My Cosmetic Surgery Journey: Part 1 - Mastopexy (Breast Reduction + Lift) & Liposuction, 1 Month Post-Op


It's hard to believe that only a month and 3 days ago I underwent full-body cosmetic surgery when I've spent the past 3 weeks traipsing around 4 cities in 2 countries - Kuala Lumpur, Kota Kinabalu, Sydney, Melbourne, back again to Kuala Lumpur - all while eatsploring (eat + exploring) up a storm in my leopard-print Aquazzuras. Last month I announced my decision and my reasons to be as candid, honest, and informative as possible regarding my choice to go under the knife. I compel you to read that post in its entirety but the TL;DR is that there is the lack of transparency from public figures who've had a helping hand which is not only shameful but dangerous in a culture and society that promotes and rewards unrealistic standards of beauty and perfection. I may lack many qualities (for one: the ability to take a taxi ride without falling asleep with my dribbling mouth open) but candour has never been one of them. So in that 'inform, inspire, and entertain' spirit of Posh, Broke, & Bored; here is the 1st installment of my plastic surgery diaries - the first 4 weeks following a mastopexy (breast reduction and lift) and upper body liposuction...

THIS BLOG POST IS NOT SPONSORED IN ANY WAY OR FORM (HEHE, FORM). ALL OPINIONS ARE SOLELY MINE AND FROM MY OWN PERSONAL EXPERIENCE. NONE OF MY BLOG POSTS ARE INTENDED TO BE NOR SHOULD BE TAKEN AS PROFESSIONAL MEDICAL ADVICE.
April 21, 2017

My Cosmetic Surgery Journey: Part 1 - Mastopexy (Breast Reduction + Lift) & Liposuction, 1 Month Post-Op

It's hard to believe that only a month and 3 days ago I underwent full-body cosmetic surgery when I've spent the past 3 wee...

Chiang Mai, Thailand: The Dhara Dhevi

Chiang Mai, Thailand: The Dhara Dhevi





PEACE, QUIET, & PADDY FIELDS AT THE DHARA DHEVI CHIANG MAI

April 10, 2017

Chiang Mai, Thailand: The Dhara Dhevi

PEACE, QUIET, & PADDY FIELDS AT THE DHARA DHEVI CHIANG MAI

Fendi Birthday Lunch at The Majestic Kuala Lumpur

A Birthday Lunch hosted by Fendi at The Majestic Kuala Lumpur


BREAKING MY POST-PLASTIC SURGERY CONFINEMENT AND RECLAIMING MY SOCIAL LIFE 
WITH MUMMY'S FENDI BIRTHDAY LUNCH AT THE MAJESTIC KUALA LUMPUR
💐 🥂 🍾 🎂 ✨

Oh, the sweet, orchid-scented air of freedom! What a fragrant, welcome change from the antiseptic-tinged pall of hospital wards and stagnant shroud of self-imposed social fatwa following my cosmetic surgery. As per doctor's orders, I had spent a week convalescing at home with my social life* as existent as my stomach fat post-liposuction - in other words, none at all. It was my mother's birthday week and as you know, fashion brands love to throw birthday parties for their favourite customers (case in point: Dior and Louis Vuitton). I had to miss the birthday lunches/brunches/teas hosted in honour of mummy by Miu Miu, Prada, and Louis Vuitton for the sake of my health, but happily I was well enough to attend the last of her fashion birthday celebrations - hosted by Fendi at the orchid conservatory of The Majestic Kuala Lumpur

*I DID GO OUT TO GET MY EYEBROWS AND NAILS DONE THE DAY BEFORE, BUT PERSONAL UPKEEP DOESN'T COUNT - THAT'S JUST COMMON DECENCY...
April 03, 2017

Fendi Birthday Lunch at The Majestic Kuala Lumpur

BREAKING MY POST-PLASTIC SURGERY CONFINEMENT AND RECLAIMING MY SOCIAL LIFE  WITH MUMMY'S FENDI BIRTHDAY LUNCH AT THE MAJ...

Beijing, China: The 6 Must-Visit Places That Inspired Me

The 6 Must Visit Places in Beijing, China

"Where are you from? No, where are you really from?" 

BEIJING, CHINA - AUTUMN 2008 & WINTER 2011:
 SPURRED BY QUESTIONS ABOUT MY HERITAGE, I TRACED 
MY STEPS BACK IN TIME WITH A VISIT TO MY ANCESTRAL LAND.

April 01, 2017

Beijing, China: The 6 Must-Visit Places That Inspired Me

"Where are you from? No, where are you really from?"  BEIJING, CHINA - AUTUMN 2008 & WINTER 2011 :  SPURRED ...

Kuala Lumpur: Mandala-making, meditation, & an introduction to yoga with Yogatara

Kuala Lumpur: Mandala-making, meditation, & an introduction to yoga with Yogatara
GETTING MY MANDALA ON AT YOGATARA WITH LINA TARA
SECRET BANDAR UTAMA LOCATION, KUALA LUMPUR
March 28, 2017

Kuala Lumpur: Mandala-making, meditation, & an introduction to yoga with Yogatara

GETTING MY MANDALA ON AT YOGATARA WITH LINA TARA SECRET BANDAR UTAMA LOCATION, KUALA LUMPUR

My Cosmetic Surgery Journey: The Prelude

My Cosmetic Surgery Journey: The Prelude - Why I'm choosing to be honest and transparent about it
MY COSMETIC SURGERY JOURNEY: THE PROLOGUE
WARNING: THIS BLOG POST MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS

By the time you read this I may well already be on an operating table. Today, I’m checking into a hospital in Kuala Lumpur at 16:00 (GMT+8)  where I’ll spend the night prepping for the following life-changing morning: the day I take the first steps in my plastic surgery journey. Hold my hand, we're going in deep...

A HUGE THANK YOU TO MAXIMILIAN CLARKE WHO ALWAYS TAKES THE BEST PHOTOS OF ME 



IN THE INTEREST OF TRANSPARENCY...

My choice to undergo surgery in the name of vanity or rather my decision to be public and candid about it may seem odd to the uninitiated; given my upbringing and traditional East Asian demureness as well as the last vestiges taboo surrounding going under the knife. Regarding the former; Asians of a certain Oriental persuasion - I'm talking about the Overseas Chinese in Malaysia, Thailand, and Singapore; the Chinese, and especially the South Koreans - are increasingly conspicuous consumers of cosmetic procedures. In fact, most if not all of my extended circle in Kuala Lumpur have had or is seriously considering both invasive and non-invasive plastic surgery ie. fillers, Botox, implants, lateral canthoplasty and blepharoplasty (cutting or sewing double eyelids) etc. Honestly, for a while I felt like a dying breed given that the most drastic improvement I've had done to my looks was eyebrow embroidery (microblading) back in 2012: the faded, dubious rust-coloured stain of which now lives on my face looking like shameful skid marks. Please don't think that I'm jumping on the beauty bandwagon to keep up with the Joneses or rather the Kardashian-Jenners (of course, the fat lips I was mocked relentlessly for as a teenager are now the top selling product...) - the point I'm simply trying to make is that discussing or contemplating cosmetic surgery is becoming more acceptable in the East.



As for the latter reason for potential side-eye? It is precisely the lingering taboo around cosmetic surgery that compels me to be as honest and open as I can possibly be. It seems astonishing that a culture that celebrates and promotes a beauty standard unattainable by many would mock and vilify the very people who seek to reach those standards. To each their own, and to each their own opinions; but I find it disheartening at best (whatever happened to "live and let life?") and at its worst, dangerous. Dangerous that those who've had work done are held up as ideals of beauty yet the person is a target for vitriol while their newly bought looks are celebrated. All this does is compel some to be dishonest, which is especially bad if those who chose to lie are in the public eye and thus in a position of influence because it promotes the message: "If you want to be OMG INTERNET FAMOUS* get lip fillers/breast implants but then act all coy about it while selling a lifestyle to an impressionable audience and making bank by lying! Teeheeheee!" Fangirls will eventually stop drinking the Kool-Aid...but why build an empire on lies just to avoid criticism from detractors who shouldn't matter? 'Tis better to be disliked for who you are than loved for who you're not. Perpetuating a fallacy is not a legacy to be proud of.

*another thing I don't love: tween twits deciding they don't need an education, just YouTube to get ahead in life. STAY IN SCHOOL KIDS

My Cosmetic Surgery Journey: The Prelude - Why I'm choosing to be honest and transparent about it

"I'm no hero. I put my bra on one boob at a time, just like everybody else."  BUT YOU ARE A HERO, TINA,

Look, I'm not trying to start a "Life In Plastic, It's Fantastic!" acceptance movement, and even if I did I'm at least 5 years too late plus I'm not having anything (plastic or otherwise) added to my face nor body so I'm not sure I'd even qualify to be a spokesperson. Other than the fact that I'm too painfully honest to keep up the pretence as to why I'm disappearing from social commitments for the week it takes for me to recover, the simple fact is that I'm a giver. I love sharing and entertaining. It's why I put as much work as I do into my blog posts: it's not just enough for me to see and do, if anything is noteworthy I have to share it in a way that is hopefully both inspiring and informative. Of course, if blogging about plastic surgery is dissonant to Posh, Broke, & Bored feel free to tell me so. If the response is overwhelmingly "Do not want!" this will be the last you'll hear of it!

My Cosmetic Surgery Journey: The Prelude - Why I'm choosing to be honest and transparent about it
SO...WHAT? WHEN? AND HOW?

Tomorrow, first thing on Tuesday morning, I'm undergoing a mastopexy (breast reduction and lift) without implants and liposuction under general anaesthesia. My objectives are to reduce my frankly cumbersome 36E chest to a more manageable size and more pleasing shape that I may no longer have to minimise my bust line under sports bras nor eschew certain styles of clothing for fear of looking "extra". While I'm at it, I may as well streamline my figure by targeting stubborn areas of fat that no amount of exercise nor diet can shift - where weight training and cardio fail, that's where liposuction steps in - as a spot treatment, not a weight loss tool.



I'd love to share more about the procedures I'm having, the research that led me to my choices; plus the costs, options, and other nitty-gritty. To say nothing of my soon-to-be process including my day-to-day recovery and especially the results! But naturally my cup runneth over in more ways than one - I have to dash and do a hundred things today before I check in to the hospital. If you have any burning questions throw them my way on Instagram @poshbrokebored and I'll do my best to answer them. In the meanwhile...wish me luck! x


March 20, 2017

My Cosmetic Surgery Journey: The Prelude

MY COSMETIC SURGERY JOURNEY: THE PROLOGUE WARNING: THIS BLOG POST MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS By the time you read this I may well...

Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia: The Good Co, Bangsar

The Good Co. in Bangsar is a healthy, meat-free, clean-eating cafe in Kuala Lumpur popular for their cold-pressed juices, artisan sandwiches, smoothie bowls, and salad pots.









THE GOOD CO, BANGSAR: HELPING BUSY MALAYSIANS EAT HEALTHIER,
 ONE NASI LEMAK IN AN INSTAWORTHY MASON JAR AT A TIME
March 15, 2017

Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia: The Good Co, Bangsar

THE GOOD CO, BANGSAR : HELPING BUSY MALAYSIANS  EAT HEALTHIER,   ONE NASI LEMAK IN AN INSTAWORTHY MASON JAR A...

Urban Jungle: Furla Spring/Summer 2017 Collection

The preview of Furla Spring/Summer 2017 Collection: Urban Jungle in Malaysia was held at the orchid conservatory of The Majestic Kuala Lumpur, where tropical prints and exotic shapes ran rampant in a #FieldOfImagination.








IT'S AN URBAN JUNGLE OUT THERE: THE MALAYSIAN PREVIEW OF
March 12, 2017

Urban Jungle: Furla Spring/Summer 2017 Collection

IT'S AN URBAN JUNGLE OUT THERE : THE MALAYSIAN PREVIEW OF FURLA SPRING/SUMMER 2017 AT THE MAJESTIC KUALA LUMPUR

Cuba, Malaysia, and Montenegro: 4 Hidden Gems in Turquoise Waters

Cuba, Malaysia, and Montenegro: 4 Hidden Gems in Turquoise Waters

An Ode to Time and Travel

March 02, 2017

An Ode to Time and Travel

Life, Lately: The Finale, and an Announcement

I am happy to announce that my application to settle indefinitely in the United Kingdom has been accepted. Read about my immigration process and plans for the future as a British permanent resident.

CHAPTER 5 of LIFE, LATELY: SWIM - IT'S ALL SETTLED
PREVIOUSLY: LIFE, LATELY CHAPTERS 12, & 3, & 4

I am thrilled to announce that my dream, after a decade in the making, has finally come true - my application to settle indefinitely in the United Kingdom has been accepted.

You know the story by now: sheltered girl from the Malaysian suburbs moves across the world to a cosmopolitan city to study at one of the more famous - if not prestigious - art schools; and in the process learns how to fend for herself, parties day and night with the international jet set and somehow manages to graduate with a pointless degree in illustration, then starts a satire blog which evolves into a not-unrespectable lifestyle brand with some influence. It's a character arc as old as Homer's Iliad and Odyssey (just replace jealous deities with bitchy bloggers and unreasonable PR reps).

Much like the siege on the city of Troy, my British invasion spanned ten years, the likes of which saw me staying in the country on four different types of visas. Last September marked the 10th anniversary of my long affair with London, so in November I submitted my case to the Home Office and asked them to consider this humble Anglophile's application for the right to remain in her beloved adopted country...forever.

Traditionally the application for this process - called 'Indefinite Leave To Remain' takes six months for a decision by the Home Office. Which is why I had resigned, with great heavy-heartedness, to be grounded in the country until May 2017. Surely, a small price to pay for my ardent dedication to the British Isles?

Therefore when my application was approved in half the usual time, it came as an enormously gratifying surprise! I found out two weeks ago, funnily enough; just a few hours after I blogged about how I was then bogged down by a sinking feeling: "...In the middle of this whirlwind of activity is the one thing I wish would move along - acting as the eye of the storm, ever still and ever impassive." This was the 'dream coming true at afternoon tea at The Wellesley London' that I alluded to, the big fat cherry on the top of the double scoop sundae that is the encouraging progress my life is making in 2017: one being my detoxing the remnants of my last toxic relationship and donating them to a charitable cause, the other being my moving into an exciting new home in Battersea Power Station...!

FURTHER READING:

"When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are...Anything your heart desires will come to you..."
- THE GREATEST DISNEY ANTHEM EVER, OBVS

Wearing my heart on my sleeve or rather, on my handbag...

Immigration is a hot topic now in the Western world, or at least in that web of nervous anticipation of what the future holds for the globalised, liberal generation of Britain and the USA. I said it in the wake of Brexit and I'll say it again - I would've never imagined that my right to remain in the UK would be more certain than those from the European Union countries. It's no coincidence that some of my friends; both British and EU expats (incidentally, why are white people expatriates but everyone else are immigrants/migrants? Food for thought...) are looking to move beyond the British Isles. Their reasoning was that, aside from the uncertainty of their right to remain when Article 50 is invoked, was that the potential process to apply for immigration status had made them feel unwelcome.



Of course, not being from an EU country I have never enjoyed that privilege of free movement, so I am somewhat accustomed to the strict, demanding, and complex process of immigration. Now, I am no expert on the subject even if my blog post on my understanding on how to gain PR in the UK is one of my most asked about/read (to this day I still get emails and messages about it). But...!

...If you'd like me to share my experience on how I obtained the next best thing to a British passport, let me know in the comments below and I'll blog about my immigration journey.
Ironically, the moment I was granted the right to stay in the UK indefinitely, I booked my flights out of here! Being a travelling blogger and serial wanderluster without a passport for 3.5 months had taken a serious toll on my mental state as well as work. This coming Tuesday, I'll be making up for lost time with two months of travel. My housemate, thrilled about having the place all to herself, has announced that she'll be doing all her work from home and will be turning my empty bedroom into her office (joke's on her, I've ordered about a thousand things for my new flat - including a HUGE sofa that will apparently not fit in my building's lift - to be delivered while I'm away, that she's going to have to sign for in my absence...)

FURTHER READING:
OH, THE PLACES I'LL GO!

Throughout March and April I'll be travelling to Kuala Lumpur, Sabah, Singapore, and Melbourne to see my friends and family, and for work; Sydney to see Luxy, and then we're heading to Hong Kong together before I head back to London in May to take delivery of my spanking new home! And just like that, half of the year will have gone by. It's insane how slowly time seems to drag on when you're waiting on something to happen, but as soon as it does everything seems to move at the speed of light. The saying goes "When it rains it pours" - I don't know about rain, but this turn of events is certainly the windfall of progress, achievement, and excitement I was hoping for. x

How has your 2017 been far? Any proud achievements, exciting plans, and upcoming travels to share? 😘

February 22, 2017

Life, Lately: The Finale, and an Announcement

CHAPTER 5  of  LIFE, LATELY:  SWIM - IT'S ALL SETTLED PREVIOUSLY: LIFE,  LATELY CHAPTERS  1 ,  2 , &  3 , & ...

House Tour: Battersea Power Station, London


February 20, 2017

House Tour: Battersea Power Station, London