My name is Isabelle and I have a compulsive addiction to heels

To a compulsive shoe addict like me, sometimes heaven comes in the form of tiny, shiny, 5-inch spikes with a $15 price tag.

When Sabrina and I decided to spend a boring Saturday afternoon milling aimlessly around Far East Plaza, it was largely motivated by the idea of saving an afternoon's aircon bill, stuffing our face with oily junk food, and laughing at whales with too much make-up trying to fit themselves into frilly floral dresses that even Hello Kitty wouldn't be caught dead in.

Also, depending on which one of us you're asking, we were also tasked to uncover local fashion talents for SauceINK's upcoming issue.

Then, as if destiny decide to intervene in order to prevent Sabrina from getting bad karma because she was intending to buy ugy muscle T-shirts to distribute around her office, a shoe shop miraculously appeared in front of us with a sign that reads "SALE - All heels at $15".

I don't know about you, but at the moment, we understood exactly how Carrie Bradshaw felt like when she went to Abu Dhabi and realise that embroidered sandals were sold at US$20 a pair - considering the fact that she is an ang mo, she probably got ripped off already , that's why the uncle kept her passport for her.

With bated breath, we surrendered to what I thought was a wet dream come true, and between the 2 of us, we almost cleared out the sale with more pairs of shoes than my grandfather will ever own in his lifetime...

Check it out!

Conventional wisdom has it that women with inexplicable affection for heels have issues.

But $15 for months of happy hours from the sense of empowerment that you get from being 5-inches taller than you really are, I tell you, the feeling is priceless.

And plus don't you think they're just lovely? Awwww....

Hi my name is Isabelle and I have an addiction to heels. My entire blog is peppered shamelessly with indications of it. In fact, you can also read about it here and here.

Outfit on Isabelle: FCUK inspired romper from BonitoChico

Mid-Year Resolutions

Having New Year's resolutions is like the Thais declaring a war against their state, or Linsey Lohan announcing that she found a cure for cancer- there is a lot of fanfare but nobody actually takes them seriously.

Remember my one of my earlier resolutions to go to New Zealand to pick apples? Well, like any New Year's resolutions, it never materialised.

But Mid-Year's resolutions are goals that are precipitated as a result of observations and experiences from the first half of the year, and then forecasted onto the next half a year. Simply said, they are the more realistic and trustworthy brothers of New Year's resolutions.

So here are my top 4 and I can assure you that they are not your usual run-of-the-mill list:

1) Learn Bahasa

I am seriously thinking of signing up for the Bahasa classes at the Community Club.

Already I hear guffaws from all you fancy schmucks. But what's the point of learning French and fancy German when I'm probably only going there once, at most twice in my entire life. When I took up Japanese, it was because I used to travel to the country a lot with my dad, and hence a basic grasp of the language was useful.

Nevermind the 'Hellos' and the 'How do you dos', I need to at least learn how to swear, say "I understand what you're saying" or act blur with a "I don't understand Bahasa" when I want to amuse myself with the kind of things that people say aloud when they think you do not understand their language.

Besides, coming from someone who made a boo-boo in Indonesia when I ordered "Selamat satay" and the guy just stared at me like his face would crack.

I only found out later that while I wanted to buy 10 satays, whatever I said actually meant something like "Greetings satay!" which not only doesn't make sense, it made me look really stupid. It's going to be a fantastic face-saving language if I travel out into the region in the next couple of months, and I expect to be doing that quite a bit.

2) Pick up Poker and be damn good at it
I wanna hold em like they do in Texas Plays, fold em let em hit me raise it baby stay with me, luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start...

Alright, I'll admit that the Gaga fever got to me, but what with the 2 new casinos opening in Singapore at the Integrated Sentosa Resorts and the Marina Bay Sands, I think it's time I do my part as a proud Singaporean to win back some worthy "foreign investment" - One. Game. At. A. Time.


3) Learn to play golf
Like snorting noodles through your nostrils or bungee jumping, I'll bet that learning to play golf is one of those evergreen items on everyone's list of "Things to do before you turn 30". Well, it is on mine.

Who cares if Mark Twain once said that golf is “a good walk spoiled”, and nevermind that I'd probably golf a grand total of ONCE a year. Golfing is just one of those things that at the ripe young age of 24, you don't really know why you want to do it, but you simply have to have the badge on your sleeve.

Besides, it's way cooler than telling people that you have the Certificate of Achievement for scaling the Great Wall of China, which nobody actually gives a fly about.


4) Join a gym/ dance class
Before my ass sags like a duffel bag and before I get thrown into TAF club. Nuff said.