Friday, April 22, 2011

The BIG Week

I think this has been the biggest week of my life.

After four years of study I graduated from uni, after two years at Cleo I embarked in exchange for bigger and better things at News Digital Media, I left by 21 year old self behind and moved into the big scary seat of being 22 and I planned and helped organise Cleo Bachelor of the Year.

On top of that, I attempted to teach someone new how to do my job in two weeks (a hard feat in itself plus add the party planning, days off for graduation and doing your normal tasks). Insane.

And now on Good Friday, I rest. Last night I slept for 14 hours. A completely exhausting but thrilling last week.

It all began last Thursday when I turned 22. I had an insanely busy day but managed to pop out with Chinny, Lohie, Belle, Fishy, Swifty and Yay for a quick lunch play date. Then my office gorged on an amazing fruit platter in the afternoon and I was presented with 18 amazing pink roses. Dinner at Sushi Choo with Meredith and buying a LBD for Bachelor completed the night. Add in a Frankie subscription and an amazing card from my future boyfriend, Bill Ransic and the day was complete.

Saturday, we all celebrated with drinks at Dr Pong and dancing at The Forbes. There is nothing better than bringing your friends from all different parts of your life and seeing them hit it off. The fact that they have you in common is enough to spur conversation. Belle proved to be the pro at Ping Pong and all the boys were equally intimidated. Coco Pops for breakfast. Best way to hit a hangover on the head the next morning.

I never though I would have one of THOSE moments. You know those moments that characters have in movies when they talk to themselves. Well, I didn't speak out loud, but when I was lining up back stage to received my degree I stopped still. It was just a "wow, you deserve this, soak it in" moment. How many times do you graduate from university and have your parents beaming in the crowd?

And of course, Meredith was shocked when I said I was more excited about Cleo Bachelor than my graduation. The thing about organising something like this, is that it literally starts six months before. Locking in the sponsors, selecting the venue, organising the guest list. The only way to describe it is manic. And it's not like it's your ONLY task. It's on top of EVERYTHING else that you do. But you know what, when you show up on the night and everything runs so smoothly that you can't stop smiling, it's worth all the stress, late nights and back pain (from hauling goodie bags).

To top it off, I love that the winner (Eamon Sullivan) was as humble as pie. A true sweetie. And who could forget the second runner up, Paul "Crazy Eyes" Verhoeven.

Coming in at 11am on your last day. Amazing. Just chilling, eating noodles for lunch with ya BFF and then attending your final book meeting. Knowing I never have to put that book together again is both sad and a relief. More flowers, a Marc Jacobs bracelet and an awesome dumpling date with ma ladies topped off the day. Farewell Cleo.

On to the next chapter. 5 days off. Shopping at Zara this weekend. job!

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Am I sushi-sessed?

So it's easy to find sushi in the city. They sell it on every corner, in train stations and each food court has at least threee places to get your nori roll and edamame fix.

Finding AMAZING sushi in the city can prove to be difficult. You find places that are hidden gems and are super delicious. But then something inevitable happens. They become super popular, their heads get too big and down goes the quality.

Some of the coordinators are fans of Sakura. Personally, I think it's  bit exxy and overrated. However, if the ladies wanna eat here, who am I to turn down great company?

Now the sushi place next to David Jones is heaven. How bad is it that I go there probably 3 times a week and I don't know what it's called? Meredith and I discovered this place and it's super delicious. I would recommend the chicken teriyaki roll, the tuna and avocado set or the agedashi tofu.

That said, a pretty super thing happened last week. The chicks at work started talking about a new sushi place. This new sushi place, they said, is extremely yummy and all the plates are $3. Score. I had to try it. And yes, last week I went there 3 times and ahhhhhhh-mazing. Try the chicken schnitty roll or the salmon there is so fresh it melts in your mouth. Check it out - Sushi Hotaru in the Galeries Victoria. 

I've even gotten Belle to be a seasoned sushi eater. Not a fan of the seaweed, she is still a super great sport and loves the sushi train as much as the next person.

I think I am sushi-sessed!


I've previously mentioned my obsession with nail polish. Lately however, I have made a move from the plums, reds and pinks to beiges, tans and browns. I am not sure if this is just a phase or a sign that gasp! I'm becoming more mature with my choices. Or at least more conservative.

There is a plus side to the neutrals. When they chip, they don't look as awful as half a red nail that you have peeled off in boredom on the train. And of course, they match with all sorts of outfits. I'm no OCD here (trust me, you should see my room) but I like things to match!

Speaking of matching, I'm talking about clothing. I know colour blocking is all the rage but still nothing is worse than blue and green together (remember the song "blue and green should never be seen without a colour in between") or for that matter, pink and red.

Rock the stripes with patterns, lace with florals and leather with suede but beware of the fashion trends that scream "I'm too cool for school."

No matter how cool you may think it looks, your children will mock you in future years when they see said photos.

Today I am wearing San-Tan-Tonio by O.P.I.

Someone Like You

The power of music is often overwhelming and for me, nothing is more touching that when a song hits home for you and it reminds you of all that you love/miss/want/need/desire.

James Corden hosted the Brit Awards earlier this year and introduced Adele (we all know her from her hit 'Chasing Pavements').

Corden describes it so well when he says the following about Adele's song 'Someone Like You'.

"There is nothing quite like the feeling when you are listening to a song written by someone you don't know, who you've never met, who somehow manages to describe exactly how you felt at a particular moment in your life. If you've every had a broken heart, you are about to remember it now."