A few photos of the party… I didn’t take many because I was… uh, too busy enjoying it ;)

It was a costume thing. We were supposed to go as any letters from ‘vpost’, e.g. V= vampire, vainpot; p= potato, prude etc. For some reason Ah Yat assigned me to the letter ‘T’. I went, “Great! I will go as myself then!” (My surname starts with ‘T’).

I told my sister about it, and she went, “Gee.. why you so not sporting one…” Well that got to me and I moped about it a little. Then I saw Dr. Buckaroo on-line and remembered that he used to wear a lot of gaudy Hawaiian shirts. I asked him if he could lend me one so I could then go as a ‘tourist’ (Bob’s idea, thanks!). We have a big ass gardening hat at home, so I thought I’d bring that.

The day before we left for Singapore, I told my sister about my costume idea. She brought out a smaller hat (which turned out to be slightly too small for MY head) which I took with me to Singapore. She also thought that I should check out my brother-in-law’s closet. I did, and found a Replay button shirt thingy. Something like Steve Irwin used to wear. So I borrowed that too. Good thing, because Dr. Buckaroo told me that he has only one touristy shirt left in his closet and it was not as bad as I would have liked it.

That was how I ended up going to the party as a trekker.

The Malaysian Nuffnangers! KY as ‘Potong Stim Pirate’, HB as ‘Osama’, FA as ‘Shopaholic’, EiLing as ‘Vampire’ and me as ‘Trekker’

Ninie, The Yoga Instructor went as ‘The Yoga Instructor Yang Haram’. I thought it was a great costume!

Mana tu fatwa?

My favourite costume that evening has to be Timothy a.k.a Mr. Paranoid. Not only was his outfit ridiculous, he also played the part rather well!

Me with Tim, Nath looking on

The party itself was… uh, different from what Malaysian Nuffnangers are used to. I suppose that’s because we have had so many parties/ gatherings here since Nuffnang’s inception, and everyone almost knows everyone so we are not that afraid/ embarrassed to make fools of ourselves. Since this party was Nuffnang SG’s first major bloggers’ party, well I’m sure the crowd and atmosphere will improve later on.

The door gifts were pretty awesome, though. I especially liked the moisturising gel that I already used for my elbows. I also won a prize from the lucky draw — an OSIM step counter/ FM radio. I await the day I will use it :P

Ming the school boy addresses the crowd

The party ended at 10 pm. Then I had to leave because club rules dictated that shorts weren’t allowed. Oh well. We woke HB up (the dude passed out from the beginning till the end of the party), hailed a cab and went back to the hotel. Decided that I was too old to go to Zouk, much to FA’s dismay :P We ended up going to Ken’s at Orchard Plaza for cold ramen.

Sheryl the ‘Teacher’, me looking at her cane warily, FA oblivious to the tension in the air

Of course we’d changed into normal, everyday outfits by then lah.