Ajai returned from his 4-day trip to Indonesia and yesterday we were seeing each other after what it feels like ten decades of not doing so. Sadly, by hook or by crook Thursday is a weekday so yours truly was not a free birdie. He on the other hand faced no difficulty being a baws on his own. Realizing the need to make eye contacts still preceded, I spared one hour before Mariette Peter’s class.
We went to this one cafe in Bangsar which was secluded from other limelight stealers. Just the way I like a café to be! Cosy atmosphere, quiet ambience, with no other customer in house that we need not feel like flushing crimson doing repeated food flatlays or even shameless OOTDs. Seriously guys, this too an inexplicable blessing!
‘Photoshoot’ sesh took up almost half an hour that I swear if the melted ice cream on top of my apple pie could talk, it’ll probably whine “you hooooman you”. RIP ice cream. Ajai stared at me but bet he can’t furiously utter a word sebab he contributed to third quarter of that half an hour spent hehe (critical Instagram kiasu he is). So in the end we just ate our pies, pretended it was good and discussed all the relevant serious topics circulating around the globe i.e. what color suits me best for this year’s lawnite dress… what can I say, we are the kiasu goons!