of the week gone by

the weekend was perfect, almost.

saturday night we spent having dinner in town, before shuttling down to wine company at dempsey where we had lovely wine and conversation and then supper at al ameen. then we slow-danced to coldplay beneath the stars next to his car, and that was the best part of my night (: shall let the pictures (where's issac in the photos) speak, before i'm labelled a bimbo for dishing out entries describing nothing but the events of my days.

at wine company; mok joan mich

kennedy and josh

rui and zhang

the one with the vision


do you remember last year when we realised we were afraid to be seen eating.