Showing posts with label Kuala Lumpur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kuala Lumpur. Show all posts

Party Like It's V-Day


I'm so lucky I got to spend Valentine's Day with some of my best friends; in fact my day was devoted to the celebration of not one, but two birthdays - my best friend (and you know I don't use that phrase lightly) Michiekins, and Loui. 
February 16, 2015

Party Like It's V-Day

I'm so lucky I got to spend Valentine's Day with some of my best friends; in fact my day was devoted to the celebration of not...

Jasiminne Goes To The Ball : Prepping for the Malaysia Tatler Ball

Add to my resume 'content creator for and Instagram muse of Malaysia Tatler' for that's exactly what I did in the run up to this year's Malaysia Tatler ball. For a collaborative feature with Malaysia Tatler online I created a series of exclusive Tatlergrams (Tatler-Instagrams) affording a look into how I prepare from the moment I receive my invitation to the red carpet.
November 09, 2014

Jasiminne Goes To The Ball : Prepping for the Malaysia Tatler Ball

Add to my resume 'content creator for and Instagram muse of Malaysia Tatler' for that's exactly what I did in the run up to ...

Malaysia Tatler 25th Anniversary Ball / #MYTatlerBall2014


On Saturday evening the movers, shakers, and the haute monde of Malaysia flocked to the Shangri-La hotel in Kuala Lumpur for the pinnacle event of Malaysian high society: The Malaysia Tatler Ball.
November 03, 2014

Malaysia Tatler 25th Anniversary Ball / #MYTatlerBall2014

On Saturday evening the movers, shakers, and the haute monde of Malaysia flocked to the Shangri-La hotel in Kuala Lumpur for the pinn...

Turning a pig's ear into a silk purse.


...or rather, pedicure my cloven hooves into pretty lotus flowers, and that I did at Spa Village, Ritz-Carlton yesterday.
October 31, 2014

Turning a pig's ear into a silk purse.

...or rather, pedicure my cloven hooves into pretty lotus flowers, and that I did at Spa Village, Ritz-Carlton yesterday.

Jalan Alor + Kuala Lumpur Bird Park

Seeing Jalan Alor, Kuala Lumpur's food street, through the eyes of a tourist.
Yesterday we ruffled some feathers at the Kuala Lumpur Bird Park, quite literally, like when a peacock shook his magnificent tail at us (either mistaking us for foe or a peahen) and a glorious red macaw parrot flapped his wings to show off his brilliant plumage. 
October 29, 2014

Jalan Alor + Kuala Lumpur Bird Park

Seeing Jalan Alor, Kuala Lumpur's food street, through the eyes of a tourist. Yesterday we ruffled some feathers at the Kuala Lump...

Islamic Arts Museum + Acme Bar & Coffee at Troika


Another morning in Malaysia, another day playing tour guide. Yesterday I showed Henry one of Malaysia's gems---the Islamic Arts Museum
October 28, 2014

Islamic Arts Museum + Acme Bar & Coffee at Troika

Another morning in Malaysia, another day playing tour guide. Yesterday I showed Henry one of Malaysia's gems---the Islamic Arts M...

Batu Caves


Just 13 kilometres north of Kuala Lumpur is a most wondrous site (and sight) made especially amazing for its close proximity to the city. 
October 27, 2014

Batu Caves

Just 13 kilometres north of Kuala Lumpur is a most wondrous site (and sight) made especially amazing for its close proximity to the ci...

Kuala Lumpur Butterfly Park, Shoes Shoes Shoes, & Malaysia snippets


Selamat sejahtera from Malaysia! Kembalilah ku ke tanahair sejak hari Selasa. 

I have returned to my homeland since Tuesday, with my Henry in tow, and any anxiety or jet lag has melted away like the nasi lemak I had for breakfast in the juices of my stomach. Yes, anxiety, I wasn't sure if I'd make it back in time for the Malaysia Tatler Ball, or to meet my five-month old niece, or in time to welcome Michiekin's baby boy into the world, or even back to Kuala Lumpur this year at all! Home Office bureaucracy and all that: in September I applied for an extension of my leave to remain in the UK so the HO held my passport and BRP, essentially grounding me in the country during a period of immigration limbo. And now you know why my last holiday abroad was Lisbon, in July! Anyway, I had some favours called in and persuaded the HO to expedite the usual eight weeks+ processing time so that I could make the flight I wanted. As planned, I landed in Kuala Lumpur mere hours after Michiekins gave birth and went straight from the airport to the hospital to welcome my godson, little baby M, into this world. And, tonight I'm going to see my cousin and visit my very first niece: her baby daughter whose birth in Summer I missed. So yes, the entire month of September and first half of October I wasn't sure if I would get my travel documents back in time to make it to Malaysia for the 21st. I only found out the weekend before and hurriedly booked flights: both for myself and for Henry. I wanted to show him my beautiful homeland and introduce him to polite Malaysian society by debuting him at this year's Malaysia Tatler Ball. For the sake of love, generosity, and girlfriend points I made the ultimate selfless sacrifice (by my personal standards that is): my comfort. Yes, comfort --- I eschewed my usual flight and endured 12 hours in economy class for Henry, because I wanted to surprise him with a plane ticket to Malaysia, but had a dilemma: I only had enough dollah for either one business-class tickets (last minute flights are expensive) or two economy tickets...so economy it had to be. As luck would have it Sheena was on the same flight so the three of us got a row to ourselves. Anyway, this paragraph is getting too long, so I'll fast forward to yesterday, our first proper day in Malaysia as Tuesday and Wednesday gave way to jet lag.

I'm on a mission to do the most touristy things in Malaysia---from K.L to Penang to Pahang to Melaka---so we started with Kuala Lumpur Butterfly park in the city. Henry likes to tell children that butter is made from butterflies, because 'they don't look like butter, so they must be called butterflies because the taste like butter. If you buy a tub of 'I can't believe it's not Butterfly!' from the supermarket, open it and moths will fly out!" Sigh. When we have children he's going to fill their heads with such nonsense. Butterflies even.










Did I mention that I accidentally bought a new camera? On Wednesday I went into a camera shop on the ground floor of Times Square, hoping to upgrade my six-year old Canon 450D with a very strict (or so I thought) budget. "Uncle, I want a Canon EF pancake lens, and I don't want to spend more than £100 (RM500!)" An hour later I walked out with a new Canon 600D, prime lens, and a filter I bought on a whim because it had a classy-looking gold rim. Ummm. It could've been worse, I could've bought a 7D. So now I'm justifying that impulse buy by taking lots of pictures of typical tourist photo fodder: flowers, butterflies, rocks, all of nature's creations.











Kuala Lumpur butterfly park is one of the city's favourite tourist attractions. Under the mesh canopy of the park a lush landscape of tropical plants and dazzling jewel-coloured flowers are home to over six thousand butterflies from more than 120 species. Waterfalls pour into ponds where koi, catfish,  and snapping turtles swim. Even the lower levels of the park, little paths under moss-covered bridges, are lined with aquariums of frogs, scorpions, and curious creatures. The humidity should be more stifling but the abundant greenery makes the heat less so, and even the flapping of the butterfly's wings against your cheek as they brazenly perch on you (especially if you're wearing bright colours) makes the littlest of breezes that you're grateful for. As you leave you cool down in an air-conditioned room with an exhibition of taxidermy butterflies and insects, as well as live bugs in tanks modelled after their natural habitat. Is it a bit morbid that after the living beauty of the butterfly park, the exhibition room of preserved insects has a distinct scent of mothballs? But I love morbid! I'm not even vaguely unnerved by the souvenir shop and its walls and rows covered in boxes of taxidermy insects.






I bought myself a box of 26 taxidermy tropical butterflies, pictures at the end of this post, promise. 


Afterward I spent a good hour getting lost in the city before finally making it to nearby Bangsar, where I treated Henry to a hearty lunch of banana leaf rice. I just realised that this order of photos,without captions, looks like a narrative of: went to see butterflies in natural habitat, killed and displayed butterflies, ate some butterflies. 


The task of cutting, cleaning, and preparing banana leaves to serve rice on.



After our lunch I went to my usual favourite boutique On A Cloudy Day and came away with a pretty Pucci dress, then went to Inside Scoop and placed an order for two takeaway boxes of their signature durian ice-cream because my cousin has been craving some even while pregnant, and then we checked out Shoes Shoes Shoes new shop on Jalan Telawi 3. 





I love these earrings but can't decide if they're too 'much' to wear to the Tatler Ball? I played it safe and bought a pair of nude mules with clear wedge heels. Oh I just realised that last sentence is a contradiction. 


Henry being street style shot by Wolfgang KL in Bangsar...already attracting so much attention and he's only been in KL for over a day. Tut.


My shopping haul from yesterday: taxidermy tropical butterflies and my Shoes Shoes Shoes mules.

Abrupt end of blog post, because I have a meeting with Malaysia Tatler now. x
October 24, 2014

Kuala Lumpur Butterfly Park, Shoes Shoes Shoes, & Malaysia snippets

Selamat sejahtera  from Malaysia!  Kembalilah ku ke tanahair sejak hari Selasa.  I have returned to my homeland since Tuesday, wi...

LaFite at Shangri-La Kuala Lumpur

It's nine in the morning and I'm in the Golden Lounge, KLIA, waiting for my flight back to London. Dear God, it's early and a Sunday morning but somehow the airport is rammed with people...where are they flying to? Anywhere but on my flight please, I'm claustrophobic. Please please please. Here's another first world problem, trying to muddle through a sleep-addled brain and figure out which lane is moving more quickly; the Premier Lane or the regular Autogate (for Malaysian passport holders)*.

*answer: Premier Lane, but only by a hair. Whaaaaat.

My sincerest apologies to all the people in K.L that I didn't meet up with this around. Acquaintances, long-lost friends, and long suffering family members alike. I only came back for a month for a few events, couple of trips, to take care of some business, and to see some family, so my time in Malaysia was sparse. I wasn't feeling my best either, for some reason I kept falling sick and I made at least six trips to the hospital (the Prince Court staff are my new best friends). Of course I am also the worse at making plans to make up for people, people usually chase me or just figure out where I am and show up to see me. 

Anyway, if you're one of those sorely-neglected friends/family/foe I've mentioned, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you when I'm back in November and maybe I'll talk you all to LaFite at Shangri-La?

An institution, it's one of my oldest favourite places to dine for years. Of course I enjoy French cuisine, and small portions for when I want to feel less like a noble savage and more like the refined madame I pretend to be.


Their signature fruit salad; paper thin slices of mango, dragon fruit, grape, scattered with almonds, sorbet, blueberries and raspberries. Drenched in bourbon vanilla syrup. Don't chew on the mint, just don't.
April 20, 2014

LaFite at Shangri-La Kuala Lumpur

It's nine in the morning and I'm in the Golden Lounge, KLIA, waiting for my flight back to London. Dear God, it's early and a ...

Chiggas in Chateau / Pt. Deux

What's up, buttercup?


Despite not getting very much sleep at all (the story of my life; I just want to make nice things and get enough sleep, is that too much to ask?) I managed to rise early the next morning. Here's something I wish I knew when I was in college: waking up early is almost always worth it. After one powers through the initial excruciating start (for me it lasts as least an hour, I am not a morning person) and gets the ball rolling; hours just fly by, tasks get tackled with lightning effeciency, and lunchtime is greeted with a satisfaction that is almost like a drug. It's an amazing high that can last all day and do wonders for one's paradigm! Oh my God, I just wrote a whole paragraph on the joys of starting the day early, I am officially old. 
April 11, 2014

Chiggas in Chateau / Pt. Deux

What's up, buttercup? Despite not getting very much sleep at all  (the story of my life; I just want to make nice things and g...

Chiggas in Chateau / Pt. Une

Last weekend---I say weekend, but really I mean Sunday and Monday---I escaped the smog and pollution of K.L city and retreated to France, seeking refuge at a chateau on a hill.

April 10, 2014

Chiggas in Chateau / Pt. Une

Last weekend--- I say weekend, but really I mean Sunday and Monday ---I escaped the smog and pollution of K.L city and retreated to France...

Hennessy X.O Appreciation Grows 2014 pre-event

Bonjour from France!* I'm in a chateau on the hill for what is supposed to be a relaxing mini-break from the chaos of modern living but instead I'm working and planning my schedule to accommodate the coming events of this month. One of those which I'm terribly excited for is Hennessy X.O Appreciation Grows 2014, returning this year to enthral connoisseurs with a gastronomy experience unlike any other!

*not really. I'll elaborate later on Instagram.

This year, for the first time ever Hennessy X.O Appreciation Grows will port into Danga Bay, Johor from 16-18 April. I've never actually been to Johor as a destination---to me Johor is a place you pass through to get to Singapore and quickly at that unless you want to get robbed---but I have been assured that Johor is no  longer nearly as dangerous as I remembered it and is really quite a wonderful place to visit. So when Hennessy extended me an exclusive invitation to dine with them I had to say yes. 

This year's Hennessy's X.O Appreciation Grows will feature culinary masterpieces wonderfully composed by three times James Beard semi-finalist for Best Chef: Southwest and 'Iron Chef Winner', Chef Viet Pham. 

Hennessy X.O organised a meet and greet with Chef Pham to whet our appetites for the culinary treat that awaits us in Danga Bay (less than two weeks from now, how exciting!).


Myself and Chef Viet Pham, about to assist him in preparing a canapé with a mystery box ingredient voted for by the audience.
April 07, 2014

Hennessy X.O Appreciation Grows 2014 pre-event

Bonjour from France!* I'm in a chateau on the hill for what is supposed to be a relaxing mini-break from the chaos of modern living bu...

A Louis Vuitton birthday soirée.


Mummy's birthday was on Monday and Louis Vuitton threw a little birthday tea for her, as they do every year


Ever the dutiful daughter, I decked myself out in some of mummy's wares (Louis Vuitton W PM in Pistache, Zara dress, the usual shoes and accessories) and popped downed to the flagship store in Starhill Gallery for her little soirée. Only a week ago Dior hosted a tea for Datuk Rahmahjan's birthday and it was enjoyable enough but the LV matinées are by far my favourite. 
April 04, 2014

A Louis Vuitton birthday soirée.

Mummy's birthday was on Monday and Louis Vuitton threw a little birthday tea for her, as they do every year .  Ever the du...

Stylo Fashion Grand Prix 2014 Day 5 / Who is Gatsby?

'...and Who Is Gatsby? That's one secret I'll never tell. You know you love me. XOXO, Stylo Girl...'

(I miss Gossip Girl from before the plot lines veered into the ridiculous and just plain unimaginative, reworking Blair into a sort of Upper East Side bow clad wearing Charlene of Monaco, really?)


Jovian Mandagie showing us just why he's the King Of Stylo.

No, I don't know who Gatsby is and why the highlight of the six-day F1 themed fashion festival was called 'Who is Gatsby?...A Vintage Party'. But I can say with some certainty that although the 1920s theme is getting rather done to death now (I blame you, Baz Luhrmann) I am glad that it encouraged the invitees---or at least the socialites and fauxcialites---to dress up (I hate the generalisation that Malaysians don't make as much as an effort) and glad the party was held at the much vaster, less stiflingly hot Hap Seng Star (hello high ceilings and air-conditioning).

Ever more pleasing that two of my favourite South East Asian designers Jovian Mandagie and Zang Toi were showing. I very much enjoyed the night's  'BDSM meets military chic meets Gothic Lolita meets Eliza Doolittle goes to the Ascot all blinged up in ice' vibe.

April 02, 2014

Stylo Fashion Grand Prix 2014 Day 5 / Who is Gatsby?

'...and Who Is Gatsby? That's one secret I'll never tell. You know you love me. XOXO, Stylo Girl...' (I miss Gossip Gi...

D is for Dior

D is for Dior, Datins, and Datuk Rahmahjan. All of whom I had a date (D is also for date!) with last Thursday. I got myself a new Dior baby to add to my handbag collection which I'm quite pleased about. It seems like all my favourite things à la mode start with a D! I know what you're thinking. Get your mind out of the gutter, you dirty deviant (more Ds).


A limited edition 'Lady Dior'---apparently there's only two in this colour available in Malaysia---in box calfskin with embroidered badges that I may have persuaded mummy to get for herself ie. will end up in my wardrobe at some point.
March 31, 2014

D is for Dior

D is for Dior, Datins, and Datuk Rahmahjan. All of whom I had a date (D is also for date!) with last Thursday.   I got myself a new Dior ...