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My name is Widya
I have the confidence of a grapefruit
I hate getting my toes wet
I like using toilet paper till there are enough squares to not be liable for changing the roll

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So we ventured a bit further than usual, to have croissants and coffee for brunch.

My $28 jelly loafers. They are gold. They sparkle. And they are comfortable as fck.

Oh the French. What a sense of humour.

After spilling coffee all over my pants while I was trying to look all chi-chi, we took off further down the road and chanced upon We Need A Hero. A new barber shop under the Spa Espirit Group (they own Tiong Bahru Bakery)

Chic modern interiors, a mix of Clint Eastwood and Thom Browne. For $75, you get a makeover by the chief barber (Janice - she’s amazing!) and complimentary coffee from T Bahru Bakery

I can feel myself falling for T Bahru’s old school charm. Somebody please stop me.

Oh, and a photo of the amazing salad we made for lunch. Who knew truffle oil would go well with a shrimp and avocado salad?

conflictingheart:

“My mother boils seawater. It sits all afternoon simmering on the stovetop, almost two gallons in a big soup pot. The windows steam up and the house smells like a storm. In the evening, a crust of salt is all that’s left at the bottom of the pot. My mother scrapes it out with a spoon. We each lick a fingertip and dip them in the salt and it’s softer than you’d think, less like sand and more like snow. We lay our fingertips on our tongues, right in the middle. It tastes like salt but like something else, too—wide, and dark. It tastes like drowning, or like falling asleep on the shore and only waking up when the tide has come up to your feet and you wonder if you’d gone on sleeping, would you have sunk?”

The Alchemy: Salt from Water

(Source: luminoussea)

To judge a man by his weakest link or deed is like judging the power of the ocean by one wave.

Elvis Presley  (via opus-17)