Chic Confessions

Posh Totty Goes to Work

2004-12-22T17:39:00.000+08:00

Yeah, yeah I'm back after a long hiatus.Reason being : I was for two whole weeks, hubby's glorified machai.

Hubby had a huge event coming up (thank God that's over now!) and who's best to make use of other than your own wife right?After all, you save from paying all those recruiting agencies the euiqvalent of 100% of a month's salary.

I was in charge of the administration side and the running of the office. I was overqualified for the job,but surprisingly, I enjoyed myself. I was kind of getting bored with scheduling my manicure & pedicure all the time, so doing some office work was really nice.

However, I have had unpleasant encounters with some quarters throughout my tenure at the office. You see, I was responsible for scheduling appointments for hubby & his partner. So being professional and all, I called these ppl up and said,"Hello, I am xxxx calling from Mr xxx's office...etc..etc.."

You wouldn't believe how these little PAs/secretaries/executives behave themselves over the phone. Just because you start of being "somebody from Mr xxx's office..." they start being all high and mighty with you. I tested it for 2 days, posing as hubby's little sexytary over the phone and yup, they are horrible to you when you're just a secretary. I mean hello??They are PAs/secretaries/execs themselves.Why the need to sound like that?

It gets worse when you request for the executive in charge. Read it : EXECUTIVE. No,no not the Boss himself but the executive. They too sound extremely pompous because they think they're speaking to a secretary.

How rude, I thought!By the 3rd day, I was losing my patience. And armed with my British Accent I returned their calls to say tell them that my boss won't be available in the next few days. Kesian jugak.The first two that I spoke to kept asking me to repeat myself and the others were politer to me compared to our previous tele-conversations.

I don't know la what's wrong with our society. Your designation does not define the person that you are.....or does it?Do you think that only MDs & EDs deserve respect?I beg to differ.

My Favourite Things

2004-12-14T17:46:00.000+08:00

Sorry for the loooong silence. Been busy shopping for Christmas. Got myself three pairs of shoes. Blue,white and one with diamante. Nice!

Anyway, I thot I'd recommend you guys some of my fave things in KL.

Salmon Quiche - Lemon Garden 2 Go
Salmon Pizza - Chinoz KLCC
Kung Pao Chicken - CPK
Strawberry Shortcake - Bakerzin, Bangsar Village
Scones & Clotted Cream - Carcosa Seri Negara

The Other Man!

2004-12-01T19:59:00.000+08:00

Ok here we go. I officially hate my husband's best friend!I detested him before we got married, and now that we're man and wife, I cannot stand the sight, smell, shadow of him!

Let's call him M, for male shall we?M calls hubby at least twice a day to check on hubby's whereabouts. And I AM THE WIFE!!HELLO??

I do not check on hubby's whereabouts (well, err...I am guilty of checking on hubby using Maxis' "friend finder" sometimes, but I'm entitled to that as a wife!) and I trust him completely whenever he's away.

EXCEPT when he's with M. I've been told that M has cheated my hubby of a six figure sum of a business deal done a couple of years back. But does hubby believe that?No, as far as he is concerned, M walks on water.

Even when hubby wanted to propose to me, M was the one who dictated how, when and the other "wh-" questions.

Even when they wanted to decide on the hantaran, M wanted a say. My parents never told hubby's family how much they wanted fpr the dowry. It was up to hubby how much he wanted to give.

Of course M had an opinion on this. Also, he even discussed it with his wife before telling hubby how much it should be.

Thank God the ILs came to the rescue by telling hubby, look, we're giving RMx amount of hantaran and we hope you agree. Open to suggestion but firmly stating their amount. Hubby, being the obedient son for once, agreed.

When it came to my wedding dress(-es), M's wife told M to tell my hubby to tell me where to make my baju pengantin. At her tailor, of course. Can also make matching shoes for you. Hubby naturally, repeated the suggestion time and time again to me.

Sorry sikit. Even Radzuan Radziwill can make matching shoes for me. And that's where I headed.

I seem to have a diabolical expression on my face everytime M's name is mentioned. Even as I'm blogging right now, from the "friend friender" thingy I found out that hubby's at M's place.

Before I got married, my married girlfriends told me, "honey, don't worry about it, you can use sex as a weapon when you get married,". Well??Their advice doesn't seem to work.

Either that, or I'm not doing it right.

Oh well, none the matter. I'll just borrow hubby's chauffeur tomorrow and get myself ferried around in the S-class to a manicure and pedicure. Oh why not?While I'm at it, I'll throw in a massage as well. Bitch-fit solved (for now).

The Thinker

2004-12-01T19:52:00.000+08:00

Type 5: The Thinker. The perceptive, cerebral type.

That's me after my Enneagram Personality Test. Is that why I decided to have my own blog?Beause "I need to understand the world?". Hmmm...

On being married and staying single

2004-11-25T13:26:00.000+08:00

I attended a friend's wedding last weekend. It was her second, so the girls and I frenzily texted each other in between muches of kuih raya and lemang to discuss on what to get her. I suggested two pressies, one fo the bride and the other for her son. Well, it would be nice wouldn't it for the child to open the presents with mummy?

My single friends went to the wedding, happy for the bride but wondering why they're still single. Here they were, all successful but oh-so-single and here was the bride, walking down the aisle for the second time. It's so unfair!They said.

My response?"You're not missing anything, honey!".

I mean seriously, I gave up three career opportunities to marry my husband. I agreed to relocate and commute to KL on a weekly basis. I gave up everything I'm familiar with to be with this man. Of course he's wonderful and all but on hindsight, I would've probably gone for the job, get that bloody high pay and then, marry him.

Not that I'm unhappy being a tai-tai. Sure, it has its perks. I'm chauffeured around (in a national car but chauffeured nevertheless), I have two maids at my beck and call, and basically I have the time to do whatever I want.

But it does get lonely. There are not many tai-tais at my age. Everybody is running the rat race. I don't have any children yet. I'm not trying the "poor-little-rich-girl" here but I think being single does have its perks.

So singletons, don't fret on what you don't have. Most of you are young, pretty and successful. You've got nothing to lose and so much more to achieve in your careers. Don't race to the altar just yet, enjoy your single life and only settle down when you've met THE man. Not just any man, he has to be THE man. Trust me, above all you have to LIKE that person, it's just not the lovey-dovey stuff that makes a marriage work.

Of Moms And MILs

2004-11-24T15:39:00.000+08:00

I religiously read The Edge and the business sections of all major dailies. Was part of my job, and now that I'm a lady of leisure, I don't see why this habit should stop. (Esp now we have the battle between the Nasimuddin consortium and Syed Mokhtar for DRB-Hicom. I wake up every morning looking fwd to reading about this!)

Sorry, my entry today has nothing to do with the business section. Just that I spotted a name that I used to be familiar with.

This guy that I went out with...his dad is in some business deal. Tau lah korporat Malaysia these days seem so exciting compared to corporate dealings same time last year.

Terus teringat the time when I was invited to have dinner at his place and meet his mum & dad. I was nervous as hell. Being a nerd in school, I was never asked out on a date. Until I went to college and yup, he was the first guy ever to ask me out.

By that time I was no more the nerd laa. Dah comel sikit, I would like to think.

Anyway, arrived at his place. Warmly greeted by his dad. His mum?Well, I could say that she was appraising me from the start. So that was a bit uncomfortable.

Dinner came. Dinner went. Hardly touched my food as I was aware of his hawk-eyed mum. I mean I just wanted to tell her,"Relax!I'm not about to abduct your son and elope with him!". I was hardly 20!

Fruits and desserts were served soon after. I had lost any appetite I had for anything edible by then. His mum, upon seeing that I did not touch anything, reprimanded me for not eating fruits. Hmm...first time kena marah pergi rumah stranger.

So, the introduction was a total disaster. After that, something happened along the way and I no longer wanted to even look at him. I guess it was for the better kot.

I waited FOUR long (but extremely busy) years before I settled in a serious relationship. And I was so glad that I did. As with my patience, I met the most wonderful man any lady could as for. He was kind, attentive, loving, patient and just absolutely adored me.

But when the time came to meet his mum, I made up so many excuses. I was madly in love with him but I was still traumatised by what happened four years before. I didn't want this "perfect" man to be ruined by my meeting his mum.

Somehow, fate intervened and we "accidentally" (I still don't know to this day whether it was planned or not) bumped into his parents during one of our dinner dates.

And...I was pleasantly surprised!His mum is this absolutely lovable, tiny lady and his dad?Well, apart from looking absolutely garang, was very, very nice to me.

Fast forward to 2004, these two beings are now my MIL & FIL respectively. And yup, MIL is still the lovable lady she is (my friends say that she reminds them of Tun Dr Siti Hasmah, being lembut, motherly and all that) and FIL is still very, very nice to me.

I live with my ILs now and they're nothing like the nosey ILs you get on Astro Ria or Cerekarama. We have our own space and we're free to do what we like.

Sometimes I think I must've done something really, really good in my life to get all this. Or perhaps my ancestors did. Anyhow, Syukur Alhamdullilah.

Hari Raya and not a Mutha!

2004-11-23T18:28:00.000+08:00

As part of my role as a dutiful daughter-in-law, I stood (albeit looking lost) in between my IL's (in-laws) guests during the recent Hari Raya open house. You see, being elected as a rep for the ruling political party means that the ILs hold an open house for the rakyat jelata to come and meet with them and also get good food.

Being the latest addition to the family, I met some really excited (and I'm sure well meaning) kakaks and makciks coming up to me and saying..."Ohhh....ni yang pengantin baru tu kan?". After my customary confirmation nod, they'd come closer and.....

massage my tummy while saying, "Dah ada apa2 ke?". I didn't mind the first two groups of kakaks and makciks. But, when the third, fourth and the next group came along and did that, it was a bit much, don't ya think?

I just wanted to shout....,"Nooooo!!There's nothing there and until I can afford the wardrobe from Little Luxuries in Hartamas, I'm not ready to be a MOTHER!".

I'm sure other 2004 brides who have yet to conceive have been receiving that too. Tell me how you feel.

My First Entry

2004-11-23T18:08:00.000+08:00

hiya!I'm not sure how this thing works..I sorta thot it would be something like "dear diary..", but online with at least a thousand people who would be able to read it as opposed to keeping it under lock and key.

A little something about moi.

Recently got married. Happy to be a wife (didn't hurt that I got to leave my underpaying job either!) and a tai tai.

Well, I guess that'll be my first entry.