I Just Bought A Loo-Is-Wooi-Torn U'Know...LOL

Expensive brands usually come with one thing besides high prices and glamour, they're absurdly hard to pronounce!! LOL Well, mainly because a lot of them are in French, so people like us Asians obviously struggle to get the right pronounciation.
Here's a few brands I've managed to confirm and sharing how they should be pronounced:

HERMES - In French, it's pronounced as air-mess (don't forget to accentuate the R for 'air'), but often known as Her-mees (also acceptable)

L'OCCITANE - lox- ee- tahn

LOUIS VUITTON - louie-vee-thonk (s for Louis is silent)

SALVATORE FERRAGAMO - Most of us would have gotten this one right, it's sell-vah-toe-reh-fair-rah-gah-moe (again, don't forget the strong R)

ESTEE LAUDER - This one's pretty easy too, it's es-tay-loh-der

GUERLAIN - ger-lahn (ger as in GARY's gar, with a strong R)

These are just a few. Do share if you have any others LOL

Our Paths Remain Intertwined... (Part 1)

Let's call him Mr.E, my ex during high school. The thing that makes Mr.E special to me was, he was the first relationship that went so serious it involved my family, my closest sisters and every thing dear to my emotions.


We started off on the rough side. It was Form 2, and he was one of those notorious boys at school, who would occasionally prey on us, being the softies and sissies. I hated him at that point. Then one of my sisters became frens with him one day, much to our dismay. Anyway, one thing led to another, we too became frens, and sparks just flew around like fireworks.


I still remembered our very 1st kiss. We we at my house, and he was as usual being cheeky, fooling around, wrapping me in his arms. At one point eyes locked, and he asked "Can I kiss you...", we just did without needing my answer. That night I felt weird, I sort off gargled my mouth so long in the shower, as if I actually felt dirty, I couldn't believe I was lip-locking with a guy I used to hate so much. But I knew I'd always have a weak knee for cheeky, wild boys.

Right at dat point I was sort of starting another replationship with another boy, Mr. J. I quickly then used Mr.J as my distraction from Mr.E. I devoted all my attention to Mr.J and started avoiding Mr.E. I guess I just wasn't ready for such complications at only 14.More than a year passed, fate brought us back again. Soon I was with Mr.E, very much in love. Despite his ruthless reputation in school, despite his wild escapades on his crazy motor-cycle, he remained one of the most romantic man I've ever seen. He would make us candle-light dinners (with his mediocre cooking, grilled sausages and eggs). He would take me on his bike going off to ridiculous distances to nowhere, just us two on the bike, talking & laughing. He would jump out of the bed for no reason, performs his silly rituals like singing MC Hammer's Have You Seen Her to me. He sang to me all the time.

We were soon the talk of the town. It was such a small town, and people started. Even the teachers. Mr.E was just indifferent whether his doings are taken well by others. He would at times wrap me in his arms in the school canteen despite people looking, some even spotted us kissing in class. Yes we were that controversial. Even our parents were almost sure we were having a relationship. One day, we were in my room, in bed, you know what I mean. My mum decided to sneak behind the house to catch a peek from the windows into my room, to confirm her suspicion. And there we were, me half naked and him totally. My mum went berserk. She slammed her hands on the door, shouting for us to open it. We had no time, and no choice but to open the door, despite not fully clothed yet. It was out. Her son was actually having a relationship with another boy. Her son was gay.
Mr.E was asked to leave the house immediately. Dad came home, furious with this discovery. Mum continued showering her face with endless tears, blaming herself, for raising a child to become this. Then dad gave his final words "You either change, or you get out of this house, I will have no son like this."




-to be continued-

Ting-A-Ling-A-Ling...It's The Ting Tings

This is one of the more recent songs which is in my daily humming and must-listen-tracks in my car ride home after work, That's Not My Name by The Ting Tings.


It's just so cool. Their album contains tracks which are just like this song, similar to beats like Toni Basil's Mickey and The Knacks My Sharona. Their style and vocals remind us of the once popular girl-band The Shampoo.

A Pretty Delicious Bat....

The Dark Knight was without a doubt one of the better comic hero movies for me. Unlike the rest which heavily relied on stunts and special effects, this one actually has a credible plot, and it got us feeling for the characters. Besides Heath Ledger who closed his acting career with style & splendour as the ruthless Joker, we also have a pretty alluring Batman.

What I perhaps like about Christian Bale is the fact that he is not a typical beauty, plus he chooses challenging and unconventional roles to play. Take for instance his excellent portrayal of a chronic imsoniac in The Machinist, where he reduced himself by 60 pounds (27 kilos) by living on a crash diet of just apples and coffee. The outcome come was hauntingly convincing.

(Above : The transformation of Bale - 1st in The American Psycho and 2nd The Machinist)

Christian is manly by nature. Although his looks may fit better in villainous roles, he remains attractive. I particularly liked his looks in Harsh Times and The Prestige.

Christian is a Welsh-born English actor, in 1974. He will soon star as John Connor in Terminator Salvation. He started catching the eye of the public when he acted in Steven Spielberg's Empire Of The Sun when he was only 13.

Recently he's involved in a rather controversial negative publicity, where he's facing allegations that he assaulted his mother and sister at a London hotel. Read about it here.

Zac Efron vs David Beckham - Twinks vs Studs

Just came across this pic on Yahoo! The meeting of two guys often adored by millions of ladies and of course PLU's. Men alert!! Men alert!! Someone get the paramedics LOL

Zac Efron is only like 21 y.o. Teen idol successfully emerged from the movie High School Musical, Zac has been hailed as the biggest teen star in US right now by Newsweek. David Beckham on the other hand, sigh who doesn't know him, no need intro. He's 33, about 12 years older than Zac, yet, equally good looking, if not better. Obviously David has been photographed and desired much longer and on a much bigger scale compared to Zac.

His Emporio Armani's ads are simple eye candy...

(Above) This is my get-me-a-paramedic pic of him LOL

Fake pic of David LOL, not badly done eh....Now, let's move on to Zac for this battle of the hunks...

I can't deny he's very good looking indeed, but just too pretty a face for my liking...

(Below) He's definitely got the body. Hmm Zac, wat yer doin' there thee hee...

Fake pic of Zac..ermm....let's just use our imagination....So, my verdict, definitely David Beckham. Zac's too pretty-faced for me, but of course, still an eye candy. I used to rank David one of my Top 5 guys, until I heard him talk on TV. I was like "Eeeww...what a turn off!!" But I must say he's one of the most beautiful man photographed.

Finding Slumberland

This week is another one of those weeks I had to stay back late at office everyday. Been staying back until at least 9pm for the past 3 days, and looks like tomorrow will be no different. Work has been slightly on the crazy side these few months. At least one week in a month I'll have to go through this cycle. And the worst part is, trying to sleep at night. You come home all worn out, can't wait to go to bed and crash. Take a bath, watch some TV while eat some not-so-healthy dinner since it's rather late already (no time to prepare fulsome meals), do the usual beauty regime (facial care), put on the eye-massager and wait to doze off. And guess what, half an hour later you realize your mind is still running on a treadmill. All sorts of topics find their ways into your mind, forcefully. Try as hard as you can to push them aside, it just won't work.

This is the worst. No ability to take charge of your body system when you know without a question you are dead tired. Your mind just won't stop working. I've been getting this quite often lately, and it always happen during my weeks of staying back at work. It's pure torture. I need to find some ways to knock myself out in bed. Or change jobs.

More Cam Gigandet

From Mrs Phillippe's treasure chest, here's more of Cam Gigandet....

Just can't get enough of Cam...
We've blogged about Cam previously Article 1 & Article 2 . He will soon appear in the new vampire film Twilight, adapated from Stephanie Meyer's novel of the same title. He will again play the villain, after his delicious act as the baddie in Never Back Down.

I could gaze into his droopy eyes all day...

Mrs Phillippe Snaps Back

Being the trans in the closet at work has always been hard for me. My work is in the corporate world you see, unfortunately. Not that most people in the office have not figured out my sexuality yet, I'm sure they would have been talking/speculating/criticizing my personal life/sex preference behind me all this while, but I chose to keep quiet about it. I do not try (how silly it would be for me to) to cover up by telling lies about having GF or liking girls, gloating about straight guy's topics, or pretend to be straight acting too much, I just chose to keep quiet when it comes to personal or sensitive topics. And fair enough, they will never ask about it at work. Like I said, I'm pretty sure they'd figured it out themselves, without having me confessing or they asking. It has been hard like I said, but hey, I've been taking this for like 10 years ar least, so I'm pretty used to it by now.

Although my sexuality has never been topics we discuss at work, but I know I still become a victim of discrimination when it comes to assessing my capabilities in my work. I try my best to prove them wrong, but being effeminate definitely forced me to work twice as hard just to do that. Effeminate as we know has always been viewed as weak or less capable. I still manage to stay OK in this harsh reality of the corporate world, but I do get my moments of discrimination.

Like recently, I was in this meeting where there were two MCPs (male chauvinist pigs) in there. The topic about measuring customer satisfaction came up. When it comes to churning out the results for C-Sat and reporting them to all the bosses, I am the only PIC. They were talking about certain challenges they faced when it came to intepreting the C-Sat results due to some limitations of the way the C-Sat survey was designed. One of the pigs decided to take to the short cut and said "This survey is just not accurate lah, the design is a flaw from the beginning. I say we scrap this stupid survey lah. How lah Mrs Phillippe, you're the owner right, your survey lah, eversince you came lah we have this..." Right at this point I decided I had it to the max. I stopped him and snapped back "Excuse me, hold it right there! I was never the one who 'designed' this survey. I am the end-user of this survey just like everyone else in this room. The whole reason why this survey fell on my lap was because no one in this company has the balls to even own it in the first place. So there was no owner right from the beginning. Just because I have the sense to take responsibility in churning the results does not make me the owner of this survey, let alone any of its limitations!" Right when I said the word 'balls' another woman in the room clapped her hands, obviously she was frustrated with that pig's comments as well. Although the pig said it jokingly, I knew the message was meant to attack me.

Then towards the end of the meeting the topic came up again. Rather than using their brains to think of a solution, the other pig decided to take the same route the 1st pig took and went "Aiyoh, yea lah, how lah, Mrs Phillippe, your survey ah..." Again, Mrs Phillippe will take no more crap, I stopped him and replied "Look, I don't know how else to say this if you cannot even understand simple English. I..AM..NOT..the designer of this survey. I don't know how to communicate with you lah!" And the rest quickly jumped to another topic.

I always hate it when I lose my temper, but sometimes I don't know how else I can face these discriminating, sexist pigs when they challenge my work unfairly. And the sad thing is, I know for a fact many more other effeminate PLUs get discriminated at my workplace. Being one of the management team who sits in the discussion when they decide which staff to promote, I hear with my own ears how they feel reluctant to promote certain staff just because they are outwardly gay or effeminate, despite whatever level of capapbilities they have.
Sad isn't it...

HK After The 80's Diva

I use to follow the music scene in HK during the 80's. It started with Anita Mui. I suppose not one single PLU/trans (who listens to Chinese music during 80's) was not a fan. Then there was Sandy Lam, what a mesmerizing voice. I was never a fan of Sally Yeah, although she was also a diva then. After that it was all about Faye Wong for me. She just became the ultimate trend-setter for Chinese artists then, introducing alternative vocals and tunes, querky and unique fashion senses, absolutely adored her.

Then it all faded. HK's music industry went down the drains for me. Their artists went from bad to worse. 90% of them can't even sing live. Songs were all monotonous. I stopped following their music since then, only holding on to Faye's Mandarin albums which were actually produced in China anyway, not HK.
Then after so many years, finally came Ivana Wong 王菀之. A friend introduced her to me as he knew I would love her similar vocals to Faye. And he was right, I started collecting all Ivana's albums.

What's great about Ivana is, she is a great composer as well. She writes all her songs and also for other artists. She started to gain popularity after singing 'I Am Really Hurt' (我真的受傷了) with Jacky Cheung during his concert. That song was also written by her.

Beyonce - Get Me Bodied (Live Performance)

Everyone who knows me knows how much I love me girl Bee, here's one of my favourite song ever from her, Get Me Bodied. This is a live performance from her Beyonce Experience Tour in L.A. I was lucky enough to witness her concert live in St Louis last year. It was without question the best concert experience in my lifetime. Crowd was crazy, everyone's standing from the beginning till the end. The fact that St Louis had majority blacks made it even more special. They just knew how to move their booties and get on down in the stadium, awesome...

When the song got to the part 'Do the Oh-Oh, Oh-Oh', everyone went "Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh!", when it went 'Stop! Cool off, cool off', everyone fanned themselves like divas, when it went 'Do the old school dance, the old school dance', everyone did the old silly school-dance moves, when it went "Do the Naomi Campbell walk, the Naomi Campbell walk', everyone strutted themselves up & down like nobody's business, and when it went 'Pose for the camera now click, click', everyone posed like they never posed before. Now tell me where in the world can we get that kind of craziness in concerts here in Malaysia, like never!!

Some people asked me whether was it worth it to spend more than a thousand ringgit to fly to St Louis (a detour from my main routes during my US hols trip) just to watch her, my answer would be "I'd do it all over again if I could," and gave them a Beeeeyoncilicious smirk...

Little Britain - Vicky Pollard

Here's more of the ever-best comedy series Little Britain. This time we feature another one of my favourite character, Vicky Pollard



For more Little Britain watch this

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