unbranded dress underneath, plaid tunic from shanghai, vintage nina ricci sling bag, random waist belt, sister's necklace, steve madden flats
My colorful hanger.
Hi. Hello. I'm back from my vacay. It was a great trip, more like siblings-bonding-trip because it was just the three of us--my sister, my younger bro, and moi. But am sorry for not posting pics directly and instead giving you pictures that my cousin took before I left hehehe...
The last days that I was in my vacation, I was quite homesick. I wanted to come home and sleep in my own bed and bathe in my own bathroom. I love my bathroom so much. Eh? Yeah. And of course, I miss all the people in my hometown. Not all. I mean, my loved ones; mommy daddy and friends.
Talking about a bathroom, there is no bathroom like home's. Yep, I tweeted that. Because it's TRUE. Even the bathrooms in five stars hotels, not as good as home. Don't you think so too? I think so too (okay, this doesn't make sense). But, as what Tika Panggabean once tweeted--and I don't remember the exact tweet, but here is the main point--the most comfortable place to poo is at home. That is so TRUE. I said true in capital twice. Cos it's TRUE. And sorry for talking disgusting matter over here, but I can't help it. Okay, five stars hotels' bathrooms are close to home's, but still... The worst part of traveling is when you get dirty bathrooms. That is so ew. And I'm a clean freak, so you guys must know how I feel about dirt. Because I hate dirt. Remember when I blogged about I always wash my hands at least five times a day and I don't jump to my bed wearing clothes from outside of my house? Yes, I still do that.
I also wear slippers at home and I wipe spoons and forks in the restaurants as well. You may call me freak, and I won't be mad because yeah, I'm a clean freak. I just said that, remember?
Sooo, next on my post, I promise, won't be about cleanliness. Hopefully about an adequate outfit post. Nyiehehehehe >:P
Okay that was a bad laugh.