quite sure we’d get some flak for being this indulgent and, as the malays say it, “dah tua, tak sedar diri” (so old, never repent) head-shaking comments, you know, being mothers and role models to our young and all bla bla. but we can’t help ourselves, really. we come up with these crazy ideas for parties and themes and food and, well, when we get together, we just have a good, girly time. (case in point: esah’s baby shower.)

and this time, with rini as the host, it was only apt that the baby shower ended up more like a hen party. we must thank the infamous ris/low for the inspiration for this theme too. animal preens, boomz, rad… well, you get the point. (fortunately for everyone, none of us donned biginis and strutted down orchard road. now THAT would’ve been the shingz.)

there was the food. everything had to be, erm, animal-related, somehow. which was easy enough, coz we were all pretty much the carnivores.

we had the baby animal mascots, with a female zulu warrior to boot. check out the terrified expressions of the baby animals she preyed upon.

the gamemasters were at it again. note to future hosts: to get your guests to participate extra enthusiastically, dangle Topshop vouchers at them. it works! :p

they’d even willingly allow themselves to be blindfolded and gobble down melted ice-cream, lactose intolerance notwithstanding, and have gooey dairy dribble down their chins. all for the love of Topshop.

thanks rin, for getting knocked up again.

though, for all the topshop vouchers in the world, i wouldn’t want that babydust on me again. my tummy’s still paying the very heavy price! *blows babydust elsewhere*

could the next baby shower host sponsor tummy tuck vouchers…?

coz i need to fit into a rad bigini, dammit!

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