I visited Chic Pop Street Market at TTDI two Sunday ago.
Despite my illness that has been going on for 2 weeks, I decided it was high time I headed out for a walk, much to my baby’s disagreement. So to celebrate of me breaking out of my imprisonment from home, I dressed up for the afternoon.
Sleeveless Tank Top: Topshop
Black Tube: Sub
Pants: Sungei wang
Gucci Indy Bag: Paris Gucci Store
Boots: Clark, UK
Bangles: Penang Airport
The street market was rather busy despite my arriving during the lazy afternoon hour.
Don’t you just love spending your weekend browsing through random cute things that might end up in your shopping bag?
The Sticker Monster Booth
Blinged up glasses by Jolene Lai (owner of Sticker Monster)
It’s one of my favourite past times especially done with my sweetheart.
I registered at the Tongue in Chic counter to get myself some goodie samples before adjourning to wander through the bazaar.
The most eye catching booth at the market was undoubtedly Whisper’s.
Alright to be honest, I was asked to visit the booth. But then again there were a lot of people surrounding the very big rented area by Whisper, which only stirred my curiosity.
Being a typical claustrophobic, especially among crowds, I glided towards the other end of the booth where they were lesser crowds only to return when the ladies on this end subsided.
And there it was, a cute little Whisper photo booth. Awe...
Just for the sake of it, I promptly jotted down my name and had the photographer taken my photo.
Apparently I was also in the running to win a slumber party at Ritz Carlton with four of my friends. Wow… If only I knew, I would have done a really crazy pose. (ok maybe not, I suck at crazy poses)
My photo has already made it to the site! Go check!
They scanned from the photo printed, so the quality didn’t seem that nice.
I could think of lots of things to do with my friends at a swanky hotel with 5 star services at my disposal. Champagne… Chocolates… Strawberries… Pillow with lots of feathers…
And for the other gender’s preference of imagination,
If you weren’t at the Street Market that day and missed the photo opportunity, you can still join the contest by submitting photos of you with your friends to the site before 5th November and check back to see if your photo has made it to the page.
Here’s a print screen on steps to a perfect submission.
My tip? Try photos that represent fun, energy and wild. (That’s what Whisper is all about, isn’t it? Happier period. No restriction.)
Some of the photos submitted are pretty good. In comparison to those, I don’t think I can win but hey… nothing wrong with keeping one’s hope up.
Moving back to the previous booth, the crowd earlier has moved on and it was time for me to have a peep.
Erm… table full of ribbons. What was this?
The lady handed me a Whisper pouch and asked me to create a custom design on the spot, and she would hand me a gift.
I swore I almost died on the spot.
Did that lady just … just… asked me to… sew??
She must be kidding me. I couldn’t sew to save my life!
My mom was a great sewer, my maid could sew just about anything, my aunt was a tailor for god’s sake! And growing up among these talents meant I never needed to touch so much a needle, least to say to CREATE a design?!
But I convinced myself, it couldn’t be that bad. Afterall, it’s just a couple of buttons and ribbons and glittery things on a tiny pouch, how hard could it be.
Perhaps I’d just randomly throw in a few simple blings on top of the pouch and patch them together with strings, done and done.
MUCH (and I say this with regret) to my despair, after a desperate 15 minutes attempt and two crystals cut off later, baby took over the still very bare pouch, shoving me aside. T_T
Sad face
“I can sew” he claimed.
Shaming me to non-existent as a woman who couldn’t even handle her needles, so I watched, with worshipful glint in my eyes as my baby expertly picked up a needle and folded the pouch over his hand.
And he sewed.
And sewed.
And…
And……
He failed.
FHL.
“It’s harder than I thought, my hands are too big!” he wailed.
Wtf. I thought he said he could sew. (apparently only with buttons and shirts)
I could take back my worshipping comment now thank you. FML
“Now we’ll never get the gift” I sighed.
More sad face.
So with ONE LAST TRY (determined), I decided to get SOMETHING, ANYTHING on to that pouch.
I started off with a dozen designs on my head.
And half an hour and struggling at the booth, and with more people swarming in and squeezing for space to sew, it was time for desperate measure.
Any design at this moment was good.
A quick 5 minutes later, I was DONE!
Simplicity at its best!
God I was so happy!
I finally got a button sewed ON! All on my own!
I don’t care what anyone would say, I am damn proud of my creation. ^^
And I got my gift!
Weee….
It’s a 40cm long overnight Whisper pad for heavy flows.
Wow I’ve never actually seen such a HUGE pad before. I wished they had this when I was 13 and always had a problem in overnight leaks.
The pad was long enough to cover till the hip ends so those sneaky blood couldn’t escape!
I wouldn’t need to suffer so much embarrassment and save me the trouble of worrying that I might wake up staining the entire bed, so much to the point I didn’t dare to shift when I was falling sleeping.
With this, a girl could have an easy mind falling asleep.
Anyway, 10 samples of the Whisper Overnight to be given away to 10 readers who leave their comments describing themselves in one word (e.g. fresh/vibrant). Remember to leave your blog url in the comment too.
And the Contest has also been extended to 28th November so keep on submitting your photos to the site.
Till then, have a happy overnight period!
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