I detest, loathe, hate Lunar New Year. Fine, so we get red packets and all, but the plasticity in the air is sheer idiocy. Not to mention the soppy shows they always air.

The only part I love about CNY is the shopping. Being the absolute Glamazon I am, I go for the understated this year, I went chic executive. I bought a random junk shirt off the rack (which I, must say, looks pretty, but heck, I don't have anythign to go with it), some cool cufflinks, and well.. yeah, i splayed the new year with my killer charms (Ugh, god, am I actually reading what i'm writing?)

It's been a long weekend out of camp for me. I can't wait for the 20 months to end. I can smell the dark, intoxicating odour of decadence slowly, but surely seeping into my veins. I can picture the freedom, the workload, the slavery to fashion... and I yearn for its addictive touch... I can;t wait...

Here are some pics by the way.. Some guy called Daryll asked for some, so there .. Aha
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cufflinks!!!!!!!!!
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Accursed's darkside uncovered at 1:33 AM