So what do you do when you have to play chaffeur and chaperone and dupe someone into her surprise birthday party? You call me and proceed to watch me get totally stressed out. In the end, it worked — Nisa was surprised, and so were the guests when we arrived 15 minutes ahead of schedule! (Forgot to readjust my German time to local time, haha.)
Just let the pictures do the talking, Kenny…
Surprise!! & Stressed Out
We’re models, you better believe it! [Jason, Leen & Henny]
Lovey-dovey, Jekyll and Hyde… [Ellyne & Alvin]
Girls and their toys and their toy-boys [Syu, Ian, Jason & Nyza Nyza]
Fooooooood….. [My right hand, Syu’s tongue, Nisa’s tongue…]
Yammmmmmmmm…. SENG!!!
Babe, welcome to the 28 y.o. club… 
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Happy (Belated) Birthday, babe! another year wiser and prettier…=D
P/S: Kenny, i’m sure Nisa will drop by ur blog.. heheh…
I’m sure she’ll love your compliments, spiffy
(And am I the only person in the world who can smile and still look stressed out?)
Yes Spiffy he specifically made all of us check out his blog
thanks spiffy for the birthday wish:P
Kenny the party was the best. You and all the others are so sweet.
p/s: You sure you dont keep the receipt for my present? hahahaha….
— fleeting by —
“dont mind me, i’m just checking out guys in the photos ….”
“… and yes, i dont get out much ….”
—- flit flit flit —
hahah….u certainly don’t look stressed. ;o)
Nisa,
Naturally, I did — you all want to see your pretty, pretty faces, dontcha?
G,
Eh, they aren’t really models, but go ahead!
spiffy,
O trust me I was! Hahaaha…
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P’tah
Models are overrated … at least the ones I’ve met and known.
(shrugs) ….
:p~~~~~~~~~
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Well, brother, at least you’ve met models, right? The closest I’ve come is Nisa’s housemate’s girlfriend who is a photographer but could easily be in front of the camera as well.
Now that I mentioned it, I remember hearing horror stories from her about her models too, so maybe you’re right la.
P.S. At first I thought you said “Petai” and not P’tah (Manglish version of Pshaww! issit?) — so long since I’ve had good petai. Yum-yum.
uhmmm … I was going for Klingon .. but nevermind
Incidentally P’tah is the divine father and ruler of the celestials heavens - and he sent down his son Ra to the people of Egypt.
ah well ….
But yeh, some are good models, some aren’t.
Male models can be a worser lot than the girls too.
Like regular people just better looking and since looks are secondary to character, i don’t give a flying fig
Bah, I disliked my Talent searching days.
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Talent searching, eh? So what did you do, walk around shopping centres scouting for above-average looking people? Not to be sarcastic or anything, but that seems to be what all these models are saying in interviews when asked how they got their start.
So cliché, but there you go.
Darn, the spot looks worst on photos. Ruin my otherwise photogenic, beautific self. *snorts*.
My dear, I did think of photoshopping it out, but then orang sure tanya, kan? Better leave it on — and when they do ask about you, I’ll just say you got Gorbachev-ed…
And you say I never ever mention you on my blog. There now, got. Puas tak?
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Some models get asked to come in for head shots ….
then their files stay in the the folder for a number of days or weeks … or depends, sometimes immediately, the production needed someone NOW.
So its pretty common to get “picked up from the street”. But the connotations aren’t pretty.
And most often the reality is that you happen to be the closest and most convenient.
but for many, all it took was that first “big” break.
There are SOME who send their headships here and there and really put in the effort to become a model.
Those … few and far between.
Plus it sounds so much better (and narutal- as if born to the art, rather than crafted for it) - to say …
“i was just walking along and suddenly, they assaulted me with offers for my beauty …
”
bla ..
bla ..
blah ….
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That’s really insider insight, G. I guess it looks very glamourous from the outside, but at the end of the day, there’s quite a bit of waiting and hard work, as with any other industry/field of work.
Waiting for the day I’m walking along and suddenly, someone assaults me with offers for my, uhm, something lah. No beauty still got talent, right?
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who was it that said talent only made up 10 percent of anyone’s success story?
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I always thought it was one of those Anonymous-type quotes. But so true. I’m the laziest person I know. Which explains why I’m not Donald Trump. (Or better yet, Neil Gaiman or Dave McKean.)
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I’m torn between shallow dreams of being like Devine Brown, having the nasty with as celebrity and getting lotsa tabloidy money …
or acutally contributing to the creative world with some indelible mark of genius of brilliance.
Or just find someone to curl up into on a cold night under the sheets …
they’re all equally as hard to do for me
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G, my man, ya gotta go to the States or UK for that. Doubt local tabloids as well-moneyed. I think #3 is probably the most likely and healthiest of the bunch…
that was naughty… (refering to your in bed with ….)
“In Bed with Lydia” — that’s what you mean, yes? Now you just have to wait for me to finish the piece to find out just who’s in bed with her, heh heh heh.
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