The Happy Box : Louis Vuitton Speedy Bandouliere 30 in Monogram

My story with Louis Vuitton goes all the way back.

Those who friend me on facebook or instagram know that I kid with my husband A LOT! Most of the time, it includes the two letter word "LV". In every status that I tagged him, I'll make sure the letters appear each time. Haha. Such a headache to be my husband, no?

Tho that was the case but believe it or not, I bought my 1st Louis Vuitton using my own pocket money. I was trying to lose weight that time and I promise myself to buy one if I ever reach my target. And I did. It was a Neverful MM in Damier Ebene. I tought I'll be done for good after the purchase but boy... little that I know, it creates addiction deep inside. A very "wallet damaging" addiction. LOL.

So my advise. Don't start! Haha

Anyway, on my birthday last January, my husband brought me to KLCC and to my surprise lead me to the LV store. Awwww. What do I do to deserve him I don't know. I'm a lousy wife. I told you guys so many times. It means a lot you know because this my self-damaging addiction and I definately don't want him to splurge his hard earn money on this. Plus, he (like any other sane guy) told me a gazillionth of times that the bag is way overpriced for a canvas bag! "But it's an LV...." I would reply complete with my "puss in the boots eyes" hehe.

I was about to take it but I couldn't let myself. So I told him that it's okey.. Save the money for the new baby (I was 4 month pregnant at that time) and just give me a nice dinner instead. ( the snob sales assistant play a big part too. Hate it when they treat us like we don't deserve. You ain't get any commision from me you don't. Not with that attitude!)

5 months later, after enduring labor pain, episiotomy, engorgement, and sore nipple i figure what the hell, if you wanna give me I'll take it! Haha.

My initial target was only Speedy. Tho I know Speedy B will be more practical but we will have to add another 1k just for the strap. Since I already have Neverful for practicality, I have no issue with the short top handle that Speedy has. But my husband insisted me to get the Bandouliere. Well it's your money honey who am I to object. LOL. I was also going to get it in 35 initially but the SA assure me that 30 looks better with my frame.

So here I am smiling until my cheeks hurts and he's out by few thousands of bucks. Haha. Takpe sayang manjakan isteri dapat banyak pahala tau. ;p

I love the bag! It's classy, squishy, roomy and everything. But since I'm a desperate housewife for the moment, the bag's safely getting tanned everyday on top of my bed.

Sayang, if you're reading this. Thank you so much for the gift. For loving me this much. I have nothing to offer you other than pray that Allah will grant you jannah for being such a great husband to me.

P/S: The Speedy Bandouliere price increase in February 13 making the bag RM500 more expensive than before. We could save up the 500 if we bought it on my birthday! So next time if you have money don't wait just buy because the price keep on increasing every year! (Good investment huh? Hehe)

Motherhood (times 2)

I have a confession to make.

When we had Rania 5 years back, we had a maid from the very 1st day. So, I don't have much experience with newborn. In fact, I don't remember anything about how to take are of newborn! The maid and my mum handled Rania during my 2 months maternity leaves and I was so busy... well, being depressed. It was not until Rania was around 3 months old that I can finally accept the fact that I have a daughter and developed a strong feeling towards her. Before that.. She was just a little baby and I have very little memories of how was it feels during the first 3 months.

Different story with this one currently!

Imaan is so attached to me that it is impossible for me to do anything! When she cried, nobody can calm her even my mother give up. That's huge you know because my mother is so good with babies. She can only sleep if i craddle her. She is so clingy that she always wanting to be held. By me! I experience the whole motherhood feelings (the beauty and the ugly) times two with Imaan.

Allah itu maha adil kan?

Anyway, me with my endless "3 months leaves" plan went kaput because this time around we don't have any help and it's ramadhan. So there's no manicure or saloon session I dream about. Forget about spa session as the longest time I had a relationship with my bathroom is 5 minutes. (T_T). Shopping? I don't even have time to be in front of the computer. When Imaan was asleep, I was so busy..umm sleeping as well!

So yesterday, we planned for a bit of raya shopping plus fancy iftar. Since no one is available to babysit Imaan, we brought her along together with Rania and ohhh boy it was so tiring! She refuses to sit on the stroller and crying when we tried to baby-wear her. And she did not sleep like OMG Imaan 2 months old usually sleep all the time why you no sleep??? Pffttt! Also Rania, being a 5 years old was so busy playing with a balloon and running here and there in the the huge Midvalley crowd. I was so scared that she might get lost somewhere or being taken by a stranger. Pengsan I tell you! In the end no baju raya or whatsoever for them because really.. I can't function like that. But of course mummy managed to grab a shoe and 3 tops from MNG (OMG they're having a huge sale!). Hehehe. Mummy has a PHD in grabbing her own things and pay for less than 5 minutes. Hehe.

So the conclusion? No more outing with them both after this. No more.

My outfit of the day:
Peplum kurung top that I paired with my faithful blue jegging. Bag from Kate Spade and shoes from Jelly Bunny. Plain Green Tea hijab from Artsy Attic. Imaan as accessory.

Designer Diaper Bag, perhaps?

During Rania's times, I don't really bother to have a diaper bag. Well, we used to have one.. I think it's a bag with so many compartments that I use it as a diaper bag. It's purple in color and the material is some cheap PU. But most of the time, I just throw all Rania's stuff into my handbag and we're good to go.

Well, not anymore.

There's no way now that I'm gonna throw Imaan stuff inside my babies. I did it once and I swear my body was sweating and I cringe every time I walk so no no no.

Anyway, earlier I thought of using my Le Pliage bag as a diaper bag for the fact that they do have waterproof interiors and it's roomy not to forget they're durable too. I'm not worried about pockets, I could just place a bag organizer inside and I could find a changing pad on its own. I'm almost 100% certain I'm going to use it instead of buying something new (explains why only now I'm in a hunt for a diaper bag) but then I was hooked when I went online googling about diaper bag and I found this Kate Spade Flatiron Nylon Sophia Grace Baby Bag. I am now contemplating between the stripy or the shocking pink.

I'm in love with another bag from Kate Spade too. The Cabana Tile Harmony Baby Bag. Not so fond of the shape but I like the nice pattern design and the bright color it has.

This one from Coach is also nice. Loving the fact that it is not so "Coach-y" like and the leather handle.

Or maybe I can blackmail the husband about the pain I have to endure giving birth to his kids an ask for this one, perhaps? Hehe.

It's a Burberry Madison Diaper Tote.

So guy, should I get a new diaper bag? Kate Spade or Coach? Stripy or Pink?

Little surprise. Big Score.

I always get angry at my husband for not listening. I mean guys do that right! They hear us talking but they don't really listen.

Like the other day, during my confinement, I was telling him how he's too busy doing "unimportant" things and did not spent his time with his wife (I think there was drama air mata involve. Haha) so the next day he go and clean the room (still not spending his time with me) because he knows that I was upset and he thinks that if he makes the room clean I'll be happy. Like... What?? I told you I'm upset because you're not spending enough time with me, so you clean the room? Guys.. Pfft..

So when I received a gift parcel with charms bracelet inside, I was so happy that he pays attention when I constantly taking about charms bracelet. Awwww.. And what's melt my heart the most is some of the charms are purple in color because he remember that I got tons of purple bajus in my closet so he thinks I must be a sucker for purple. Awwww again.

But of course I will be much more in love if he had picked the right shade of purple. Bahahahaha.

I love this guy. Like seriously. I wonder what I do that I deserve someone like him. I'm a lousy wife I tell you.

I Run Because It's Cheaper Than Therapy : NTV7 Feel Good Run 2013

It's been a while since I feel good about myself.

Don't get me wrong. I love motherhood. Imaan had been great (other than her colic problem) and bring a lot of joy in me but I can't help but feeling a bit tired taking care of her plus my talkative 5 years old 24/7 at home.I really need a break.

I've enrolled to this run quite sometimes ago and during that time, we still have a maid and I thought that we'll still have her now. Long story cut short, she flew back to Indonesia just 2 weeks after I've given birth to Imaan and left us maid-less until now. I'm not so keen on leaving Imaan with my mum alone because I know how clingy and mengada Imaan can be and my mother is not so young anymore you see.. Plus it started at 6 am.. and normally my mum will recite al-quran after her subuh prayer and having to babysit Imaan meaning there's a slight possibility that she can't do her usual routine.. in case Imaan decided to cry all the way and wanting to be held. So I thought.. it's okey. Maybe I should pass this run. There's always next year.

But my husband has been insisting me to run with him and just let my mum took care of Imaan for only a few hours. Talked to my mum and she agreed. So off we go and I really want to thank my husband for insisting on me to run because it does makes me feel good! I feel like myself again.

Picture taking is compulsory upon arriving. This was just before the flag off  and my tummy decided that it has to  pass motion. Bahahha. such a wrong starting point. We end up starting few minutes late.

Out of shape. Body & Fitness level. I swear by this time I can barely breath but still can strike a pose. Such a poser, this lady.

Another poser. Haha. But he'd finished a half marathon once and going for another this sep & nov. Way above me this guy. I hetchu!

During bottleneck route. Cannot run so pose!

Finally this unfit lady finished her 7km in 1 hour 14 minutes. So sure you can imagine how much walking she did. Bahaha. Hey give me some slack okey? i just gave birth. ;p

After sweat coffee. A must! 

My breakie from The Coffee & Co at One Utama before going back to reality.

Anyway, a bit about this run.. 

....Feel Good Run is an annual charity fun run with celebrities, organised by ntv7. The run this year will be held on 7 July 2013 in Bandar Utama. The starting point will be at Sri Pentas, Bandar Utama, while the finish line is at Central Park, One Utama. A variety of activities will be carried out at Central Park where runners and their families are encouraged to join in the fun. - See more at: http://apps.ntv7.com.my/feelgoodrun/Event_Info.asp#sthash.7Lq1RjjX.dpuf

We got home around 10 am with pain all over but a big smile inside. Now I can be a better mum. :)

P/S : I got another event later today. Shall blog about it soon!

Day 40 : The confinement is over (for me)

I know it should be 44 days but since it's only less than 3 weeks before Ramadhan so I give a bit of discount to my confinement days and decided to go jalan-jalan on my 40th day. Haha. Don't worry we left the baby at home and we only went to PWTC for Standard Chartered Kuala Lumpur Marathon race kit collection, (and a bit of shopping at Jakel PWTC) not much of jalan pun.

So the thing that I missed the most while serving my confinement was my outfit of the day post at Instagram. Selfie, I know. Just deal with it ok? Bahaha. Cannot help it. I just love to dress up. It's a girl thing ok? Shhhhhhuuhhh.

Anyway, I decided to celebrate the ending of my confinement with ThePoplook blouse that I bought while I was heavily pregnant. It is so gorgeous I cannot let go haha lucky can fit. If not I would've cried blood. This was the 1st time I put it on (okey tipu, i tried it with my huge tummy last time then got upset it didn't fit. Haha. It's hormone I swear!). Okey move on, I really love the blouse for the fact that it hides my post-natal tummy perfectly. I have a feeling that this will be my overused tops for a while. Hehe

As usual, my hijab is from fanacouture. Well actually most of my hijab are from them. Their hijab cutting is so nice and I love their design (also the fact that the owner is my friend bahaha I'm biased like that.) Go check out their web alright?

Till next time! I got a hungry baby to feed. Bye!

Pantang?

Okey. Although I am not a 1st time mother but to handle an infant after 5 years, it surely feels like 1st time!

So funny that the 1st night we brought Imaan back home, she cried like every 30 minutes I keep on stuffing her small mouth with my boobs one after another but she keep on crying only to find out that she had pooped and the stools all dried already people! Imagine we took her home around 3pm and around 3am we still haven/t checked her diaper. Hehe. Lousy parents. Isk Isk. After she got changed, instantly she fell asleep and finally mummy & daddy get their beauty sleep too.

You see, it is a different experience all together with every child. At least for me.

Anyway, what's not so different with each and every time you have a child is the amount of unwanted advice and remarks you get with people about how you handle your child. We get that a lot. Some people think they know everything & boy they are irritating! Well this time, I'm a bit well prepared compared to when I delivered my 1st. I gather a good support system and warn them that I'll be whining a lot and please just listen to me and tell me I'm right even if I'm wrong. Hehe. It works! Haha. I feel a lot better this time.

Pantang days are the most challenging days for me. Not the pain of delivery and not even the episiotomy wound! To be at home for 44 days freaks me out. I HAVE to go out and I need my ME time (read: shopping). Selfish? Yes sure but I believe I need to be happy 1st for me to function as good mother, heck a good person! So hiding me in the house for more than a month do no good to anybody around me. But sure we need to comply with the universal pantang rules and not wanting to upset my mother, I give in.

20 days now. Another 14 days to go.

P/S:So tell me. What do you do in your pantang days to keep you sane?