Us on a Bench

I've traded the comfort of my chair for the view from our bench.

(Picture taken with a self timer in Newport, RI, 2010)

Inspiration from Rockwell:

Mooncake in November

This is my third try in making Suzhou style mooncakes. Result: a chopstick war between my grandparents!

How to Train Your Dragon

Toothless!

Inspired by DreamWorks

PUGliacco

I feel the love

When I went back to my parents' house two weeks ago, I decided that I was finally ready to brave the boxes containing my cloths that has been sitting around since the move 5 months ago. Cleaning out my cloths was like shopping at a mall. I keep rediscovering clothes that I've forgotten!

As I sorted through my clothes, I realized, for the first time, how much of my clothes were given to me, not as presents but as hand-me-downs (really nice ones too)! They're mainly from my friends, and some from this really pretty lady that I volunteered with back in high school. I then tried to remember if I've ever given away my clothes in exchange, and I couldn't remember ever doing that. Now, this is quite peculiar to me. I went through my head some reasons as to why people keep giving me stuff:

1. I look like I don't have enough clothes to wear, and, o darn, the winter's almost here.
2. My friends think I'm a horrible dresser and are slyly hinting at it.
3. I'm innately more attracted to out-dated clothes that my friends are desperately trying to get rid of.
4. My friends love me so much that they want to share some of their closet goodness with me!

I'd like to think that it's the last reason. No matter what their reasons were, I'd like to say THANK YOU to all my friends (and that random pretty lady) who contributed to my closet. I adore just about every item I've received because I feel the extra love, articulated in your act of giving, that is associated with my clothes .

Photo: a Tahari sweater, an Express necklace, an orange scarf, a DKNY sweater, a pair of sparkling heels, a striped sweater dress, a blue summer dress, and lastly, a cat. This is only the tip of the iceberg.

Disclaimer: the cat wasn't a hand-me-down, but she was from a foster home, so she sort of fits in the picture. She's there mainly because I can't shoo her away from the sparkles of the necklace.

Art of the Tummy

home made mapo tofu shot with my new 50mm f1.8 lens :)

Some may argue that this is the best kind of art!