I DIED ON PAGE 61 OF ELLE SINGAPORE!

THIS IS TECHNO POPE BOBO SPEAKING! I HEREBY ORDER, WITH THE POWER INVESTED IN ME BY THE TECHNO CHURCH, EVERYONE TO IMMEDIATELY SHUT DOWN THEIR COMPUTERS AND THROW THEM INTO A FIRE.

Oh wait... then you wouldn't be able to read this blog post. OKAY NEVERMIND scratch that!

Anyways, wondering why I haven't been posting for the last few days? HMM? Wondering why your 5 minutes toilet entertainment (a.k.a my blog) hasn't been updated for like the past 2 days?! MY DESKTOP IS POSSESSED AND EXPLODED that's why! I kid you not! Whenever I switch that thing on, it starts screeching like some crazed Siren who got down with a voicebox infection! And then it pauses... and just when I think that the madness is over, it starts screeching again! And no matter what I do, the damn thing won't start up! It just sits there and screech. I guess this is God punishing me for screaming out his names so many times for stoopid things. He must use the internet and read my blog then! Whoopie!

ARGH! Which means that I'm currently blogging on my laptop, which I hate very much because all my information is on my desktop (my 200 pages worth of unorganised bookmarks, my 2000 pictures of Lady Gaga, and 10 000 pictures of bunnies random other fashion thingamajigs! AND MY IMOGEN HEAP/COLDPLAY/GAGA SONGS!!!) But I guess these kinda shit happens and we have to make use of what we got right?

And it hasn't been ALL that bad these past 2 days... especially yesterday. Hee hee.

Want to know why?

I GOT THE MAY ISSUE OF ELLE SINGAPORE!

AND GUESS WHO'S ON THE 61ST PAGE PEOPLE?!

AHMAHGOSH!

Oh boy... They threw in my skewl. *Ignore that if you can please...* Does this mean that I should stop saying splendiferous stuff about my splendiferous school which cares so much about it's image in the eyes of the public.

Hmm.

NEH!

This is absolutely insane!!! I can't believe that just 4 months after starting this still-very-humble fashion blog, I'M MENTIONED IN ELLE SINGAPORE!

AHH!!! This is crayfish crayzy! And they compared me to TAVI?! Hellow? I'm no Tavi! God that's insane! No where even near her genius-ness! There can only be 1 Weetzie Bat (Tavi loves Weetzie Bat) in the fa-fa-fashion world!

And I can't believe they threw in those stuff I wrote in my "About Me" section of my blog! HAHAHA! 

"dreams of having lunch with Lady Gaga and dancing to Bad Romance with her. And Daphne Guinness. And Anna Piaggi. And Anna Wintour."

HAHAHAHAHA! Okay... that sounds really really dumb when it comes out in a magazine... but who cares right?! I do want to dance with them all! I'm not sure if Anna Wintour will get down and boogy though! But as long as I don't do the cha-cha or some funky latin dance which involves complicating footsteps with Daphne Guinness while she's wearing those 12-inch McQueen armadillos, I'M COOL!

And I won't even touch on the picture in there because... yeah I look pretty retarded. HEY C'MON it was during that retarded dress-up time when we were all high on oxygen or something... and then I was thinking about something and she just snapped the camera. And I just sent all of it to ELLE... So... yeah! DEAL WITH MY UNGLAM-NESS!

Hahaha this is SO COOL! Ohman... I'm in the pages of ELLE Singapore! Just cause of this little outlet for my delusional ramblings on steroids! CRAZY! 

Well this is all thanks to you guys of course! My awesome possum we're-bored-in-the-toilet-so-let's-read-your-blog-on-our-iPads READERS!

AHH STILL CAN'T BELIEVE I'M IN ELLE SINGAPORE! Thanks so much Sharon!

I DIE!

But the awesome-ness of the day didn't end there! OH NO! Not even after I died.

I GOT THE MCQUEEN HOMAGE BY L'OFFICIEL AS WELL!

153 pages, 1000 images chronicling McQueen's life in fashion, from his time at Givenchy to his lateest shows!

Meaning I finally get to see McQueen's pre-Y2K shows which the internet has so conveniently left out!

 Including his Haute Couture shows for Givenchy!

Seeing the Maestro in the realm of Haute Couture

I HAVE GONE TO HEAVEN!

Fashion sauce: ELLE Singapore, L'Officiel