The receptionist who swipes my card every Sunday morning at the gym is an absolute babe. I also usually prefer not to be accused of male objectification, so instead of unleashing adjectives about his jawline, smile, physique & general studliness, I'll hold my tongue now & you can just imagine said babe-ness for yourself.

Mmm.

Last night, I was Min's date to lovely Irene's fairytale themed 21st. After a rigorous toss-up between Little Red Riding Hood and Cinderella, I came to the realisation that I owned no such red-cape & the only resemblance I had to Cinderella was the tendency to lose glass slippers, if by 'glass slippers' we mean my parents' hope in having decent offspring, my car keys & the attention span of my readers. So naturally I came to the conclusion that bestiality isn't so looked down upon these days, & thus I decided to go as Puss in Boots. The beautiful Min & I below:


In the following pictures, you will see me in the presence of my favourite ethnics, Min & I sharedly slow-dancing with Max to Westlife songs, & Queenie's boobies covered by a giant heart. (Why giant heart & not a giant squid, you may ask? Because a giant squid is not nearly as appropriate for the title of 'Queen of Hearts! DUH!')





...& this is my cue to leave!

Posted in: babyporridge, bigxminh, gym receptionist, nikki malvar, picturepost, themed 21st on Sunday, April 26, 2009 at at 5:28 PM 3 comments