These days a wedding cake simply doesn’t, pardon the pun, cut it. You need an avalanche of incredibly cute cupcakes to start a wedding dinner on a (very) sweet note. Quite brilliant as I often complained of not getting a piece of the wedding cake.
More on me baby brother’s wedding later. Am still recuperating from all the feasting.
I hail from a little red dot on the South China Sea call Singapore (don’t bother taking out your world map, you probably wouldn’t find it anyway). Am an extroverted introvert and notorious for nothing and everything. I often suffer from logorrhea so please do not take what I say too seriously. In fact do not take what I say seriously at all. Life is too much of serious as it is.
This blog is about the little splices of my life with the D-man, our furries, family and crazy friends. I hope you’ll drop by often to say hi, because this website is blessed with magical powers that gives you 48 hours of good luck everytime you visit.
Ok not really but I’ll like to see you sometime anyway.
Love,
C-gal