l u n a b y s s

Remembering Love

I thought I trust my love

I thought I can hold dear to it. 

I thought I have faith to love. 

I thought I found love.

Now, I reminisce. 

Monkey Business

Julia Roberts at the 1999 Notting Hill London Premiere. Looking prim with red sequin Armani number, grasping the attention of the world (in one way AND another).1999.NottingPrem

While every other women wish they have the courage like Julia, a few (good) aesthetician contacts might come in handy for those who aren’t such a big fan of au natural.

As much as I like D-I-Y, hair vanishing needs magic. So, I went to the witches. Speaking of which (pun intended), I’m gonna re-veal (view) their sorcery.

Adeline Face & Body (Jurong East)

I got a trial ticket to redeem either an EPL (E-light IPL) underarm hair removal or facial treatment worth S$39 from my step-sister. I chose to have the hair removal for the fear that they would wreck my face with some weird facial whatsoever. The trial session was a pleasant one and to not waste their hard-selling effort, I bought a package at the end of the consultation. The sessions went pretty well, result seems promising too. Each session would cost about S$88 (by dividing the total I paid for the package).

Here’s the climax: Things went all well until the 7/8th sessions (each session was usually recommended to be one week apart). I found my hair grew faster and denser after treatment. (Wait for it..) I further found out that they would recycle the cooling gel they spread under my arm for the treatment (to my horror!). I was suspicious because they would spread the gel on one side and carry on with the treatment, remove it, wipe the treated area dry; ask me to raise the other arm, spread the gel and carry out the treatment. The latter was always not as cold/cooling as the first and finally I SAW it (because they asked me to close my eyes during treatment, so I never open my eyes until this ONE destined day). They scooped the gel off my skin into a small bowl, put it on the trolley (then wipe the treated area dry; ask me to raise the other arm) take the gel from the bowl and use it on me again.

Though some of you might argue that the gel WAS used on me, what’s the big fuss? Lemme tell you what’s the big fuss about – I paid S$88 for one session, that would equal out to S$44 for each side of my armpit underarm. They might not be showing much, but they do deserve some dignity and better treatment.

On my second last session, they tried to persuade me to sign on another package so to have my hairy permanently out of sight. N-O.


In the name of beauty (laziness convenient), I tried another salon. I mean, S$38 for unlimited hair removal package – aren’t you buying (I’m not affiliated, trust me!)?

They offered a free consultation when you sign up for the package to determine suitability and blah blah blah..

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I then fixed my very first treatment date. The treatment room is white, in fact, the whole place is white. They let me change into their spaghetti top (in case the gel gets on your clothes). Then the treatment began.

Cooling gel was spread under both of my arms, next they zap-zap my underarm with their machine, wipe off the gel and place cooling pad (imagine a full-padded NuBra) on each side and ask me to put down my arms. I would hold the pads for 2-3 minutes before they remove it to complete the session.

Each treatment range between 15-25 minutes and each treatment is about 2 months apart. Accordingly to them, the hair growth cycle asked for it.

I’m currently still undergoing this package treatment and hopefully hairy will go away for real ONE DAY.


Disclaimer: I do not get monetary compensation for these opinions expressed. They are also (usually) not the opinions of any/everyone else on the planet. So, use this review at your own risk!

Hello Lashes!

Who (women) doesn’t dream of a pair of lashes long and thick which can double as a b*tch slapper in case of emergency?


Finally, I’m riding on the wave to try on the trend of extending lashes! I didn’t take any photo of my lash prior to the treatment, but you can check out my bare lash from the blurry picture below which belongs to a review I did for a mascara. (With and Without Mascara)

I grabbed the deal coupon from <insert very famous coupon dealer name> site for just S$42 for one session of extension and touch up each and booked my appointment right away. A usual session can easily cost from S$70-S$180, for both eyes, in case you’re wondering.

Image from the internet

I was guided to the treatment room where the masseur beautician let me laid down. The room is cozy with instrumental Disney music like Beauty and The Beast, ReflectionFrozen and some classical piece which I don’t know, which is really great ’cause I don’t have to hold back my urge to karaoke in the room.

The beautician checked out my natural lashes and asked me where are they explained that due to the scarce and shortness, I can only go a maximum of 10mm. I just nodded, I mean, what can I do anyway? Next she asked for my preference in term of the curve and where I’d like my longer lash to be (Centre, which makes your eyes looked rounder or outer corner, which elongates your eyes. I summed these myself by the way, she didn’t explained it).

She started off by cleaning my lashes with (something) wet, very gently with her lovely smelling hands (sounds wrong, but the sweet note is a bonus to the whole treatment). Oh! They offer under-eyes patch instead of tape for S$5 in case you also want to moisturize your under-eyes during the treatment. I declined the offer, anyway since my skin is badly sensitive to any type of mask. Personally, I do not recommend the patch either. Masks/Patches shouldn’t stay on your skin for more than 15/20mins, it can easily caused adverse result.

The beautician then taped my lower eye rim.

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She would also taped my upper eye lid.

Image from the internet

She started doing her thing (patiently) for the next one hour while I resist my urge to sing along every Disney instrumental came along. Strand by strand she glued the lashes onto my natural lashes, close to base. No pain nor weird smelling glue whatsoever, but I eventually got sore back for not moving for an hour duh!

And when an hour is finally over!

I’m this happy with my lashes now:

(Now that you finally see them) Say Hello!

The whole process was pain-free. Unlike some reviews that I’ve read, they mentioned that the beautician would use some solution which kind of hurt/sting the eyes. It never happened, just my inner eyes rim sore from the constant exposure due to the fact that my eyes where taped to be held in good position for the beautician to work, which in some way does felt like sting.

P/s: Images from the Internet are for illustration purposes only. My eyes where shut throughout the whole process. No human is/was hurt during the treatment.

Inside Out

© Disney

It takes only a thought to rejoice. It takes courage to sorrow. It exposes your weakness. 
But to grow, is to bestow your strength and embrace your weakness. 

Love · Life · Fun (IV)

A Year half-progressed.  Let’s sit down and write/read with me.

June has always been a bump, of all the months in a year with the birth month curse. However, I’d kicked off with a vacation of which I have work hard (on my body) for. A vacation planned in advance is a vacation body-works-worthy, because a fit body can reasonably be achieved in 6 months! (And then perhaps rest for 6 months before another summer vacation kicks in in 12 months.)

Oh-la-lah~ Summer vacation!

Bamboo Island

Krabi, Thailand is a remotely urban island which in recent years getting flooded by tourists. Nonetheless, it’s a good destination for its low expenses.

but it can get (too) crowded. ☹

Moving away from the beaches (pun intended), Emerald Pool is another interesting spot with naturally emerald mineral pool,

which is also overtly crowded.

Luckily, 800 meters away is a gem worth the visit – Blue Pool.

A preserved pool with no swimming allowed (thank god they save this pool!).

Here are the rest of the fun:

Legs for sale

Hot babes not for sale

看我的飞毛腿 (Look at my flying hair leg)


Well, in order to support the luxuries, we as hooman have to come back to reality. Life has been changing and it continues in a way I hope, to change someone’s for better.
Because the change being so drastic and the effort to sustain being cumbersome, I was asked if I regret the change. Not in a single way.

Life is not to regret your decision, but to proof it’s right.


To proof it’s right and continue to believe when hope shakes.





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