I used to hate baju kurung.

 

Like really really hate baju kurung. The hate that if I happened to wear it, I would rather stay in the car without the air-condition switched on rather than joined my family at the shopping mall.

 

True story.

 

Now I kindda have an excellent relationship with it. Baju kurung I mean.

 

So excellent that I wore it to Pja’s birthday dinner last week. I guess I was just tired of wearing dresses and skirts…

 

And I got permission from Pja to post the pictures here without blurring/jittering her face!

 

That happens only once a year so count your blessings 🙂

 

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This picture has a vintage feeling to it, somehow. The picture ah, not us. We’re young.

 

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I see this and I went, “Huh.”. Figure it out yourselves 🙂

 

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Food! Duck’s a bit dry though….

 

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Candid. Duh, of course not.

 

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I love my housemates >_<

 

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I love Pja and Naned >_<

 

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It’s nice to see how every restaurant has their own way of celebrating birthdays.

 

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Ah, muka girang Pja.

 

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Phewitttttttttttttt

 

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Dilimpahi cahaya keimanan *serious face*

 

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And my favourite photo of all HAHAHAHAHA

 

Aida’s gonna kill me.

 

Ok buh bye!

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