MNG jeans

Before skinny jeans happened, there were slim bootcut Mango jeans in midnight blue. I owned a pair of them since a decade ago.

Today, I’m wearing these jeans again with a black cotton shirt that’s recklessly (un)buttoned. I hear Timberlake’s Bringing Sexy Back streaming through. Wow*

I’m looking at my jeans, now faded to an everyman blue. The creases, scruffs, flecks of paint, fraying seams & cuffs, generated by age, not acid-wash or chemical interference.

The denim has remembered my contours better than any lover and it is a snug embrace. The comfortable fit sets me thinking about the people I treasure.

Eye, eye, ma’am!

It’s been 17 hours since

I curled my skinny long lashes with Shu Uemura’s eye lash curler

and applied the ZA Cutie Curl Long Lash mascara

on my lashes.

And I am amazed that my lashes still have the coquettish up-flip to them.

~Flutter on, lashies, flutter on~

M.A.C. is my new girlphren

Last night, I brushed my teeth and made out with my laptop, then fell asleep.

This morning, Low & B.Hole… there’s still concealer on my eyebags… Goodness, this goop can sure stick to the right places!

Fast facts

Hardware: M.A.C. concealer.

I’m using NW30 to match my macchiato skin.

Pro: Hanis at Tangs will do a good job of recommending shades.

p.s. Yup, I actually forgot to wash my face after brushing my teeth lah…