Macau

Caught Zaia, the Cirque du Soleil show for The Venetian Macao. Absolutely loved the dream like theme in comparison to KA which was fiery, exciting, just more of everything. While my jaw was at my feet, I recall thinking who conjures up productions of this nature. Must be one hell of a creative. Astronauts floating across the street, fire twirling acrobats who have no bones in their body and can probably fit themselves into a soft drink can.

A-freaking-mazing. Other than that little nugget, Macau is sad. We were leaning on the third level railings of MGM Grand Casino when we are barked at by security. Turns out, people tend to hurl themself off buildings, railings after losing their life’s possessions to gambling. According to the marketing lady we spoke to at The Venetian, there’s a suicide a day. Not uncommon. I couldn’t imagine working here, I reckon I’d go batshit crazy. Imagine living on Sentosa. Well, it’s a ferry away from Hong Kong where tons of shopping, night life etc.  This is what Singapore wants for her island – a casino.

A moment in HK

It feels strange being in HK. Having spent all morning trying to find the restraint not to call him, I realise that I deleted his numbers with exception of his CH mobile a while ago.

What a woman can tell with someone’s voice. It was extremely telling. Like the others, I chose to walk away.

I really have to learn to stick around.

Labels & Love.

In every lady’s life, there will come a time where she needs  to dig in her Choos, and decide if she truly needs a third Chloé in her wardrobe.

Chloé Paddington in Anthracite still is ze perfect first date bag – deceptively spacious, gorgeous shade of silver and fancy enough for Iggy’s on a Saturday night.

Chloé Edith in Whiskey assists me in my façade as “I’m a career woman, hear me rawr!”

What is missing is a combination of both, a perfect marriage of classic elegance and woefully unrealistic fashion. Herein lies my problem.

Over the last couple years, a series of flight mishaps has caused me to be exceptionally early for the red eye. While waiting for the gate to open, I was drawn by hypnotic and sweet sirens from the House of Chloé