Love is unstoppable, love is emotional, love is unimaginable, love is desire, love is destiny, but friendship is one percent more than love.
Love you, @shegar7 . Always always. Promise promise. Jom teruskan misi mencari sunset.
📸: @chelsiang (Thanks, Chelsia! xx)
Mother’s Day lunch with my firstborn.
The one who made me a mother.
Sometimes I catch glimpses of myself in her, but softer somehow. Stronger too. Kinder. More certain in ways I’m still learning to be.
I know how busy life gets for her, which makes moments like this mean even more to me. She always shows up. Always makes time. And I never take that for granted.
Watching her grow into the woman she is today has been one of the greatest privileges of my life. Beautiful inside and out, deeply thoughtful, quietly resilient.
There are parts of motherhood nobody really prepares you for. Like realizing your child eventually becomes someone you genuinely admire as a person.
Very proud of you, always, Eliya. x
The birthday weekend felt a bit like a fever dream.

It started with what I thought was a quiet, private dinner with Ammar and Eliya.
Turns out I know nothing.
My kesayangans, old and new, were all there. I’d like to think I’m a bit of a sleuth, and there have been many failed attempts in the past… but this year, they got me good.
My heart was very full. Truly.
Thank you to everyone who showed up and made it what it was. I’ll remember it for a long time (barring any unforeseen plot twists, God forbid).
And on my actual birthday, Junji had me over for Easter lunch. What a spread. Authentic Pinoy cooking that clearly took a whole village. A full gastronomic event. Sedap nak mampus is an understatement.
And Eugene finally came through with my favourite banoffee pie after years of emotional betrayal. No photos because it didn’t stand a chance.
Still processing it all, but very, very grateful. Alhamdulillah.
Also, 48, apparently. Who allowed this? I have questions.
What an eventful first Syawal. A full house, full hearts, and the kind of day that lingers a little longer. Grateful for the people who showed up, stayed, and made it what it was. For the laughter, the makan, and the sembang sessions that somehow never feel long enough.
Special shoutout to @279_1kh and @tkarrw , who quietly held so much of this together. It truly would not have come together without you both.
Eliya and I are so glad to have all of you in our lives.

Selamat Hari Raya everyone!
Dear 2025,
You weren’t gentle, but you were necessary. You asked more of me than I was ready for and showed me what I didn’t know I could carry.
You taught me to feel without apologising, to grieve without explaining, and to sit with the mess instead of rushing past it.
You helped me see more clearly, let go of what no longer fit, and choose myself when it counted.
So for all that, thank you 2025.
Onward.
Happy birthday @shah_shamshiri !! From Form One to forty seven, it has definitely been a journey. We have grown up, glowed up, and let’s be honest, put up with each other through all kinds of phases. Wishing you a great year ahead filled with health, clarity and calm because drama is so early 2000s 😜
P.S. We seriously need more photos of just the two of us. Decades of friendship and barely any evidence? Ridiculous.
Mother’s Day fit check. Out the door for lunch with my daughter because yes, I do go outside… occasionally. OOTD no one asked for, but here we are.
#fashionablylate40s
#mothersday
Back in February at the book launch of RUPA DAN GAYA: BUSANA MELAYU Edisi Ketiga 2025 and MALAY TEXTILES AND COSTUMES: FORM AND STYLE by Azah Aziz, I fangirled hard when Tan Sri Zeti signed my copy. And then, I actually got to meet Sasterawan Negara Dato’ Seri A. Samad Said! Finally got the photos. Thank goodness Alia didn’t hit delete.
Forty-seven. Empat puluh tujuh. 47. Wrinkles, backaches, and less spring in my step. But I’m owning it. Age brings wisdom or so they say. Mostly it just brings more naps and a deeper appreciation for quiet. Thanks for the well wishes, folks. Here’s to more adventures, fewer aches, and pretending I still know what I’m doing!
