Sunday = Shelly's Day
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Dearest Shelly touched down in Sg on Sunday morning & we met up on that very evening, with an objective to get her evening dresses for Celine's wedding.
No doubt Wy has and always will be the late Queen; she lived up to her title once again that day by turning up 2 hours later than our meeting time. Redbull & I were at the losing ends due to our punctuality but Shelly spared us the agony by not showing up as late as the Late Queen did.
Wisma > Ion > Taka > Marina Square where she finally got her 2 dresses that spell feminism at Daniel Yam. Upon making her payment at the cashier, Shelly blurted out a question innocently to the cashier that turned all of us into laughing monsters. "Are you Daniel Yam?" The cashier is a WOMAN!!! I was the last man standing, laughing about this! I really can't figure out what's going through Shelly's mind, even after all these years.
You know that moment when you saw a piece of clothing & you just feel like it's meant to be? That was what I felt when my eyes caught that male's informal blazer in G2000. I knew Redbull has got to be its owner. Redbull & I had zero intention on buying his clothes for the wedding dinners, but stepping into G2000 on a random note turned the situation around. It isn't the most impressively sauve & stylish looking blazer, however, it doesn't have be that perfect piece of blazer for Redbull & I to be mesmerized by it.
Vivo's Marche settled our dinner for that night. I'm not a fan of Marche's, only its desserts can be my sole preference if I'm to come up with one. Had bread & butter pudding accompanied with a bowl of tepid rich mushroom soup.




Had a great meet up with Shell and I'm all geared up for tomorrow, where we would be flying over to Alor Setar & KL for Celine's wedding.
