Listening to: OK, some lame song by PussyCat Dolls

On a relatively quiet saturday, with a ton of chores to do; but heck it cos I'd rather procrastinate for the moment. Aint it jus a wonderful character trait of mine? That aside, it is of great interest to me when my mom mentioned to me, off-hand, that my prepubescent younger sis was going for a study date with this boy (under my void-deck) who has been incessantly spamming her phone with romantic notions and what nots.

While I'm pretty sure my sis is clueless about BGR, I'm not quite so on the guy's part. Henceforth, half-hour spychecks I shall partake.

I'd like to add that i'm not trying to manifest the role of a caring doting sis. Seriously ok.

The Devil Wears Prada is out already?! I had no idea that sneak previews were available, the big idiot that I am. I've been waiting for ages for it since i saw the trailer.

Besides the ongoing fashion parade that runs thru-out the movie, Meryl Streep as Miranda Priestly is a severe stroke of genius. She has the role down to pat as the typical boss-from-hell, everything from her sinister smiles and diablolic aura that she radiates. She jus grinds the last of Anne Hatheway's ego beneath her gorgeous Prada heels. And while you pity the poor protaganist, you can't help but love Miranda.

I recently bought this pair of cobalt-blue shoes with thick heels from this shop at Far East called ROUTE 66, for a dirt cheap price I will not disclose. But it looks close to a Miu Miu or Chloe design, and shall be wearing it, as a tribute to the chic style, when I watch the film around this week.