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Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Ha ha Nice!
Can! Charcoal is darker grey, no? Very sophisticated, I think, this look. Now, how do I migrate this to my mokciknab blog?
Can! Charcoal is darker grey, no? Very sophisticated, I think, this look. Now, how do I migrate this to my mokciknab blog?
Monday, July 19, 2004
I kinda like it!
Yeah!
Could you just change the white into charcoal? Even though its not pink, it does make me sakit mata a bit. But otherwise, it's perfect! And perhaps you could change the titles ie the Madness redux and the Motives melodrama etc into white/light grey? I think its easier to see than black. And you'll add a counter right?
Can teach me aaah how to do this? And are u coming back for Raya or not?
Yeah!
Could you just change the white into charcoal? Even though its not pink, it does make me sakit mata a bit. But otherwise, it's perfect! And perhaps you could change the titles ie the Madness redux and the Motives melodrama etc into white/light grey? I think its easier to see than black. And you'll add a counter right?
Can teach me aaah how to do this? And are u coming back for Raya or not?
Tell Me What You Think
Does it look weird?
I just realized that all this while I've been viewing the blog on a slightly smaller window than normal, and when you maximize the window, the boxes all go senget. Will fix this later.
Anyway, all I need to know is what you think of the colors. Does it "go"? It used to be a pink background, but then that made it look a bit frou-frou so I changed it to white aje. Let me know what you don't like.
Cheers!
Does it look weird?
I just realized that all this while I've been viewing the blog on a slightly smaller window than normal, and when you maximize the window, the boxes all go senget. Will fix this later.
Anyway, all I need to know is what you think of the colors. Does it "go"? It used to be a pink background, but then that made it look a bit frou-frou so I changed it to white aje. Let me know what you don't like.
Cheers!
Saturday, July 17, 2004
OK Dah
I'm still playing around with the background colors. Maybe the gray should be darker, yeah?
Tapi the pink background is making my eyes hurt, tho'. Do you want to go darker or lighter? If slightly darker, think salmon pink. Kinda. Or should I just go dark dark and make it maroon, or darker than the title banner? Kalau nak go lighter, it'll either have to be pink, light light light gray or white terus.
I'm going shopping for plates tomorrow. I'll work on this Sunday, maybe. :)
I'm still playing around with the background colors. Maybe the gray should be darker, yeah?
Tapi the pink background is making my eyes hurt, tho'. Do you want to go darker or lighter? If slightly darker, think salmon pink. Kinda. Or should I just go dark dark and make it maroon, or darker than the title banner? Kalau nak go lighter, it'll either have to be pink, light light light gray or white terus.
I'm going shopping for plates tomorrow. I'll work on this Sunday, maybe. :)
Friday, July 16, 2004
testing
ha ha ha ha bodoh. I didn't notice the Madness Redux on my bloglist.
ha ha ha ha bodoh. I didn't notice the Madness Redux on my bloglist.
Different Colors
Click here to view the same layout in a different color.
I'm beginning to like this woman in the trench coat. She's growing on me.
Tapi I have a feeling you'll like this woman. It's Jackie O. :)
Click here to view the same layout in a different color.
I'm beginning to like this woman in the trench coat. She's growing on me.
Tapi I have a feeling you'll like this woman. It's Jackie O. :)
Thursday, July 15, 2004
Other Graphics
If you don't like the woman on the left, click here to view a selection of graphics.
If you don't like the color of the clothes/bag, can tukar also. The woman on the left was originally blonde, I just changed her hair color.
I'll add in the counter, haloscan, no-ad code and blogger buttons once you confirm the layout you like. :)
I have plenty of time in my hands. Plus, I get a chance to fool around with Photoshop and html and use my creativity, so it's fun!
If you don't like the woman on the left, click here to view a selection of graphics.
If you don't like the color of the clothes/bag, can tukar also. The woman on the left was originally blonde, I just changed her hair color.
I'll add in the counter, haloscan, no-ad code and blogger buttons once you confirm the layout you like. :)
I have plenty of time in my hands. Plus, I get a chance to fool around with Photoshop and html and use my creativity, so it's fun!
This is Just A Test
Tell me if you like this layout. I went hunting for green templates, because you said you liked green. I like the retro drawing of the woman, tho' she looks nothing like you.
I can't seem to get Blogger Comments to work on this page tho'. So if you choose to change into this layout, you'll have to make do with just Haloscan for comments.
There's another layout I'm working on, it's here. Tell me what you think! Tapi, with that layout, all your profile and links will have to be in another blogspot page, similar to what I do with my site. You will lose your Recent Posts, but your monthly archives will be intact.
Once you have chosen a layout, tell me what you'd like to change:
Size of font: is the title too big/small, would you like the content to be bigger?
Color: would you like it darker, do you want a different color?
Font style
If you'd like to add graphics, other links
Whatever you don't like and would like to get rid of
Cheers!
Tell me if you like this layout. I went hunting for green templates, because you said you liked green. I like the retro drawing of the woman, tho' she looks nothing like you.
I can't seem to get Blogger Comments to work on this page tho'. So if you choose to change into this layout, you'll have to make do with just Haloscan for comments.
There's another layout I'm working on, it's here. Tell me what you think! Tapi, with that layout, all your profile and links will have to be in another blogspot page, similar to what I do with my site. You will lose your Recent Posts, but your monthly archives will be intact.
Once you have chosen a layout, tell me what you'd like to change:
Size of font: is the title too big/small, would you like the content to be bigger?
Color: would you like it darker, do you want a different color?
Font style
If you'd like to add graphics, other links
Whatever you don't like and would like to get rid of
Cheers!
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Fashion For the Full Figured
Yesterday was a bit of an anti-climax. Being the hopeless procrastinator that I am, I waited until Monday morning to work on my presentation. After two days pretending to be a headless chicken, I was a nervous wreck by Wednesday morning.
Our meeting with the Secretary-General of Ministry X was scheduled at 9 am. The Minister himself promised he would drop by. We were already through the turnstile at that big august building near the lake in Putrajaya when our senior associate called to say the meet had been called off on account of Tan Sri Azizan's demise. The presentation is deferred until next week.
Ah, well. There was nothing we could do, so we trooped off to Souq to eat fake nasi dagang and be overcharged for breakfast. I was just a little dissapointed because I had turned up in something nice for a change - decent enough for people to trust me with money, I thought. I mean, it wasn't easy : I had put in an effort to find my togs. If you're a woman you might find this familiar, err scratch that, if you're my husband you might find this familiar. You see, I am 5 feet 7 and a half, and I weigh about 150 pounds. By no stretch of the imagination would you compare me to an Angela Lindvall. Add to that the trophies of 3 childbirths - heavy pendulous breasts and a potruding belly - what you're looking at is more fat donkey than clotheshorse.
Now, after a few months of gym, I was conceited enough to think that I could shop at somewhere else other than Ms Read or Dorothy Perks or the plus-size section of WH (or more likely, Pasar Malam Taman Tun). I bithely walked into Zara. Their stuff was just divine! My mind was racing -- oooh I would look good in this and that and this, eh wait -- the largest size on the rack (on every rack) was a 40. A size eight. I hung my head and walked out with my tail firmly tucked between my size ten hiney.
Of course I tried the others, only to be utterly defeated. The experience reaffirmed my theory that designers envisioned their clothes worn by wispy women with no hips. At last, in the tangle of garments that was the residue of an MNG sale - I found something in size 42. It was pale pink, a jacket and pants ensemble. I paid for it, brought it home, tried it on and regretted the purchase almost immediately. I looked like a big fat cotton candy. So in the end, I wore the pink blazer with a french cuff stripey shirt and black pants. (thank god for black pants)
It's a conspiracy, don't you think? Women are forced to believe they don't fit if they're not skinny. I have stopped going into regular bra shops - if they do carry anything bigger than 34B it's usually in granny brown and looks like a toolbelt rather than lingerie. The Triumph woman would look at me and roll her eyes when I head for the sexy stuff, stopping me short with a "eh, tak ada la awak munya size". I comfort myself by saying that I would never have this problem in Victoria's Secret.
This is why I applaud people like Jennifer Tai, who has this blog to help big girls like me get dressed. Hey, beauty doesn't come in one-size fits all. Ask any happy husband.
Now, what do I wear for next week?
Yesterday was a bit of an anti-climax. Being the hopeless procrastinator that I am, I waited until Monday morning to work on my presentation. After two days pretending to be a headless chicken, I was a nervous wreck by Wednesday morning.
Our meeting with the Secretary-General of Ministry X was scheduled at 9 am. The Minister himself promised he would drop by. We were already through the turnstile at that big august building near the lake in Putrajaya when our senior associate called to say the meet had been called off on account of Tan Sri Azizan's demise. The presentation is deferred until next week.
Ah, well. There was nothing we could do, so we trooped off to Souq to eat fake nasi dagang and be overcharged for breakfast. I was just a little dissapointed because I had turned up in something nice for a change - decent enough for people to trust me with money, I thought. I mean, it wasn't easy : I had put in an effort to find my togs. If you're a woman you might find this familiar, err scratch that, if you're my husband you might find this familiar. You see, I am 5 feet 7 and a half, and I weigh about 150 pounds. By no stretch of the imagination would you compare me to an Angela Lindvall. Add to that the trophies of 3 childbirths - heavy pendulous breasts and a potruding belly - what you're looking at is more fat donkey than clotheshorse.
Now, after a few months of gym, I was conceited enough to think that I could shop at somewhere else other than Ms Read or Dorothy Perks or the plus-size section of WH (or more likely, Pasar Malam Taman Tun). I bithely walked into Zara. Their stuff was just divine! My mind was racing -- oooh I would look good in this and that and this, eh wait -- the largest size on the rack (on every rack) was a 40. A size eight. I hung my head and walked out with my tail firmly tucked between my size ten hiney.
Of course I tried the others, only to be utterly defeated. The experience reaffirmed my theory that designers envisioned their clothes worn by wispy women with no hips. At last, in the tangle of garments that was the residue of an MNG sale - I found something in size 42. It was pale pink, a jacket and pants ensemble. I paid for it, brought it home, tried it on and regretted the purchase almost immediately. I looked like a big fat cotton candy. So in the end, I wore the pink blazer with a french cuff stripey shirt and black pants. (thank god for black pants)
It's a conspiracy, don't you think? Women are forced to believe they don't fit if they're not skinny. I have stopped going into regular bra shops - if they do carry anything bigger than 34B it's usually in granny brown and looks like a toolbelt rather than lingerie. The Triumph woman would look at me and roll her eyes when I head for the sexy stuff, stopping me short with a "eh, tak ada la awak munya size". I comfort myself by saying that I would never have this problem in Victoria's Secret.
This is why I applaud people like Jennifer Tai, who has this blog to help big girls like me get dressed. Hey, beauty doesn't come in one-size fits all. Ask any happy husband.
Now, what do I wear for next week?
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
Al-Fatihah
Al-Fatihah for Allahyarham Tan Sri Azizan Zainul Abidin, who passed away, early yesterday morning. He has to be one of the nicest men to interview and would surely be missed by all, including all the business reporters who had the privelege to speak to him in the course of their work, and came to know, even in those brief encounters, a man who was fair, had a passion for service and above all, extremely kind.
Journalists out there would know that covering Petronas was not a job for the clueless or the weak-kneed - although sometimes I do get sent in, dazed and scared shitless, of course. Tan Sri Azizan always endeavoured to make things easier for vermins like us. If you didn't understand something during a press conference, you could always ask Tan Sri Azizan to explain, and he would do so in the most affable manner.
The CEO of Petronas, Tan Sri Hassan Marican is brilliant and strangely charismatic (I say strange because I find him intriguingly attractive even though he is loathsome to interview) and certainly suffers no fools. (Fools like me suffer)Tan Sri Azizan, the consummate gentleman, was the perfect foil, an oasis of calm in the usually highly strung affair that is characteristic of any Petronas event.
Semoga Allah swt mencucuri Rahmat ke atas rohnya.
(If any Petronas PR person reads this and is seething - okay, I admit, things may be different now - I covered Petronas in the 90's and early early noughties. However, I do think the Petronas strategy is to keep things impenetrable, and while that protects the company somewhat, it's hard on reporters)
Al-Fatihah for Allahyarham Tan Sri Azizan Zainul Abidin, who passed away, early yesterday morning. He has to be one of the nicest men to interview and would surely be missed by all, including all the business reporters who had the privelege to speak to him in the course of their work, and came to know, even in those brief encounters, a man who was fair, had a passion for service and above all, extremely kind.
Journalists out there would know that covering Petronas was not a job for the clueless or the weak-kneed - although sometimes I do get sent in, dazed and scared shitless, of course. Tan Sri Azizan always endeavoured to make things easier for vermins like us. If you didn't understand something during a press conference, you could always ask Tan Sri Azizan to explain, and he would do so in the most affable manner.
The CEO of Petronas, Tan Sri Hassan Marican is brilliant and strangely charismatic (I say strange because I find him intriguingly attractive even though he is loathsome to interview) and certainly suffers no fools. (Fools like me suffer)Tan Sri Azizan, the consummate gentleman, was the perfect foil, an oasis of calm in the usually highly strung affair that is characteristic of any Petronas event.
Semoga Allah swt mencucuri Rahmat ke atas rohnya.
(If any Petronas PR person reads this and is seething - okay, I admit, things may be different now - I covered Petronas in the 90's and early early noughties. However, I do think the Petronas strategy is to keep things impenetrable, and while that protects the company somewhat, it's hard on reporters)