the giant panda, one of two Malaysia 'rented' from China for Zoo Negara. 'Panda Diplomacy' has existed since antiquity - as far back as the Tang Dynasty, when Empress Wu Zetian (625–705) sent a pair of pandas to the Japanese emperor - as China's use of these rare, endangered creatures as diplomatic gifts to other countries. Henry thinks that the so-called endangered status of the giant panda is a conspiracy by China to make these symbolic gifts seem more important than they are...

Henry: "It's blatantly a conspiracy! I bet there are millions of pandas in China, they're more common than rats, and everyone has a few in their basement but China keeps it a secret from the rest of the world. Every time China pisses a country off they go, 'Oh shit, let's send Malaysia/North Korea/America one of those black-eyed-bear things'. While the whole world is ooh-ing and aah-ing over how privileged they are to receive the 'rare giant panda' the Chinese are all laughing at us - Haha, we've got millions of these, the joke's on you!"

Henry's obviously joking but now I'm convinced that it IS a conspiracy and pandas aren't endangered at all. They're just pretending to be.


My face, when it dawned on me that the whole 'endangered status' of the giant panda might be the biggest hoax of the century. 

(I tried to Photoshop the 'derp' off my face but to no avail, the prime lens captures all)


Finally, one last look at my dream camera bag . Shot indoors on a gloomy day - not that you could tell thanks to how much light the lens lets in.

I hope this post on lenses has been enlightening (haha, light puns) and given you some insight into my photography tools and methods. You don't need a high-end camera or expensive lenses to take quality photos (I'm using an older model of an entry-level DSLR and modest lenses) - just an understanding of whichlenses suit your lifestyle best, how to make the most of your lenses, and practise - always shoot in manual!

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One Last Look At Kuala Lumpur

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Yesterday was mine and Henry's last day in South East Asia. I started my month-long winter break with Kuala LumpurBangkokHanoiHa Long, then met up with Henry in K.L where we embarked to Borneo on an adventure of wildlife, tropical islands, and ushering in the Year Of The Goat, and back to Kuala Lumpur. Today we close the final chapter on February's sojourn and fly back to London, so yesterday we bade a bittersweet 'goodbye-for-now' to K.L and her many tropical delights (although I won't miss the heat, I can tell you that) with a lazy day in the city. Doing what I like to do best: shop, swim, and spa, at my two favourite downtown destinations - Starhill Gallery and Ritz-Carlton, mais bien sûr.


I am smitten with this jumpsuit and all of its voluminous pyjama-like comforts, and also that the oversized legs make me look like I'm prepping for clown college (never liked clowns, but I like the idea of pie-ing wealthy dowagers) - a steal at RM39 (£7) at a no-brand clothing stall in Berjaya Times Square. I bought three - this striped tent here, one in feather print, and the other in tropical print 'cos Holy Trinity, ya'll.




Isn't my hometown quite the beauty? One can always count on Starhill Gallery to spruce up their stretch with seasonal decorations - and you can be sure that they'll go all out for Chinese New Year. Another reason to love Malaysia. Multiculturalism is celebrated with excessive public holidays shared by everyone irregardless of religion or race (what is a bank holiday? pah!), copious consumption of food (Malaysians stay thin because they sweat it all off in the searing sun), and constantly-changing decorations to match the calendars.




I do all of my beauty and skincare shopping in Malaysia - for trend forecasting the beauty industry in the West just look at what the Japanese and Koreans did five years ago - and Sephora is one welcome addition to K.L that is lacking in London.




I also prefer Louis Vuitton in Kuala Lumpur because, you know, they throw their best clients private parties in-store

There's a new L.V addition to mine and mummy's burgeoning collection that I can't wait to share with you in a blog post, tomorrow!


My favourite walkway has to be the passage connecting Starhill Gallery to Ritz-Carlton, taking one from shopping and dining on the Indulge floor to Spa Village.




A quick dip before our spa sesh? Oh, go on then...




...making a splash.




Oh hello.





We ended our day with relaxing massages and scrubs; campur-campur for Henry and a Swedish for me before a late dinner followed by feeding every stray cat in my neighbourhood (we carry bags of cat food and honey roasted anchovies for this purpose).

Somehow I resisted that languid lull that follows a lazy day at the spa, and found the strength to pack my bags for London.


Goodnight Kuala Lumpur, and see you again in March for Formula 1 season! x

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What's In My Handbag: Louis Vuitton x Christian Louboutin

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I'm a huge fan of Louis Vuitton (how could I not be when they spoil me with gifts and parties?) especially their artist collaborations which not only makes their handbags even more collectible but also distinguishes their limited editions from their basic monogrammed bags. Every special edition this illustrious French luggage label designs is presented ahead of its release in Kuala Lumpur to mummy for her consideration (as Louis Vuitton in K.L only import small numbers of each design for exclusivity reasons).  When the Louis Vuitton x Christian Louboutin collaboration was announced, mummy ordered the shopping tote for our collection. It was only when I got back to K.L in February that I got to finally see our new baby in person, which I'm thrilled to show you together with some of my latest acquisitions, in a What's In My Handbag post...!





Christian Louboutin's iconic red and use of gold studs.

As much as I like the visual effect of the red soles, Louboutin heels have never been for me - personally, I think they're cripplingly uncomfortable to walk in (flat feet never fared well in high heels) and overrated, plus I've long since given up sacrificing style for comfort - flats and trainers all the way, I have nothing to prove to anyone. Monsieur Louboutin himself said "...it is not my job to create something comfortable...my priority is design, beauty and sexiness,...comfort is not my focus." This handbag is my compromise between my love for design classics and utilitarian function.

And such function...! The shopping tote is designed with many compartments for the organised woman; with two sections in the tote divided by a zippered pouch, and three side pockets for stashing phones, business cards, notebooks and the like. In Louboutin red, naturally.





Which of course I make the most of by cramming the entire contents of my life into its supple pouches.


Louis Vuitton Sarah wallet in 'magnolia' epi leather (gifted) | Louis Vuitton sunglasses (gifted) | Diptyque 34 Boulevard St. Germain fragrance | Harrods Year Of The Goat pen (gifted) | Daisy by Marc Jacobs pouch for foreign coins | 'Chanel Smoking Kills' iPhone 6 case | NARS 'Jungle Red' nail colour | Chanel 'La Fascinante' red lipstick | Avène Thermal spring water | Crabtree & Evelyn 'Rosewater' hand cream 




Even the dustbag for the Louis Vuitton x Christian Louboutin collaboration handbags have a little special touch - I love little things like these, it really shows how much thought and care goes behind the design.

Do you have any favourite designer and/or artist collaborations? Are there any upcoming collaborations - Louis Vuitton or not - that you're anticipating and keeping an eager eye on? What do you think of this collaboration and should I just bite the bullet and shove my stiff flippers into a pair of red-soled shoes? Answers on a postcards or leave me a comment, below! x

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Back to the grind.

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Regimental Vintage photoshoot by Jasiminne Yip - Posh, Broke, & Bored

Regimental Vintage photoshoot by Jasiminne Yip - Posh, Broke, & Bored

Regimental Vintage photoshoot by Jasiminne Yip - Posh, Broke, & Bored

Regimental Vintage photoshoot by Jasiminne Yip - Posh, Broke, & Bored

Regimental Vintage photoshoot by Jasiminne Yip - Posh, Broke, & Bored

Regimental Vintage photoshoot by Jasiminne Yip - Posh, Broke, & Bored

Regimental Vintage photoshoot by Jasiminne Yip - Posh, Broke, & Bored

Henry and I got back to London yesterday morning at the crack of dawn - I feel no remorse nor does he feel any resentment that we were on the same flight but I was partying up a storm in Business Class while he sat in cattle class (I'm telling you, the man is a lot more resilient to discomfort than I am) - and as hard as I tried to switch my body clock back to London time by throwing myself into menial labour (cleaning, unpacking, etc) I am still, sadly, resolutely and absolutely jet lagged. Guess who woke up at five this morning, spent three hours staring at her Macbook screen trying (and failing) to write a blog post before giving up, and went to Haggerston park (dodging cyclists, joggers, and dog-walkers) to shoot some lovely new stock for Regimental Vintage? Yes, yours truly. All the photos in this post are from this morning's shoot and being uploaded to our shop right now. 

Keep an eye out on Regimental Vintage for our selection of Barbour, Burberry, and Aquascutum - there are some really nice golf and cricket jumpers making their way to our shop and I dare say they're the perfect additions to anyone's Spring wardrobe.

It's good to know that jetlagged-addled brain and muddled hand-eye-coordination aside I've still got it, 'it' being my photography chops - expect more editorial style photos on Posh, Broke, & Bored now that the weather in London has cheered up somewhat. The outlook is certainly sunny for Londoners, even the geographically-promiscous ones (such as yours truly).

Have a beautiful week ahead!

x

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My favourite hotels of 2014

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Hotels are my ultimate respite from the grind, chaos, and reality of daily life. There's something ever so soothing about being in a space that's not cluttered with your personal belongings - it allows you to escape your head space and rediscover yourself piece-by-piece (or in my case one carelessly dropped sock on the floor at a time). If I'm an iPhone, then staying in a hotel is like restoring myself to default factory settings. I'm sure many busy urbanites like myself agree that taking the time to go on holidays is an essential luxury to regenerate oneself - if you don't press pause every so often, you're going to burn out. So yes, holidays are important. While my idea of a good holiday is one where I'm always on my feet, exploring every corner of a city until its lights are off for the night then collapsing into bed just to recharge; sometimes I want to spend just a little more time in the hotel and enjoy 'me time'. For this purpose, I'm going to share with you my three favourite hotels of 2014* that I had the pleasure of calling both my base for exploring my surroundings and also my base for rejuvenating my mind, body, and soul.

* The Year Of The Horse (what? I'm Chinese) :  31 January 2014 - 19 February 2015


THE TAARAS, REDANG, MALAYSIA




A ten-bedroom villa perched on a cliff overlooking the turquoise waters of the South China Sea and the white beaches of Redang, buffered by the mountains of Malaysia's East coast, The Taaras Villa is the ultimate hideaway - with full butler service and your own sixteen metre infinity pool you'd never have to leave your sanctuary except to venture out to snorkel, dive, and frolic in the surrounding marine park of Redang and her islands. My stay at The Taaras Villa was the perfect respite from a busy month of events, fashion weeks (both in London and Kuala Lumpur), and flying back and forth between two opposing ends of the world. All I did was Eat. Sleep. Swim. Read. Repeat - an much-needed break I'm keen to repeat, and I daresay one that everyone should experience for themselves. Read my blog post on The Taaras, Redang, here.

THE TAARAS BEACH & SPA RESORT | Pulau Redang, 20928 Redang Island, Malaysia

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THE ST REGIS BANGKOK, BANGKOK, THAILAND 





When I arrived in Bangkok the day after I flew in to Kuala Lumpur from London I was a zombie - I felt like death warmed up no thanks to a combination of jet lag and serious stress thanks to an undertaking of not two but three work projects (writing a lifestyle blog, running an online vintage shop - Regimental Vintage, and also struggling to work on my art). While The St Regis Bangkok is perfectly placed in one of Bangkok's most prestigious addresses and the perfect base to explore this vibrant, colourful capital city; for this trip in Bangkok I mostly stayed in my 65 sqm² Grand Deluxe Room to recover and also to work at the St Regis bar, sipping on Siam Marys (a Thai twist on the iconic Bloody Mary which was created at the St Regis New York in the '30s). Read my review on The St Regis Bangkok, here


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GALLERY PARK HOTEL RIGA, RIGA, LATVIA





Last but certainly not least, the sumptuous classical luxury of Gallery Park Hotel Riga! Riga is, hands down, mine and Henry's favourite holiday together - we travelled to the European Capital of Culture of 2014 expecting beautiful architecture and a charming, if not well-known European city and were pleasantly surprised to discover that it was all that and more. Riga is like the romanticised postcard-perfect European city that everyone fantasises about - clean; full of friendly, helpful English-speaking locals; safe, full of historical sights and absolutely stunning Art Nouveau architecture...and most amazingly a city where you can go from one extreme to another - we enjoyed the ballet on one night, fire machine guns at a shooting range the next day, and one afternoon we went sledding with husky dogs in the snow! All of these wonderfully diverse sides of beautiful Riga we discovered from our perfect base in the city - Gallery Park Hotel Riga - an elegant, 5* luxury boutique hotel where the intimate care and hospitality we enjoyed reflected that of the small but sophisticated capital of Latvia. Even though we spent most of our days exploring this gorgeous jewel of a city, Henry and I always looked forward to coming back to Gallery Park Hotel Riga - it truly felt like home in a city I wish I could call my home. Henry and I are definitely coming back and this time we plan to stay in the Imperial Suite - a regal room for a regal city!

See for yourself why Gallery Park Hotel Riga is the discerning choice for the sophisticated traveller to Riga in my blog post here. For more about Riga read my post Things To Do In Riga.

GALLERY PARK HOTEL RIGA Krišjāņa Valdemāra iela 7, Rīga, LV-1010, Latvia

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These are my three picks for the best hotels I've stayed at in 2014 - Year Of The Horse, mind you, I'm very traditionally Chinese like that! I endeavour to travel more this year - one city a month - and I'm on the right track, having had Thailand, Vietnam, and Borneo under my belt so far. I'm also looking forward to discovering what will be my favourite hotels for 2015 - Year Of The Goat, so if you have any recommendations for me, or any travel blogs and posts for me to read, please let me know in the comments below! x

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Tropicana Residences | Shopping for a Kuala Lumpur pied-à-terre

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I've got my eye on you, Tropicana Residences...more on that in a bit.
Please accept my apologies for my radio silence. I've had trouble readjusting back to London time and my schedule even though it's been a week since I've been back. I guess at the grand old age of 28 I can't handle jet lag like I used to or perhaps I still have vestiges of the 'holiday blues' having just spent a blissful month in South East Asia - Hanoi, Bangkok, Borneo, Kuala Lumpur - away from the bitter English winter. 
And how blissful it was! For the last two weeks of my winter break, which coincided with the start of the Year Of The Goat, Henry joined myself and my family for Chinese New Year (an exclusive invitation I've extended to no other men in my life, mind) and during this most significant of Chinese festivities Henry immersed himself into my culture; learning how to say 'Xin nian kuai le, gong xi fa cai, wan shi ru yi' (with an impressive accent for a first-time Mandarin speaker - my father teased that Henry speaks better Mandarin than I do), how to properly do the Prosperity Toss (he wished for a new pair of shoes while flipping the yee sang, and bam, the next day I gifted him a shiny new pair of red Doc Martens), and Henry even got a Chinese name - Nana christened him 马亨利 - Ma Heng Li (Henry Horse). 

It's funny - so many talented and affluent Malaysians of my generation - jaded by the restrictions of their home country, the lack of room to grow, and eager to spread their wings and fly - choose to study abroad and if the opportunity arises for them to stay overseas they seize it and resolutely seek to plant roots in their new city (like yours truly). For the longest time my patriotism (and I am very patriotic - I can still sing the national anthem, my state song, and recite the Rukunegara (National Principles) was met with disappointment at the seemingly stagnant state of things in Malaysia. Naturally, my parents (as all Malaysian parents do) have been trying to convince me to follow the conventional route of every intrepid Malaysian who studies abroad - that is, to say goodbye to the excitement of living in a metropolitan world centre, and move back to Kuala Lumpur to accept a destiny more mellow.  

To this end, my parents have bribed me with the promise of property in Malaysia. My mother has  promised that if I return to Kuala Lumpur she'll buy me a condo in Mont Kiara. My father has tried to tempt me with a country house just outside the city, and from time to time they remind me of the new apartment in Borneo and a couple of houses in the suburbs.

Now they don't even waste their time trying to convince me to move back to Kuala Lumpur. They just go directly to Henry - my parents will lavish, spoil, and pamper him; then my father will (very cunningly) turn to Henry and say "Isn't life in K.L so much better than life in London? Chauffeurs, fine-dining, VIP treatment, air-conditioning...Couldn't you just see yourself living here?" then give me a pointed look. HA! Henry mused: "I don't know, Kuala Lumpur is great but I haven't yet seen any horses" (he loves horses) to which my father leaned in, raised an eyebrow, and said: "You'll get all the horses you can ride if you can convince Jasiminne to move home." Well, well, well!

To be honest, I do love London but I'm finding a renewed appreciation for Kuala Lumpur. Perhaps it's that I've seen my city through Henry's eyes, or that as I get older I care less for glamourous Western decadence and prefer stability, or maybe it's because in the past decade or so K.L has really upped the ante and is beginning to catch up with the rest of the world. 

I spend about a quarter of my time in Malaysia anyway, so even if I'm not looking to move back anytime soon, it might be worth looking into finding myself a base in Kuala Lumpur. As I get older I've been adding more London property to my portfolio, why not a place in Kuala Lumpur, too? I consider myself a business traveller - I work for my father in the region, I have clients in Malaysia, and of course I return to K.L for certain social events. The ambitious nature of my family has finally caught up with me! I am now addicted to living and working in the fast lane! I need to be close to action and vibrancy of the capital city. Somewhere I can work hard and play hard, and be Audaciously Yours.

I think I've found just the place.



I'm talking of course about 'The Residences' by Tropicana, above Malaysia's first W Hotel.




And yes, of course it comes with an infinity pool, aqua gym, sky forest and room. A prerequisite of any luxury residence worth its salt. 


Yes, this will do nicely. Dato Dannyyyyy! Kasih murah sikit,boleh, boss? *winks*

I'm flying back to Kuala Lumpur in a couple of weeks for the global launch of The Residences and also to check out the residences in person - I can't wait! Fellow Malaysians who've studied abroad and are looking into getting a base in Kuala Lumpur, will I be seeing you at the launch? x


Hair Apparent

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Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

Baby, I'm a millionaire - or at least I have a million hairs. You know it. Of the many things anyone could envy me for ie. my talent for being able to sleep anywhere, anytime, yet wake up exactly a minute (or two stops away) before I arrive at my destination; my one most coveted asset is that abundant cluster of keratin that sprouts from the scalp of my delightfully dense head. 

Legend has it that I was born with a full head of thick, jet-black hair, and it hasn't stopped growing ever since. Despite my best efforts to sabotage nature's gift by bleaching my hair every unholy colour under the sun, giving myself home-haircuts with kitchen scissors (horror) and assaulting those innocent ends with hair curling tongs on a thrice-weekly basis, the mop prevails - at an alarming growth rate of one inch per month, no less. But long doesn't necessarily equate healthy - I've had more than my share of split ends and at one point my bleached-blonde locks were so dry, so brittle, that horses would actually salivate when I approached, mistaking my hair for hay. Oh haaaay! But now, after 28 years of maiming the mane, I can finally say that my tresses have finally become the two things that up till now seem to be mutually exclusive - long and healthy.

I get a lot of questions about my locks, so I thought I'd share how I care for my hair* and also these new hair vitamins that I've started taking. 

*oh, the rhyming - it makes my follicles quiver with pleasure.

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

Did you know that there is an unusual face shape called 'the diamond'? I thought I was an 'oval' or a 'heart', but I just discovered that my pointy chin coupled with my disturbingly narrow hairline (I will never get a fringe. Never) makes my head a diamond. Sweet heavens, even my face shape is a precious, entitled little thing - now get over yourself, you angular little freak.

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

1) LOW-MAINTAINENCE CARE FOR HIGH-MAINTAINENCE HAIR

Let it be known that this is not my natural hair texture - my hair is actually straight, so bone straight that in hot weather or humidity it won't hold a curl for more than an hour. It is also unenviably thick and heavy - I once turned my head so swiftly that the force of my formidable mane knocked over a vase and sent it smashing to pieces. Umm. With great hair power comes great responsibility - unfortunately I'm the sort of person who could kill a houseplant (cactus) by negligence so I only cut my hair twice a year but when I do I take a good six inches off (one inch for every month!) and thin it by half by having it layered so as to make it more manageable...and to save myself the neck strain.  

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post
My lotions and potions.
2) YOU ARE A PRODUCT OF YOUR ENVIRONMENT...AND YOUR HAIR PRODUCT

I wash my hair every other day in summer and thrice a week in winter with shampoo and conditioner, and the occasional hair mask which I leave on for two minutes in the shower while I practise my singing for the day when I will audition to be the first Malaysian Disney princess. My hair wash is of the average drugstore variety - shock, horror! - personally I don't find cheap shampoo and conditioner that much better than the expensive, high-end stuff used in salons. 

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

I air-dry my hair to compensate for the inevitable heat damage that I inflict upon myself whenever I style my mane with hair curling tongs. To try and offset the abuse, I spray my ends with Percy & Reed 'It's So Cool' Heat Protect styling mist before styling, and offer my hair heat protection and volume with VO5 'Plump It Up' Heat Defence weightless mousse. If I haven't the luxury of time to allow my hair to dry naturally, I douse my mane in SHOW Beauty 'Sheer Thermal Protect' before hair drying - the burnt caramel (or is it toffee?) scent is so pleasant that it distracts me from the guilt of subjecting my locks to hot air. But almost all of the time I let my hair air-dry - when it is just slightly damp I rub argan oil and sheer butter (my current favourite is Organix Weightless Oil) throughout and then brush my hair, leaving glossy, smooth, straight locks that will dry and set on their own, no styling needed - except for maybe another dollop of argan oil on the ends.

I've mentioned that my stubborn, straight hair refuses to hold a curl - I find that L'Oréal Elnett is the only hairspray that can somewhat convince my curls to stay (at least until the wind, heat, and rain gets to them). Supreme Hold, naturally, until someone finds a way to package superglue in aerosol form.

3) GOLD CRUSH HAIR VITAMINS 

Posh Broke Bored - hair blog post

Alicia, CEO of Gold Crush Hair sent me a care package - two bottles (two months supply) of Gold Crush hair vitamins and an ingenious 'measuring tee' with ruler lines on the back to keep track of my #HairCrushToBe progress. The measuring tee is in inches, with helpful marks like 13 - Getting There! and 20 - Hair Crush! Thanks to this measuring tee - which I admit was all the reason I needed to jump on board - I know that my hair (when straight) measures 22 inches - already surpassing the #HairCrush goal by two inches. That's no excuse to not take my hair vitamins - Gold Crush Hair Nutrition Formula is chock full of goodness that support optimal healthy hair and nail growth (the latter is much needed as my nails keep chipping - I suspect my hair is siphoning more than its share of nutrients from my nails, judging from its phenomenal growth rate) with a unique blend of vitamins and minerals:
Gold Crush Hair Nutrition Formula is an innovative complex vitamin that combines key nutrients to support optimal healthy hair and nail growth. Its unique blend of vitamins and minerals includes Selenium and Zinc along with complex B Vitamins such as Biotin, which feed and nourish your follicles helping to contribute towards healthy hair from the inside out. The formula contains Vitamin A which maintains normal skin and Vitamin C which contributes to normal collagen formation and the maintenance of healthy skin, while zinc and selenium contribute to the maintenance of normal nails. (Gold Crush)
I've started taking these vitamins - 2 a day with breakfast (fine, brunch) - and by the end of my #HairJourney in 2 months (I'm due my biannual haircut in May) I'll evaluate my tresses to see the difference. If you'd like to try Gold Crush hair vitamins for yourself, order them here.

Now you know why my hair is so big. It's full of secrets, hair secrets. Or not. It's no secret that good hair is part genetic lottery (ding ding ding) and part hard work - and now you know the work that goes into my hair, or at least the products. I hope this post wasn't too hair-raising for you, let me know if you want a blog post on hair styling - now there's a nest full of secrets waiting to creep out... x

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Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home

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Posh, Broke, & Bored - Yayoi Kusama x Louis Vuitton

...and flew home I did, thankfully my home was not on fire. Touch wood. *presses finger to forehead* 

This  statement handbag - nicknamed 'The Ladybird' by mummy and I - is our other piece from the Yayoi Kusama and Louis Vuitton collaboration of Summer 2012 (I blogged about my Neverfull from the same collection, here). Isn't it such a fitting nickname for a playful, almost childlike purse? It brings to my mind all sorts of whimsical imagery - yellow watermelons (yes, they exist!), yellow ladybirds, Minnie Mouse... The thing about cartoonish handbags is, there's a fine line between kitsch and retina-searing hideousness. The Good: Anya Hindmarch's Kelloggs clutches and this yellow tote (naturally). The Bad: I'm not a huge fan of the Fendi Monster handbags. And the downright ugly: Those 'knock off' Hermes Birkin handbags from Korea (you know, the ones that look like a unicorn spit up on them) that all the East Asian socialites carry - just because you can take an iconic shape and 'rework' it by bedazzling it to death doesn't mean you should. 

Then again there's no accounting for taste - a sentiment I'm sure I am often on the receiving end of, judging by the amount of side eye I get when out and about. Am I glad I'm not a fashion blogger. But is getting your boyfriend to kneel down with your camera and snap a thousand shots of you as you cross the street just so you have fodder for your lifestyle blog any better? A question that does not not keep me up at night (or most nights)...thank goodness I was at the back of the queue when the 'shame chip' was being handed out.

Posh Broke Bored - Yayoi Kusama x Louis Vuitton

Hello, I am in your doorway, unabashedly posing for outfit photos. Is this the legacy my generation will be known for? Nice hair, don't care.

Posh, Broke, & Bored - Yayoi Kusama x Louis Vuitton
Posh, Broke, & Bored - Yayoi Kusama x Louis Vuitton

I'll do a proper blog post on this Yayoi Kusama x Louis Vuitton collaboration handbag and show you the updated contents of my arm candy in yet another 'What's In My Handbag' post (can't get enough of those - am I alone in my voyeuristic glee of perusing people's purses?).

In the meanwhile, if you're looking for fashion bloggers who are much better at appropriating public spaces and dazzling places as backdrops for their glorious threads I've got two Singaporean fashion blogs you may enjoy eyeballing - Andrea Chong and Missing Avenue.

Now if you'll excuse me I think I've spied another photogenic home to shamelessly pose in front of. Have a beautiful week, toodles! x

ClassPass London Launch

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You’d have to move heaven and earth to get me to the gym on a Sunday evening - my stance on fitness is famously ‘I’m addicted to endorphins but I’m allergic to exercise, so chocolate it is’ - but the ClassPass London launch did just that. And so I peeled myself off my deliciously squashy sofa (and let the Jasiminne-shaped indent convex itself) and headed down to Barry’s Bootcamp in King’s Cross to celebrate the launch of fitness start up, Class Pass, in London.
If ever I needed motivation to move my butt, Jessica Miller’s story is the one. A fitness blogger at Little Miss Runshine, Jessica realised how passionate she was for fitness and building a community around it, which gave her the courage to quit her corporate engineering desk job to pursue her passion. She now works as Community Engagement Manager at ClassPass, which was why when she reached out to me to ask if I’d like to work up a sweat at Barry’s Bootcamp to celebrate the launch of ClassPass, I said yes! So infectious was Jessica’s zest for fitness and so perfect a fit for my lifestyle is ClassPass (more on that later) that I popped on my fresh new adidas sneakers and headed to the launch. 




Upon arriving at Barry’s Bootcamp for the launch guests were attended to by a bevy of impossibly lean, fit Americans with infectiously cheerful demeanours - their sunniness and pep (not to mention their perfect stems) was enough to make one determinedly sign up for one of Barry’s Bootcamp’s infamous high-intensity workouts. So we did, and if anyone was self-conscious of wobbly bits being on show they’d be relieved to know that the class was conducted in red light - cellulite doesn’t show up in red light, indeed red light therapy is used to treat lines, stretch marks, and cellulite. Before the workout, guests put their name down for a protein shake of their choice from Barry’s Fuel Bar - I had the peanut butter, it was delicious. The Fuel bar also sold products for the healthy and sweaty lifestyle - Skinnymint tea and Malin & Goetz candles, the delicious grapefruit scent of which made the place smell less like a gym and more like a spa. 


Any gym that has a dog (hello Cusco!), fancy candles; and Attitude and Tatler magazine is a winner in my books. 



I'm the sort of poseur who spends her time at the gym taking selfies rather than actually working out, which explains the state of my shape. Witness the unfitness, baby.






After the workout guests were treated to delicious cold pressed juices from Juicebaby and salads from Maple & Fitz. Of all the salads my favourites were 'Julius Caesar' (caesar salad with a healthy twist - yogurt instead of cream salad dressing) and 'Mexican Standoff' (which I brought home and added more cherry tomatoes to, to compliment the raw onion slices). 

ABOUT CLASSPASS

ClassPass gets you unlimited monthly classes at the best fitness studios and gyms in London. With just one monthly subscription you can work out at at over 175 locations all over the city! Take yoga today, cycling tomorrow, and barre, bootcamp, or boxing this weekend. With ClassPass you can workout as often as you want and mix up your routine. A subscription comes with an unlimited number of total monthly classes, and up to 3 classes per month at each participating studio.

While a workout as hardcore as bootcamp may not be the one to start of for a beginner like me, the flexibility of ClassPass means I can start with dance classes (perfect for me, as I lack the discipline  and solitude of regimented workouts and prefer classes instead, where there is a social aspect), stretch it out with yoga, then work my way up to barre and throw in the occasional boxing class to do away with my bingo wings. With tons of participating studios all over London I can easily go from work, events, or home straight to the nearest studio for a workout. 

To celebrate their launch in London, ClassPass are offering subscriptions at the special launch price of £79 per month! This special offer (reduced from their standard price of £89) is limited-time only for our first users in London. If you'd like to lock-in even lower pricing, you may also commit to a 3-month subscription for £69 per month, or a 6-month subscription for £59 per month. 

I've signed up for a subscription for this month - much needed as I have a couple of high-profile events in Kuala Lumpur this month and as we all know, flab and couture does not a happy marriage make. Will the next two weeks leading to my return to Kuala Lumpur's social scene be enough to get myself back into ship shape? I'm going to make the most of my ClassPass - fingers crossed, wish me luck! x

What's In My Handbag: Louis Vuitton x Yayoi Kusama

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I'm a huge fan of Louis Vuitton and especially their collaboration collections. I've shown you my piece from their Christian Louboutin collaboration and one of my handbags from the Yayoi Kusama collection, and on Monday I blogged about my other Yayoi Kusama handbag which I dubbed 'The Ladybird' for its delightful yellow polka-dotted body. Since my last What's In My Handbag post I've updated the contents of my purse with some lovely floral additions for Spring, so I thought I'd do another handbag post and introduce you properly to Ladybird.


The Ladybird sports (spots?) Yayoi Kusama's signature polka dot motif, which the 85-year old Japanese artist paints to calm her obsessive feelings and fear from her visual and auditory hallucinations caused by terrifying experiences. Kusama-sensei's dots and webs are a central feature of her work which expresses her feeling of revolving 'in the infinity of endless time and the absoluteness of space' and her view of herself as 'a dot lost among a million other dots'. She explains - "A polka-dot has the form of the sun, which is a symbol of the energy of the whole world and our living life, and also the form of the moon, which is calm. Round, soft, colorful, senseless and unknowing. Polka dots become movement…Polka dots are a way to infinity.” Beauty born of madness, manifested in art which I have the privilege to adorn myself with thanks to the collaborative efforts of my favourite French luggage label.



Yayoi Kusama's art helps her confront and control her fears. In the same way that it gives her hope, her optimistic yellow with polka dot motif sums up the hopeful nature of Spring and it's promise of sunnier, longer days.


WHAT'S IN MY HANDBAG
Louis Vuitton Sarah wallet in 'magnolia' epi leather (gifted) 
H&M floral and striped notebooks, floral pencil case, and glasses case 
Dior note book (gifted), customised 
Burger & Lobster travel card holder
Chanel Smoking Kills' iPhone 6 case 
'CHANEL' iPad mini case 
Chanel face powder 
Burt's Bees tinted lip balm 
Avène Thermal spring water 
Crabtree & Evelyn 'Rosewater' hand cream 
Diptyque 34 Boulevard St. Germain fragrance 

While I love my Yayoi Kusama Neverfull for its versatility and ease, my Louboutin shopping tote for its audacious studs and bold signature red, of my three Louis Vuitton collaboration handbags the Ladybird is undoubtedly the statement bag thanks to its unmissable yellow and unabashed childlike polka dot pattern - it always draws curious looks and eyeballs from both fashionistas and children alike!


If you had to choose between these three Louis Vuitton collaboration handbags, which would you carry? The Yayoi Kusama Neverfull tote, the Christian Louboutin shopping tote, or The Ladybird? x

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Evoluzione Sicilian Evening with Michelin star Chef Pietro D'Agostino

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Yesterday I spent a very pleasant Sicilian Evening at Evoluzione, the beautifully airy Fornasetti-wallpapered restaurant in South Kensington's boutique Hotel Xenia. This Sicilian Evening was one of Italian culinary expertise, with show-cooking and a pastry demonstration to accompany a Sicilian taster menu by Michelin-starred Chef Pietro D’Agostino.

I was there as a guest of my management - Nuffnang - who partnered with foodie app Zomato (I’ve only just come on board, follow me!) for this exclusive event. For this event, a first in the series, a select group of bloggers and press were invited to be the first to preview a series of six guest chefs to bring tastes and traditions from across Italy to London every six weeks throughout the year. Yesterday evening had Chef Pietro D’Agostino present a succession of traditional Sicilian ingredients, dishes and fine-wines before demonstrating – at Hotel Xenia’s dedicated show-cooking station – how each course of the evening had been prepared. 

Jesse at work.
Chef Pietro D’Agostino has had a illustrious career indeed - he spent the past ten years travelling the world, preparing banquets for the Sultan of Brunei at The Dorchester Hotel in London, directing a team of 28 chefs in the most renowned 5-star luxury Grand Hotel Mazzaro Sea Palace in the Ionian Sea: Il Gattopardo, and now with the opening of his own restaurant, La Capinera in Taormina, Sicily. Critics describe him as an 'imaginative interpreter of local cuisine', and he is recognised for his dedication to the richness of Sicilian cuisine, renovated with intelligent and innovative creativity. D’Agostino personally selects all the ingredients of his kitchen; with specific attention paid to organic and gluten-free food. Each dish prepared carries an underlying seasonal theme, creating inventive dishes of great harmony. 

Naturally, expectations were high. Us foodies - a notoriously tough crowd to please - settled in with some champagne and a well-presented platter of bread (which I struggled to do justice with my photography, the lighting was challenging and I thought of using my favourite aid for photographing in low light - my iPhone torch as an external light source - only when the amuse bouche was presented) to kick off our Sicilian Evening. 


Guests were presented with an amuse bouche by resident Chef Andrea Angeletti - Noodles Scallop with hints of orange and rocket. A morsel of scallop wrapped daintily with noodles, presented with a minuscule fork which was a nice attention to detail and scale.

Noodles scallops - with hints of orange and rocket
Our starter followed through with the artful presentation of the amuse bouche. The King Prawns, with onion salad, almond, and orange sauce which was a perfect balance of sweet and tangy, and the visual effect of the orange sauce and flower petals was as pleasing to the eye as the flavours were to the palate.

King Prawns - with onion salad, almond, and orange sauce.
Our first dish however, in my opinion, did not live up to the artistry of the starter. The Black Cod could've have been more flavourful - the capers marsala wine which the fish was marinated in did not come through - and the potatoes had a strange texture, to me it brought to mind the blandness of nata de coco cubes.

Blac Cod with potatoes, lettuce, and capers marsala wine marinated.
The second main, by resident Chef Andrea Angeletti, made up for the disappointment of the Blac Cod. Plates of seafood ravioli was brought to the table, and a rich, bisque-like sauce poured over into it, adding an element of anticipation to the dish.


The flavours were hearty and added a distinct seafood element to a modest pasta dish. I only wished there was more of it, as I am not a fan of cooked fish - itself the main element of the evening's menu - and could've done with more pasta.

Just Pasta - seafood ravioli, capers, Sicilian wild fennel, and pistachio from Bronte.
The third and last main course on our tasting menu, the Turbot, was brought out. I hoped that it would redeem the Blac Cod dish. 

Turbot with artichoke, calamari, and aubergine roasted
Certainly, it was beautifully presented, with roasted aubergine, artichoke flower, asparagus, and calamari artfully arranged around a chunk of turbot. Unfortunately the fish was a bit of a hit-and-miss - Christian's turbot was cooked throughout, and Jamie's fish was somewhat undercooked inside, but my turbot was downright raw in the middle. I imagine it is difficult to maintain the same standard for a dish that is being prepared for a room full of diners, and perhaps their fish was better cooked than mine, but as far as what was on my plate I had to say that the turbot dish was not something I would order again. The selection of accompanying vegetables however were well-chosen, and well prepared, and I imagine that with a bit more care to attention this dish could be a winner.


Bloggers at work - Jamie being aided by Jesse in the pursuit of the perfect photograph. Yes, that's two iPhone flashes illuminating one Instagram snap. Let it be known that beneath the picture-perfect facade of the glossy images, blogging is hard graff - much like a swan gliding along the lake; while it's all serenity and grace on the surface the legs beneath are working furiously.


A glass of red (which I can't drink anyway, I'm allergic to wine - but not champagne, yayooo) for the bloggers, because creating content under the glamorous guise of being wined and dined is tough work.

We deserve desserts. Plural. So pre-dessert and dessert it was, by pastry Chef Manuele Francesco from Siracusa. 

And what a beauty our first dessert was! Feast your eyes on the perfect simplicity of our panna cotta topped with almond, artfully glaced with caramel... 


...which we bit into to reveal a delightful frozen centre of something citrusy. A wonderful surprise of flavour, temperature, and the perfect texture, delivered in a little package - proof that good things come in small sizes. 


Which paved way for the 'proper' dessert, itself tasty enough but outshined by its predecessor - a sponge cake with raspberry and the most potent liquer chocolate.


To recap the evening: the amuse bouche by resident Chef Andrea Angeletti was a wonderful start to the evening, followed by a wonderful starter by Chef Pietro D'Agostino which demonstrated his artistry and skill. However his renown as a chef was not reflected in his two fish mains - while the Blac Cod was agreed to be bland by my table; the Turbot was a hit and miss, and I was unlucky to have received one of the misses thanks to the uncooked centre of my dish. The pasta dish by resident Chef Andrea Angeletti was a welcome interlude that added some variety to the fish mains, and I wished there was more of it - perhaps I don't 'get' Sicilian cooking. However, I thoroughly enjoyed the sweet offerings from pastry Chef Manuele Francesco - his panna cotta was my personal highlight of the evening. 



And so concluded the first of Hotel Xenia's Guest Chef events. Hotel Xenia will be arranging this series of culinary events every 6 weeks, each time inviting a different Italian ‘Guest Chef’ who will expertly take all guest diners on a journey through different Italian regions, tastes and traditions. Each ‘Guest Chef’ will provide their audience with unique creations and combinations that will be available to taste for one night only. The next event is on 21st April with Chef Mario Demuro from Basilicata, and I am curious to see how the dishes of that region compare with my experience of Sicilian cooking. 

Thank you to Nuffnang for the invitation; Jamie, Jessie, and Christian from Zomato for being such wonderful dinner companions, and here's wishing Alexandra from Zomato (who was busy working throughout dinner and left her dessert untouched, which Jamie and I promptly poached) safe and wonderful travels for her month in India! x



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SPREADING THE BLOG L♥VE | WEEKLY LINK ROUNDUP 13.3.15

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Yesterday evening I had dinner with a hashtag of bloggers* - Tweet & Eat, round 2 - at that foodie favourite Ceru in Fitzvoria when the topic of Bloglovin came up. Bloglovin is a contentious subject - widely used in Europe and USA, not used at all in Asia - and its usefulness is debatable depending on who you ask. I myself just joined Bloglovin, come say hi! and I'm resolutely, absolutely, addicted to it. Bloglovin, together with Pinterest and Tumblr, is part of my daily pre-bedtime and post-wakeup reading routine - I can't go to sleep nor get out of bed without scrolling through my feed for new posts from blogs I follow, and discovering new posts then saving them to read for later. I've discovered a wealth of fascinating, informative, and downright beautiful blogs thanks to my chronic Bloglovin habit and I thought, it's only fair that I share with you the blog posts that have made me smile this week!    

*I'm lobbying to have the collective noun 'hashtag of bloggers' included in the Oxford English Dictionary. It would be my greatest legacy to date.

Whether it's Sara's gorgeous bubblegum pink Grafea camera bag, Luxy's serious-wanderlust-inducing posts on Slovakia (the clouds and the mountains are magical!), my bestie Michiekin's reflections on how life has changed for her since she became a mother, or just useful tips for bloggers and photographers - I'm sure there's a blog post for you in my weekly link roundup, all 12 of them! Peruse away, and I warn you, be prepared to get stuck in. Happy weekend! x


WEEKLY LINK ROUNDUP - 13.3.15
1. The Sunday Chapter - 5 Lifestyle Blogs To Get You Inspired
2. The Fresh Exchange - How To Be Successful
7. Michiekins - My Life Now
9. Silverspoon London - A Luxurious Guide To Victoria
11. The Prosecco Diaries - What's In My Grafea Camera Bag 
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Galante Glamour

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A much needed drink for Luxy and I after an especially trying Friday the 13th - coincidentally, for both of us it was about two different big companies trying to intimidate us into Twitter silence (hello, heard of Article 10 - Freedom of Speech, Human Rights Act?).


Spark and tinder of a social media revolution aside, a proper catch up over nosh and fizz with my favourite conservative was long overdue. I haven't seen this one since before my South East Asia travels, and she's doing a Posh, Broke, & Bored next Thursday to bugger off Down Under for a month (to be fair I'm also leaving for Kuala Lumpur the same day but only for ten days) so drinks were in order, naturally. 


The setting was Galante on Sloane Avenue. Inspired by Santiago 'Pinchín', the most distinguished bartender in Argentine history renowned for his inimitable style that earned him the name ‘El Barman Galante', the art-deco influenced bar (part of Gaucho Group) evokes the dazzling cocktail era of Buenos Aires, updating old-school glamour with contemporary sophistication. I've read Luxy's review about their delicious 1930's and '40s cocktails, and their steak sandwich - which she enthused as 'the best I've ever had' - and chuckled at her fascination at Galante's glittery floor (a girl after my own heart!), so as a Shoreditch girl I was excited to see this shiny Chelsea establishment.



Shiny is the word for Galante, alright...


...glittery bar counter...


...glittery floor...


...glittery ambience, oh wait, that's just bokeh. Everything through my eyes (or lens) takes on a glow not unlike the 'rose-tinted view' of a woman who only sees the beautiful side of life. This is what the world looks like, according to me.



We started with cocktails; a Passional for Luxy, and a Bon Voyage for me - appropriate as this was evening was all about us wishing each other safe travels and happy holidays!


My Sidra Cobbler and my Bon Voyage. The Bon Voyage was tasty enough - the grapefruit juice added a nice tart twist to the sweetness of the vanilla liqueur and the pomegranate syrup. The Sidra Cobbler was just perfect for a sweet-toothed-kidult like me - elderflower liqueur shaken with fresh apple and pear juice, and a dash of grapefruit bitters served over crushed ice and topped with sweet cider. It was all so fruit and f-f-f-fresh to death I could almost delude myself into thinking it was one of my five-a-day.

Ravenous as I am for make the trek to South Kensington from Shoreditch, I ordered some nibbles from the carta de copetines (that's snack menu to you and I). 


Ceviche platter - freshly poached lobster with avocado, chilli and lemon served in a coconut sauce, and finest yellowfin tuna with julienned apples, coriander and ginger in a sesame & soy dressing. Oh-so-good...I could eat a whole plate of this.


Incredibly moreish Torrontès lobster empanadas - with lemon thyme, finished off with a white truffle and parmesan cream and wrapped in a crispy puff pastry - I need more of this. Now.


The best steak sandwich according to Luxy, and I must say I can see why - the Lancashire cheddar, tomato chutney, malbec mustard mayonnaise and a fried quails egg served in a delightfully thick yet flaky seeded ciabatta was a perfect parcel; flavourful, tender, and moist. Who knew such a modest snack could elicit such muffled, bread-stuffed moans from my fat little mouth? There goes my attempt at vegetarianism...


...finished off with Alfajores - classic Argentine chocolate pudding with a dulce de leche and coconut centre. 


Prior to Galante, my knowledge of Argentinean cuisine was limited to steak (and such good steak!). My verdict? If Galante is anything to go by, then I definitely will be crying for Argentina - tears of longing and serious food lust, that is. "The truth is, I'll never leave you..."

Cocktails are £10.50 - £11 and 'carta de copetines' are £5- £10. Luxy and I were invited to review Galante and our food and drinks were complimentary, but that has no sway over my ever-honest opinion on the establishment. The lobster empanadas however, now that's another story - those puffs have a hold on me, I fear my soul belongs to them now...


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Having a Ball - Let's Go Zorbing

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A ball that isn't about gowns, social standing, and champagne...now that's something you don't see on this blog everyday.

In fact, anything vaguely outdoorsy doesn't tend to get much air time on Posh, Broke, & Bored, unless of course if by 'outdoorsy' you mean 'drinking by the pool at Shoreditch House'. Ever since I've met Henry we've both introduced more variety into each others' usual recreational activities - I drag him to society balls and partying with royals, he takes me husky dog sledding and firing Kalashnikovs in former Soviet countries. Oh, relationships! To show Henry how much I've embraced diversity I got us both an afternoon of Zorbing - because, you know, Tatler's annual high-society shindig isn't the only ball around. 

In 1994, Rotorua, a bunch of mad New Zealanders decided that climbing into a plastic ball like a hamster, then pushed down a hill to roll up to 52 km/h like a wheel of giant Gloucestershire cheese in pursuit of hungry Englishmen was Middle Earth's new heart-racing, adrenaline-pumping, pant-bricking gift to the world because Russell Crowe's breakthrough debut wasn't enough. Fast forward a little over a decade later and I found myself at Go Zorbing - 'UK's largest and most exciting zorbing park' based within London's M25.  


I consider anything outside Zone 2 to be 'the countryside' - as mollycoddled city folk do - so Barbours and Hunters (limited edition, naturally) it was. An unexpectedly appropriate sartorial choice, as  the rain had turned the dirt path to the Zorbing site into a muddy trail. 


Toto, we're not in Shoreditch anymore...



Russell Crowe, the Lord Of The Rings film trilogy, and Zorbing - New Zealand's awe-inspiring and terrifying gifts to the world.


The Go Zorbing site is adjacent to Go Paintball London, should you wish to add more thrills to your itinerary. 



Henry and I watched with curious fascination as the Zorbs were trucked up the hill to the point where we would depart from, encased in its bouncy, plastic glory.





Guests dived headfirst into the Zorbs - a hollowed out, padded centre within an outer layer, in which they would be harnessed into a squatting position with arms above their head holding on to straps. Before anyone had time to express their trepidations, the safety checks were over, the barrier was lifted, and they were on a roll.




"What what what what whaaaaat...?!"



"Oh dear God what did I sign up for..."

I counted a good 15 rolls down the hill and too many screams to register. Although the trail itself was only about 150 metres - which I initially scoffed to be too short - I was reassured that that was the perfect distance to properly experience Zorbing - any longer and one might get too used to the adrenaline and hence, bored - or in my case reduced to tears. Don't let my wobbly-kneed cowardice put you off though - if you're a thrill-seeker who loves a good adrenaline rush and isn't opposed to being upside-down you'll certainly enjoy Zorbing. It's perfectly safe and good fun - as Henry's delighted 'whoa! (roll) whooooa! (boing) wooohoooo! (bounce)' would attest to.

Henry and I travelled from Shoreditch, East London to Whyteleafe, Croydon in an Uber (£68 one way during a 1.7x surge, in case you were wondering). But you can just as easily get there via Southern from Victoria, London from £13 for a return ticket, and then it's a 15 minute walk from  Whyteleafe station to the Go Zorbing site. I booked our Zorbing experience via Red Letter Days and you can also do it directly through Go Zorbing. If you have to travel to get there, like we did, I'd suggest throwing in a few more activities to make a day of it - Go Paintball, or even Hydro Zorbing in which the Zorb is filled with 40 litres of water - talk about making a splash!

One more thing - prepare the puns. To get you started: Having a ball, on a roll, ex-hill-larating; I'm spinning around, move out of my way; Ball So Hard...there, you're all set. x


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10 (Actually Helpful) Tips For Outdoor Photography

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None of that vague 'use natural light and let your shining personality do the rest, hehe!' faffle - when I do tips, I do them good.

Coming on board Regimental Vintage as both co-owner/girlfriend of the founder (I'm bedding the boss, hyuk-hyuk) and photographer has had its benefits. First; I get all the vintage military clothes I want - five years ago I dreamt of having a rail full of gorgeous military jackets. Now I have enough to fill a boutique (literally). Second; I get to source beautiful vintage designer pieces for the boutique on the premise that 'I'm introducing diversity to the brand in the form of attainable luxury'...or something like that. Third; Regimental Vintage is currently an online boutique on ASOS Marketplace (we're still on the hunt for the perfect brick-and-mortar shop, preferably in East London) so it's down to me to photograph all our stock and do them justice so that they're properly represented on the boutique. 

I started my journey as in-house photo-monkey some six months ago. Along the way I've graduated from using a compact camera to snap quick shots against white walls, to taking photos with a DSLR in interesting outdoor settings. In the 1,000 or more photos I've taken for Regimental I've gained - three new camera lenses (read 'My Lenses and Guide to Prime Lenses' here),  a renewed appreciation for photography, a much better understanding of how to shoot in (gasp!) manual, and also how to (in lieu of a fancy photography studio with professional equipment) shoot evocative photos using just natural light and the humblest of settings - a nearby park. Happily for us Londoners our smog-belcher of a city is also a green one - nobody is ever far from a green space, so any aspiring photographer who wants to get to grips with how to learn to shoot under uncontrolled, unpredictable circumstances should grab their camera, get to their nearest park, and snap away!

To aid you along your way, I thought I'd share with you ten of my tips for shooting outdoors. 

10 TIPS FOR TAKING PHOTOS OUTDOORS
1. SHOOT DURING THE GOLDEN HOUR FOR WARM, RICH, TONES
The Golden Hour is the time shortly before dawn and dusk when the sun is lower in the sky, enriching all it casts its benevolent eyes on with a softer, redder hue. What does it mean for us? An instant, glowing tan (or is that Instatan?) - nature's Valencia filter! Reds, golds, yellows, and oranges are all enhanced - perfect for showcasing your gorgeous tan, real or otherwise. Photos will be more saturated, and look 'warmer'. If you want to shoot gold clothing or accessories, the Golden Hour is the time to do it. 


Henry wears - British Army Issue wool jumper. Shop here.



Henry wears vintage denim prison trousers. Shop here.



Henry wears vintage blue denim prison jacket. Shop here
2. FIND THE LIGHT  
Like Tyra has said to cycle after cycle of aspiring Next Top Models, you have to 'find the light'. Always turn your face upwards to the source of light - this magically 'erases' dark eye circles, shows off bone structure and especially cheekbones (you can tell by how in some of my photos I look like I have apples stuffed inside my cheeks), and brings out your features. Allow Bluebell to demonstrate...


Bluebell wears - Burberry Prosum black coat. Shop here.



Bluebell wears - black leather Burberry coat. Shop here.
3. USE BACKLIGHTING  
Don't listen to what some say about 'beware of backlight' - that only applies when you're taking photos, say, on the deck of a cruise ship on a terrifying sunny day with a compact camera. With a bit of manipulation, you can use backlight to your advantage when shooting outdoors, as I have  done here. With light shining from behind my models the flowers and leaves become bokeh, the light form subtle halos around them, and their surroundings are illuminated. To do this, I increased the exposure then focused on Bea and Henry. 


Bea wears British Military camouflage trousers. Shop here



Henry and Bea wear - Vintage British Army camo shirt. Shop here (his) and here (hers).
4. GET LOW, LOW, LOW - SHOOT FROM A LOW ANGLE 
Drop to your knees, soldier! Apart from the obvious benefits of shooting from a low angle - ie. your subjects look taller and more statuesque (vain girls, this means instant Photoshop!), taking photos from a lower vantage point can make for a more dramatic composition, and in the case of a grimy walkway you can make the ground 'vanish' with a bit of clever cropping. Also good for shots with pets - nobody wants to see just the top of your dog's head.

5. USE YOUR SURROUNDINGS TO FRAME YOUR PHOTOS 
Arched branches overhead, imposing trees, piles of logs - the elements are all there; immerse and surround yourself in and with them. Stand between trees, heck, climb them - you're outdoors, make the most of it.




Henry wears - vintage Burberry checked shirt. Shop here
6. ON A CLOUDY DAY 
Looming clouds blocking out the sun and threatening to rain on your parade. Don’t despair - overcast clouds can make for a moody photo. Up the ISO (more of that in point 8), lower your exposure to compensate for a slower shutter speed, and say 'Hello, darkness my old friend...'


Henry wears - blue flannel lumberjack shirt. Shop here



Bluebell wears - vintage Burberry trench coat. Shop here
7. USE A LENS WITH A WIDE APERTURE 
I've mentioned in my Guide To Prime Lenses that I prefer to shoot with a wide aperture, around f/1.8-f/2.0 - it makes for soft backgrounds and a crisp focus on the subject. Bonus: softer backgrounds give photos an atmospheric, movie still-quality.


Henry wears - British Army camouflage assault vest. Shop here
8. DON'T FEAR THE GRAIN 
Ah, noise and film grain, the bane of many a photographer. Don't be afraid of using a high ISO (within reason of course, nothing over ISO1600) - noise can give photo an interesting texture, best suited for gritty pictures like the 'post-apocalyptic' outdoorsy vibe that Henry is obsessed with especially now that's he's hooked on watching The Walking Dead.


9. EDITING - PLAY WITH COLOUR ADJUSTMENT 
I like using ‘Auto Colour’ in Photoshop to see what kind of hues Photoshop suggests are best suited to the photo. I find that with 'Auto Colour', outdoor photos take on vibrant purple hues, orange hues, green hues etc. which I can adjust with Curves, Colour Balance, and Levels. Of course a more refined way to edit would be to shoot in Raw and adjust the photo temperature in Raw Editor or Lightroom, but using Auto Colour is like playing the lottery - you never know, there might be a winner in there.


Bluebell wears - vintage Burberry wool jumper. Shop here


10. EDITING - CONTRAST 
Personally I prefer bright, high-contrast pictures for food photography, product photography, and of course portraits of myself. Lately I find that lowering the contrast for photos taken outdoors - especially very bright photos taken on sunny days - brings out details that would otherwise be 'blacked out' in darker areas. Lowering the contrast - in Photoshop this can be done in Image > Adjustments > Brightness/Contrast - also makes for a more consistent tonal range throughout - easier on the eyes, yields more details, and invites a closer look.


Bluebell wears Royal Air Force tunic. Shop here.

These are my ten tips for outdoor photography, and I hope you've found them somewhat useful and enlightening (haha). If you enjoyed this post and know someone who would too - amateur photographer, fashion blogger, or fellow shutterbug please share this post with them using the social media buttons below!

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Tropicana The Residences - The Reason I'm Back in Kuala Lumpur!

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Greetings from Kuala Lumpur!

I’ve flown to and from Malaysia so many times in the past month (I just got off my 9th flight to/from Malaysia this month - my 10th is in just over a week) that’s it’s not even funny anymore. I’ve memorised the contents of the March issue of Going Places (Malaysia Airlines’ in-flight magazine) and I’ve watched all the movies, documentaries, and TV shows on board. 'Yap, yap, yap (or should that be Yip, Yip, Yip?), cry me a river…’ Seriously though, today my pain is real - I’ve barely slept in the last 48 hours. The night before my flight neither Henry and I could sleep, so we stayed up all night playing this game where he writes words on my back with his finger and I have to guess them (I have a 80% success rate!). At dusk, about two hours before I had to leave for the airport I started to get sleepy, so Henry drank a gallon of coffee to stay awake so he could watch over me while I slept, wake me up on time, then accompany me to the airport so that I wouldn’t miss my flight. 

Right about now I can hear singletons and office-slaves sharpening their pitchforks, so before the mob lynches me, can I just say that it’s not all love and leisure? I’m in Malaysia for a work trip, not a holiday, and besides, I’m only staying for ten days - just enough time to fulfil my work commitments and my social duties. Let’s see, in the next 10 days there’s Nuffnang’s 8th birthday party at Zouk (The dress code is 1960’s and I’ve got the perfect Pucci dress waiting to make its debut!), Tropicana The Residences Global Launch, the F1 Malaysian Grand Prix Gala ball, a TPC (Tropicana Privilege Card) members cocktail night, bridesmaid duties, catching up with family and friends, and of course mummy’s birthday shindig the week after. I will also be making trips to K.L in August and in November - at this rate I might as well get my own property here in K.L. My parents would certainly approve; any tangible purchases I make in Malaysia, they see as roots I’m laying down di tanah tumpahnya darahku* - and which doting Malaysian Chinese parents doesn’t want their wandering children to spend more time in their home country?

* My native land - literally ‘The land where my blood is spilt’. The second line from Negaraku, the national anthem. An appropriate pun, yah?

It’s just as well (more so for my parents than for me) that the reason for this short Malaysian rendezvous is property-related.

Tropicana flew me from London to Kuala Lumpur for the Global Launch of their glitzy new The Residences by Tropicana. A shining icon of luxury above Malaysia’s first W Hotel, The Residences is the new covetable address for the affluent and aspirational. Located on top of the W Hotel from the 25th to the 53rd floor, The Residences has a unparalleled view of the sparkling cosmopolitan Kuala Lumpur and that of its icon - the Petronas Twin Towers. 


An artist's rendition of the entrance of The Residences.


The lobby.


The 'Sky Forest' - a modern twist on the 'bringing the outdoors, indoors' take, and a reference to Kuala Lumpur as a green, tropical city.

I’m loving the purples, plums, and pinks - such vibrant, energetic, and virile colours.



The infinity pool in the sky.

While I’ve always liked the traditional, crumbling ‘dusty European’ look for a family home (think an old gothic house full of bats), my perfect city pad needs to be modern to match the fast pace of my hectic lifestyle. Traditionalism is forgone for modernity, for now at least - we are looking to the future! We can celebrate the past when we’re a little older. Right now I’m young, crazy, and want to take over the world, so convenience is key. By which I mean location, 5* hotel-quality amenities, and the 'wow factor' - after all one has to dress for the job. All of which Tropicana The Residences delivers; with its proximity to the iconic Petronas Twin Towers; facilities like the infinity pool, sky forest, and sky room; and of course the dizzying price tag means that The Residences will be a hive buzzing with the city’s most discerning and style-conscious trendsetters who want to be wowed by the finer things in life.



Being a Malaysian development, you can count on the apartments to already be furnished with clever layouts, seamless and subtle but highly effective storage solutions, and that everything will be finished to the highest standard - all you have to do is move in your personal effects and make the place truly yours! 


A living room mood board I made a while ago. I’m really vibing the ‘Natural History’ feel - taxidermy butterflies and beetles, minerals; marble, malachite, amethyst etc, animal and plant lamp bases, and of course a real life dwarf hamster. I think it’s important to balance a very-modern living space with some natural, or at least nature-inspired elements. What do you think, would my 'natural history-inspired' picks bring a nice, earthy balance to the sleek modernity of The Residences?






Photos from the Tropicana Residences VIP Preview Dinner last Friday, which I missed because of work. Serious FOMO (fear of missing out), guys!

I said I couldn’t sleep on the flight from London (well, I got a total of six hours, on and off) and I got bored...so I made a collage of what I might wear to the Tropicana The Residences Global Launch tomorrow. 


I ordered this lovely gown from Lexi Lyla in Singapore and I'm hoping it'll be here in time for tomorrow. I had a grand time picking two sets of accessories (blue and yellow gold, or cream and rose gold?) and then realised that Net-a-Porter and Outnet doesn’t do next day delivery to Malaysia. Oh well, to Pavillion it is! 

Will I be seeing you glitteratis and fashionistas tomorrow evening at the Tropicana The Residences Global Launch, at Marini’s on 57? I hope so! I'd love a big hug to welcome me back to Kuala Lumpur. x

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Nuffnang 8irthday

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My blog has been described as 'the bridge between Kuala Lumpur and London' by insiders in various industries who celebrate the burgeoning talent of Malaysia's keenest while lamenting the inevitable brain drain when said talent leaves the country to seek their fortunes elsewhere. Like many privileged youth of my generation I've enjoyed a foreign education, but the difference is that after my studies I stayed on in London for nearly a decade. Yet I've still kept my ties to Malaysia - I have loving, supportive family and friends there; I get work offers from keen clients in K.L; and even Posh, Broke, & Bored is represented in the UK by Asia Pacific's First Blog Advertising Community which was founded by a Singaporean and, you guessed it, a Malaysian. 

My South East Asian readers will already know the story of how 'Boss Ming' and Timothy Tiah founded Nuffnang and pioneered blogging in the region, but for those of you unfamiliar with the story, read here. I've blogged about how I just missed the 'blogging bubble' in Malaysia when I moved abroad in 2006. But somehow these things have a way of catching up with you. In 2012 Nuffnang expanded to the UK, and I was one of the first to sign up to Nuffnang's first community in Europe. Fast forward two years, and I've seen Nuffnang grow both in Kuala Lumpur and in London - I've observed the blogging trends in Malaysia shift every so subtly with the as the blogosphere grows with their 'Bloggerati' (including Michiekins; my bestie and a new mother to an adorable 'babykins'), and meanwhile in Nuffnang UK I've made a solid friend in Jesse who first won my respect with her professionalism then won me over with her warmth. 

TL;DR: I've been called the link between the UK and Malaysia, and no wonder - even though I live in London half my time (and my blog content) is all about Kuala Lumpur, as of 2012 my blog is managed by Nuffnang UK and since then I've yet to miss a Nuffnang Malaysia birthday party in K.L. This year I remained true to form. 


Yesterday, Nuffnang celebrated their 8th birthday with a 1960's themed party at Zouk. Both Michiekins and I didn't follow the '60s dress code (I had a change of mind - my Pucci dress was too pink) but somehow we both ended up matching in white and grey. #TheAdventuresofAhHwaAndAhPin


With Timothy and sleepy Fighter Tiah - the cutest toddler in my books who I finally got to meet! He's also the most happening toddler around - how many people his age get to go to Zouk? 


It was my first time at Zouk in the daytime - the same could be said for everyone, really! - and I thought it would be quite disconcerting to be at this nightlife icon in broad daylight but happily the event was lit in tasteful shades of turquoise, pink, and purple so it wasn't too far from my idea of what Zouk looks like (I never want to see it with the lights on. Ever). If anything the sudden transition from daylight to 'disco light' might have somehow rewired my circadian rhythm hence my lack of jet lag.







I photoshopped my own blog logo into the photo - the flash from the photo booth bleached out the camera motif on the speech bubble so I took the liberty of filling in the blanks, haha.

I met some lovely people at Nuffnang's 8irthday, readers and followers both silent and active. Thank you all for taking the time to talk to me, especially Angeline who was kind enough to shed some light on who may have stolen my Leica at last year's Nuffnang birthday party. It's OK, I'm not upset - that door closing opened others for me, isn't it strange how the universe works in mysterious ways? Much like how me moving to London just when Nuffnang took off to Malaysia meant I missed out on that blogging bubble, yet some eight years later I find myself represented by them even while living my dream in the UK. Happy birthday and congratulations,  Nuffnang! x

Ps. What I wore - 


My new favourite* no-brand jumpsuit from Berjaya Times Square with my new favourite camera bag from Hermes - I'm just kidding, it's just your average Birkin but with a camera bag insert inside - and my new Saint Laurent Tribute sandals. 

I don't use superlatives lightly - when I say favourite jumpsuit I mean: 'I loved it so much I bought three of the same, in different prints.


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The Residences by Tropicana - Global Launch, Kuala Lumpur

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If you were in K.L on Saturday evening you’d have been dazzled by the incredible fireworks display in the city centre, right beside Suria KLCC and the Petronas Twin Towers. You may had also noticed a light show coming from Malaysia’s largest projection screen above the W Hotel, on the site of the soon-to-be Tropicana The Residences. As pedestrians looked up in awe at this stunning pyrotechnic display, myself and a select guests witnessed this spectacle from above - 57 floors up to be exact - at the Global Launch of The Residences by Tropicana


Prepping for the Global Launch of The Residences - Tropicana had me flown in from London to cover this event for Posh, Broke, & Bored. 

1) My new Saint Laurent shoes which I volunteer as Tributes (haha Hunger Games pun) 
2) Getting my hair washed and styled for the second time that day (my favourite kind of outsourcing) 
3) A ‘shoefie’ with my date, Nana - she’s in Zara and I’m wearing Saint Laurent 
4) Taking a nap between events - the first of that day was the Nuffnang 8irthday followed by bridesmaid duties at Pavillion K.L

I’ve already blogged about The Residences, Tropicana’s new crown jewel in their property portfolio: exclusive luxury apartments above Malaysia’s first W Hotel with the most enviable location and all the modern amenities that would make even the most gilded of Sheikhs nod in approval - infinity pools in the sky, futuristic sky forest, game rooms, etc. While the dizzying price tag (about four figures per square foot) places The Residences in the realm of ‘aspirational’ for some, the payoff is a prestigious address in the heart of a dynamic, cosmopolitan capital, a world-class Goliath of an icon for a neighbour - the Petronas Twin Towers, and with the city of Kuala Lumpur at your feet (literally) you’re well placed in the centre of all the action - perfect for the bold, audacious, and ambitious who play and work hard. 



Naturally, we expected Tropicana to go all out for the Global Launch. From our elevated perch of Marini’s at 57, the who’s who of Kuala Lumpur enjoyed a sprawling view of our city - at first obscured by haze which was then thankfully pierced through by the light projection and the fireworks. Endless trays of canapés (itself a food group in my books) and cocktails were whisked over to us by attentive staff while we were entertained by the sweet croonings of Melissa Indot. 




Guests had their photos taken with ‘Instapods’ - round gadgets with a touchscreen tablet that reportedly cost a budget of half a million to create just for this launch. 





While people mingled and sampled the buffet, which I heard was delightful, I was busy thanking the people who had worked so hard to make sure I could attend this party and also catching up with friends and acquaintances. 





Tan Sri Danny Tan himself was not among us at the Global Launch as he had a prominent wedding to attend that evening. Saturday night was a very auspicious date for weddings - I knew of at least four weddings that very night and of course with The Residences launch I suspect that 21st March 2015 has a great spiritual and cosmic significance for ’new beginnings’. In his stead we were welcomed by a speech from Dato Yao Kok Seng thanking us for joining Tropicana on this most anticipated evening. 


Dato Yao’s speech was followed by a dance performance to a dynamic, pounding soundtrack against an animation. Meanwhile the very same animation was being projected 57 floors below us on the largest HD projection screen in Malaysia  (as verified by The Malaysia Book of Records) - on the very site of the soon-to-be The Residences! 






It was quite surreal watching a large-scale light show and animated projection in tune to the music that was booming in the very same room as I, from my vantage point 57 floors up in the sky right beside the illuminated Petronas Twin Towers. I felt like a Bond-villian observing his plans come to fruition at his satisfaction *plays Goldfinger theme song*.

If that grandiose display wasn't enough, the fireworks show started...!  



I think we can all conclude with some certainty that Tropicana know how to throw a party. 

That night, the guests at The Residences Global Launch looked down at Kuala Lumpur and contemplated the beauty of our dynamic, expanding city and saw great potential, growth, promise, and of course the anticipation for the new address that everyone will be clamouring for - The Residences by Tropicana. Thank you Andrea, Royce, and of course Tan Sri Danny Tan for flying me in just for the Global Launch. Congratulations on a launch well done! Now…where is my penthouse? Please address all Malaysian post to Posh, Broke, & Bored @ The Residences, Kuala Lumpur from now on, thank you! x

THE RESIDENCES | TROPICANA CORPORATE

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Monkey Business in Borneo: Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre

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Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

My first encounter with the elusive orangutan in its natural habitat was over a decade ago in the rainforests of Sepilok. 

I have distinct memories of a ginger giant swinging deftly from the vines then landing nimbly on the same wooden pathway I walked on, and the way it gracefully strolled past me (in all my gaping, wide-eyed childlike wonder) like it was the most natural thing in the world. To me, a Malaysian, the orangutan - 'orang hutan' - man of the forest - is a national icon and as Malaysian as nasi lemak. However, to many outside of Malaysia, the orangutan is an exotic, mysterious creature which unfortunately has come to represent critical endangerment. A Bornean native, like my grandparents, the orangutan can now only be found in the rainforests of Borneo and Sumatra where they face ever-increasing threats by ways of habitat destruction, poaching, and the illegal pet trade - atrocities by humans, the latter two especially shocking considering that these expressive, highly intelligent creatures are so closely related to us humans (we share about 94% of our DNA) and resemble us so strongly.


This is where the Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre, in the East Malaysian Sabah District of North Borneo, steps in. Over 50 years ago, an English lady set up the first centre in the world dedicated to the rehabilitation of orphaned orangutans, in 43² km of virgin lowland equatorial rainforest on the edge of the Kabili forest reserve. Orphaned orangutans who've lost their mother to poachers, deforestation, and logging, are found - sometimes terrified and doomed to certain death in the rainforest, sometimes shivering in cages where they are kept as exotic pets - and taken to SORC where they are nursed back to health and to begin a rehabilitation process as long as 7 years to learn the necessary skills to survive in the wild. Baby orangutans live in the nursery where there are cared for, receiving the emotional support they need and learning skills the from the older orphans like climbing and foraging skills. Eventually, the babies are weaned off emotional attachment to their carers - necessary if they are to return to the wild - and released into the surrounding forest reserve to fend for themselves. 

Curious visitors - Henry and I included, it was his first time in Borneo! - visit Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre to see these sweet creatures being fed (twice daily; 10am and 3pm). Some wild orangutans show up for a free meal - a purposely monotonous offering of bananas, fruit and milk to bore them so as to encourage them to look for their own food - and there can be as many as 5 at a time, but of course the less orangutans appear for these meals the better, as it means that they have become truly wild and can look after themselves. It's important to remember that SORC is not a zoo, and that to see an orangutan is a privilege not a right, and again, the fewer orangutans you see at feeding time the better it means for the survival of the species.


We walked along the wooden pathway into the rainforest toward the observation deck from which we would see the orangutans.


Spotted: the Bornean sun bear, the smallest in the world. Sepilok is also home to the Bornean Sun Bear Conservation Centre.


As the SORC is now a well-known destination for locals and tourists alike, the observation deck is often crowded with visitors. Unfortunately this means that there will be people on the deck who fail to respect basic rules - keep silent, as noise will discourage the orangutans from showing up for their food - and observe propriety. There were people pushing strollers with screaming babies (no doubt crying from the discomfort of the heat and humidity) and out-of-control children shrieking and whirling like devishes. Babies will cry, children will be children, but what struck me as especially awful were the adults - why would you bring your babies here and risk exposing them to mosquitoes and catching something? And, if you're going to bring your children for God's sake control them, or don't breed! Some of the adults themselves had less manners than monkeys - indeed, the orangutans are far more graceful than some of the visitors - and can't control themselves, stampeding like elephants after every single movement in the trees with GoPros on sticks and shouting to get the orangutans attention. Seriously? They're the real apes.

(Faces blurred because I respect the privacy of people who will be inevitably photographed when I take photos of public scenes, not because they were being offensive in any way)

Henry and I took our positions - as quietly as possible, I must add, I was hesitant to even cough! - and had an unobstructed view of the platform from which the orangutans would receive their twice-daily meals.




Henry had a telephoto lens while I only have prime lenses - the 85mm 1.8 (for portraits) and my wide-angle 24mm 2.8 (for landscapes).


A keeper arrives with a basket of fruit and tips the lot out on the deck. On the first occasion (at 10am) he was followed closely behind by the smallest, most adorable young orangutan who clambered up the stairs after him and tucked in to the feast all by himself. On our second visit, at 3pm, the observation deck was far quieter (thankfully) and we all held our breath, the silence occasionally punctuated with a hornbill call and the faintest pitter patter of a giant black squirrel scurrying from tree to tree...

...then we heard a sound of branches crashing into each other and leaves rustling.

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

A flash of orange as an orangutan glided from tree to tree, in that graceful mid-air ballet that they are so skilled at.

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

He/she was soon joined by another.

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

...mere minutes later, a third orangutan arrived at the banana buffet.

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Having observed these three happy fellows sitting down to lunch, Henry and I left them to it and adjourned to the orangutan nursey. From behind the safety of a glass wall - a feature for the orangutans safety as much as ours, as baby orangutans are susceptible to catching human diseases - we saw the orphans gambol about; wrestling, play fighting, teasing - as innocently and as carefree as all baby animals should.

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored
Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental
Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored
Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental
Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored
Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental
I felt incredibly privileged to witness this mother nursing her baby! A rare sight, this orangutan herself was rescued by SORC and became a mother, bringing her little one here - a monkey daycare of sorts.

It was all very lovely to see these beautiful primates so well cared for and looked after. Yet, although I was in their natural habitat, it was still after all on 'human terms' - the orphaned orangutans in the nursery weren't there out of choice, and while the ones who showed up for a free meal came of their own volition; I desperately wanted to spot one roaming wild.

Then we left, walking through the rainforest, and looked up to see this critter just hangin', like the king of the swingers, oh, the jungle VIP

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored
Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental

Excited at his first 'truly wild' and unexpected encounter with an orangutan, Henry fired away!

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored
Photo by Henry. Instagram: @regi_mental
...and came away with this incredible shot of the aloof orangutan peering over his shoulder at us before he dashed away into the thick of the rainforest. Henry felt incredibly rewarded for his efforts and patience as a wildlife photographer - having endured heat and humidity (also frustratingly boorish visitors who scared off the orangutans with their noise) - to get this shot of a rare and noble creature who had no intention of putting on a display for anyone, yet was captured on camera in a rare, fleeting moment.

Ending my blog post with this hilarious photo...

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre Borneo Posh, Broke, & Bored

...a young orangutans escaped from the nursery and ran over to the cafeteria where she tried to steal bottles of water and snacks from the visitors. The staff: "Come along now, sweetie" while the orangutan pouted like a child: "NO! I want to play with the bald, ugly, two-legged monkeys! (humans)" It was so endearing to see her being led away gently like a petulant kid being taken home by their parents haha.

It is amazing that after all the trauma the orphans suffered as babies that they can bring themselves to trust humans again - to let people care for them, teach them, tell them off when they've been naughty, and take them away when they've caused trouble. More than just a place to rescue and rehabilitate orphaned orangutans, the Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre educates the public about the orangutan and creates a sanctuary to minimize the impact of deforestation on their natural habitat as well as rescue them from becoming victims of the illegal pet trade. The SORC works tirelessly towards this noble and very expensive cause, often on limited funds. There are a few ways to help; volunteering to work at Sepilok (although I am told the waiting list is very long, up to 3 years), donating via the Orangutan Appeal UK (who are authorised to work on behalf of the SORC), and adopting a baby orangutan.

If you are a lover of wildlife, conservation, or just curious about these endangered creatures and happen to be passing through the area, I highly recommend a visit to Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre. Henry and I flew from Kota Kinabalu to Sandakan, but there are direct flights from Kuala Lumpur to Sandakan (we flew with Air Asia). From Sandakan airport, most taxis will take you to Sepilok for RM30 (about £6). Entrance fees are RM30 for non-Malaysians and RM5 for Malaysians. If you're using a camera (DSLR, compact, smartphone, camcorder etc) you need to buy a camera pass at the ticketing counter for RM10 per camera. Feeding times are at 10am and 3pm daily - for more information you can check out the Sabah Tourism website. My last tips to you are; go for the afternoon feeding (it is less crowded, less noisy, and you have a better chance at seeing more orangutans), cover up to spare yourself from the mosquitoes; and dress in loose, light clothes to handle the humidity of the Bornean rainforests. x

Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Centre | Sepilok Forest Reserve, 90000 Sandakan, Sabah.

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Serendipity: How I Got the Olympus Pen I Wanted But Don't Need

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I must have been a real saint in my past life judging by all the good karma that comes my way, or at least the serendipity I’m blessed with in the way of being gifted the objects I desire. Such was the case with Jumbo (my SUV) and both my new iPhone 6s (one for London and one for Kuala Lumpur), and so it is with the camera I was lusting over - the Olympus Pen E-PL7.
Let it be known that I’ve never denied that looks are important to me - why can’t you have style and substance? - when it comes to my cameras. Case studies: I paid extra for the Titanium limited edition of the Leica D-Lux 5 because I liked the smokey grey body. I buy camera bag inserts so I can use my designer handbags instead of ugly camera bags. And, I wanted the new Olympus Pen only because it comes in the most pleasing colour combination of white and taupe (or is that blush?). I was struggling with whether to get one for myself when I had just bought a camera that does exactly what the Olympus Pen can - my trusty Lumix GF6. The thing is, when I bought my Lumix I had the option of black or white and grey. After a good half hour of boring the camera shop staff to death with my hmms and ahhs I picked the black because its matte body was less scratch-prone than the glossy white version. I was always a bit sore about that choice - why do camera manufacturers make glossy bodies for micro four thirds? They look cheap and you just know that they’re going to get scratched up after a few months of use. 



My Lumix GF6 is an exceptional Micro 4/3 camera and has everything: a swivel screen for selfies, touch screen, interchangeable lenses, and compact size. Everything, that is, except for the perfect white and taupe matte body. Then I saw bloggers being loaned the Olympus Pen E-PL7 and all their reviews were glowing which I thought was too good to be true. I’ve had blogger friends in Asia review a previous incarnation of the Olympus Pen and confided that they were paid to rave about the camera like it was the best thing since sliced bread, although they thought it was ‘just alright'. A couple of my contacts in the British blogosphere didn’t suggest that this was also the case with the new Olympus Pen blogger campaign, but did suggest that some of the European bloggers who received it might be a bit generous with their opinion - swayed as they were by the aesthetics of the camera (mostly the selfie-friendly swivel screen). So, just like me then!

TL;DR: I wanted the Olympus Pen just because it looks pretty not because it was a significant improvement over my Lumix GF6. It seemed like a waste of money to buy a new camera just for looks when I already had a perfectly good one that performed just as well.

Fast forward a year or more later. It was Friday, 27th March 2015 and I had a few social commitments in Kuala Lumpur: Tropicana Corporation had flown me down to K.L for the Global Launch of The Residences, I was attending Nuffnang 8irthday, my presence was requested at the F1 Malaysian Grand Prix Gala Ball etc.bla bla bla. I went to charge my Canon 600D (my ‘serious’ camera which I use for blogging) and my Lumix GF6 (which I use for events as my 600D won’t fit in a clutch). 

Then my face fell.

I’d left my Canon battery AND my Lumix charger in London!!!

It was nearly midnight, the shops were closed, and I had two events first thing next morning!

This is the part where I screamed.

Then my mother nonchalantly saunters into my room with a box. “Hey sweetie pie, I got gifted this camera for my birthday but I don’t know how to use it…do you want to borrow it?”

It was the Olympus Pen E-PL7. In white and taupe. The very one I lusted over a year ago.

*heart eyes*

Funny how things always come full circle for me, eh?


As of today I've used the Olympus Pen E-PL7 twice (both at events): at Nuffnang's 8th Birthday Party and at the Global Launch of Tropicana The Residences. So far, so decent - while I find the Olympus Pen handles a bit more 'flimsily' and temperamental than the Lumix GF6 this could be because I'm not used to a new camera. Though as far as looks go the Olympus Pen is a winner! I might just keep the Pen, get a portrait lens for it, and take it out for a proper spin over a week before doing a review of how it compares to the Lumix GF6. What do you think; should I return the Olympus Pen to mummy or should I keep it, try it out in the name of journalistic intent (cough) and do an independent review of the camera? 

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Photos 1 & 2 by Cathrine Heienberg, photo 3 by Atosa Nikkhah, photo 4 by Style Of Two, photo 5 by Kayla Seah, and photo 6 by Lucy Angel. No photos of the camera by myself because duh, I have no other way of using my other cameras...hence why I even have the Olympus Pen in the first place. *chortle*

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