Wanted a pink blush, so I went out and bought this Clinique Cheek Pop blusher in Plum Pop shade.
Here's my review of it.

Dear Ex,

How have you been? It's been a long time since we last spoke. I can't remember the place and time we crossed eyes, the exact details were vague. Perhaps the sense of nostalgia that encapsulated me in your presence blurred the details.

Remember you told me I'd be fine when we ended? You lied.
Or so I thought for the first five years.

Life has been good to me of late. It has not been kind all the while, but I got by. Time and space heal. And tragedies became nightmares with time, hardships moulded me, I'm not the same person I once was when you last knew me.

Do I miss you? Yes and no. I thought less and less of you with each passing year. For a long time I never believed it was possible, but it happened. Each grand event that occurred in my life with your absence melted the pain away, gradually, but eventually.

Am I happy with who I have become over the years? Did coming out of hardships made me a better person? I'm not sure. I miss the youth and innocence I once had with you, loving with an intense ferocity, carelessness, and naivety was bliss I could never possess again. But it wasn't you who caused that, no. If not by you, then by someone else surely. Life has a way to teach you to grow up regardless of time and place and people; it can happen when you are 20, 40, or 80. So don't worry, I don't blame you, not anymore.

The good times will stay with me. It'll always be a token in my heart, like a love letter in a box I kept underneath the bed which I would stumbled across on an uneventful day. Something for me to reminisce once in a blue moon, a reminder that I was once deeply loved and loved deeply.

I won't thank you for the love we once had. Just as I won't hate you for the pain you've caused. I am, however, grateful that it has happened. Some people never for once experience the kind of fearless, irrational, unconditional, wrenching love in their life; for that I will always treasure.

I don't need to know how you are, what you have done lately, or if you are well. I hope you are well, for your sake if nothing else. And if life has been difficult, I send my blessings. Nothing more.

Goodbye for now. I'll see you again, perhaps in my next stumble on the box underneath the bed.

regards,
Just A Stranger

Diamonds and afternoon teas. Sounds like the perfect love affair to me.





When I was invited to have afternoon teas at the Ritz to look at diamonds, I couldn't refuse.

It was an afternoon learning looking at the trademark 81-facet cut diamonds by SK Jewellery, called the ALLOVE diamond. While traditional diamonds usually go by 57-facet cut, the ALLOVE diamond gains more reflective advantages, thus resulting in a brighter, shinier diamond. Under the loupe, you see 10 symmetrical hearts and arrows at the top and bottom of the diamonds respectively.

After having my fill of camomile tea and scones with cream and jams, I waltzed over to the diamonds (naturally) to stare at the gorgeous display of diamond rings and necklaces. Now I'm not a person who wears fine jewellery, but I do enjoy looking at them, simply because, and this was unknown to most of my peers, I used to work in the jewellery industry. I remember the days of walking through jewellery conventions in Bangkok and Hong Kong, staring at diamonds, gems and gold day in day out. Something about these stones fascinated me endlessly.

There was a statement necklace which was not available for our viewing that day, called The Light of Life necklace, boasting over 6000 diamonds and cost more than RM3 million. Here's a image of it I sourced from the net.


























My two sheets of 0.2g gold that I got to bring home with me.