i finally had my first lychee martini in months, that was from winebar. it was scrumptious. goodness. was over at zouk today checking out flea&easy, and realised i have always been visiting fleas in tshirts and shorts and birks/ flip flops; dressing to the possibly-crazily crowded and warm vibe. instead, every single time i am vising the flea market over at zouk, i see kids cladded in their best suits/ oufits. and these people just park themselves around the facility. not shopping not nothing. pehaps, they look just too fucking good to be digging through other man's second hands/ thrash. cut the perhaps. they really look too good and snotty to be bloody buying second hands. so why be bloody there in the first place, and be ordering a cup of fizzy juice? not there to be flea-ing. not there to be drinking. what could they possibly be doing there? broad-daylight pickups, i guess.
nonetheless, todays flea was quite a disappointment. hardly had any good find for being there at 5pm in the afternoon. ended up having a beef burger(that everyone claims tastes like ramli burger) from shawn's colleague's mom who had a stall there, not forgetting my delicious martini.
i was supposed to have photos. but i left my camera in shawn's glove box.
apart from flea-marketting, i paid House@Dempsey a visit last friday. there was an event. shawn was cordinally invited to his colleagues party, TRUSTFUN x BLACKMARKET = THE NEW BLACK. had some drinks on the house before visiting Jones the Grocer, which we managed to pick up something sweet for a party next weekend.
alright, enough of ranting, complains and blah blah... 9 minutes to midnight.
i hope your weekend was equally as rad.
