Vanity Lane

I was in my sister's car and someone clicked those 3 pics from the backseat...I was trying to cover the camera with my hand but it didn't stop the notorious Clicker. Then I had to make that last face...it's especially for the Clicker but now it's for you too hehe. That's me with a mean face. That's me making faces at you. Cmon try and make a face at me too.

Ok forget my hissy fits, cos now I have something rather dramatic to tell you. That I have a Vain gene in me. So what? I'm vain and I'm proud of it ok. Well don't get me wrong though...I'm not overly vain that I make fun of others or forget to do my work cos I'm busy staring at my image on the computer screen! It's just that I love to look good, dress well and go out in style. I hate to look daggy and messy when I'm out...I would never go out without ear-rings on...I love to smell and feel fresh...I don't wear torn clothes (even though it can be fashion for some people)...I like light makeup which includes eye-liner and light lipstick - nothing more nothing less...I try to keep my hair in one place if I can (the bangs are making it look a bit messy though) etc etc. But these I believe most people do when they go out. So where is my Vain gene then? Wait on...here it comes! (this pic btw is of my new ice-pink top I got from Portmans - do check it out. o Im such a showoff!)

When I walk down the street and if I see a mirror or some glass window, I check myself out as I pass it - ok let me spill it, I actually do that at every single window that I pass. When I have my iPod on as I walk, I feel the music so much that I try to walk like I'm modelling to the music, all graceful and elegant - so in my head I'm Helena Christensen for a while (keep in mind that I love modelling and wish I followed a career in it). If I see a hunk infront of me, I try to act like a beauty queen who doesn't notice good-looking men, even though I'm not Miss.Universe hello! I spend some time in front of the mirror at home before going to work, which often makes my mum remind me that I just missed my train. I can't relax if something is out of order in my attire - say I dropped an ear-ring while I'm out, then I'd immediately buy a new pair from a shop close by. If I stained my clothes, I'd have to go to the nearest Ladies' and wash it off instantly or else I'd die of feeling uncomfy. If someone messed my hair, I'd kill them. If I'm going to a party, I'd like to look like I'm going to a party. I can't understand how some people go to parties dressed like they are going jogging in the forest. I recently went to a bday party and I wore this satin boob-tube and lovely short skirt. One of the girls who later saw my pics asked me if it was MY bday party...I guess she was just trying to make me feel over-dressed but I swear I wasn't. Just that she's someone who doesn't like to dress to the occasion...now is that my fault duhhh!I have a closet full of clothes and I still keep buying when there are so many kids starving in Ethiopoia...I know I'm as guilty as hell here :*(. My closet sends shock-waves through my mum's head so each time I buy something new I have to hide them from mum - that's until I wear it and when she asks if it's new, I say 'o no it's old, I just came across it after a long time mum, so I thought I'd wear it'. She knows I'm a pathetic liar too. If she does catch me coming home with a new bag of clothes, then I'd have to come out with the truth...but I do say it's $29.00 when it's actually $59.00 hehe. Well some day I think I'd die a closet death - buried by it that is. Shoes - I have enough to walk/dance/party/jog another decade or two. I just bought a new pair of Manolo's (see pic on the right above) and I think I blew the budget (I don't know why I used the term BUDGET when I don't even have one). I guess I have over 30 pairs of shoes so far. Ear-rings...I have an obsession with em. I have enough to match any kind/color of clothing and any occasion (see top right pic and this pic for my latest pair). Sarees...I have loads when I don't really get to wear them. But I love the saree and when I do wear one, I walk around feeling like Kajol or Lara hehe. I love jeans (check out my pair of MWAH jeans on the left - yes that's my arse as well - woohoo arse shots!). I have all kinds and all colors...yes I have purple jeans too - I want all colors for all moods (nah I don't have yellow jeans though, thank God!). What about my obsession with the camera? I guess that has something to do with my Vain gene too. I love to take shots of myself, places, things, others etc cos I love to capture moments and moods. The still images of moments and moods speak volumes and I want to look back on them maybe years after, and that's where my interest really lies.

This last pic is the colored version of the first ever pic of myself that I posted in my blog, long long time ago. Back then alot of people asked for the original one so here it is - finally! I'm not afraid to admit I'm vain and that's a part of who I am. It's one thing being overly vain that makes you lose all the originality in you. But it's altogether another thing when you're originally vain ;-). Now spill some of your vanity confessions in here please.

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