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she who was nerbes about her first spa treatment. she who was greeted by this super H.C (read: high class) entrance @ cecil street. and she who almost gostan back to the mrt station. such an impact dis entrance made on her.
the letter promised "our treatments are fit for royalty." oh boy! was i hoping to feel like a princess or at least a dayang-dayang yesterday. haha.
i was left open-mouthed upon entrance to the spa. gosh! the whole place reeks of class! so new york(y) i tell u. *no pictures were taken as the photographer terlupa nak bawak camera*
dis feeling-feeling princess was left even more open-mouthed when her masseuse ordered her to bukak semua. wat??! bukak semua?? hello! tak pernah umur hidup aku kasi org tengok aku naked hokay? i was dat kampung i tell u. thank goodness, i had my private room, wif my own shower screen and bathtub full of luvly bubbles. so dgn tak rela hati, i removed everything saved for the plastic undies they provided FOC (urghh!).
so 1 body scrub, 1 soaking in the bathtub session and 1 full body massage later, i was floating. even my neglected face got massaged. how power kedemak can dat be? by then, my shyness over my nakedness has gone *poof*. mr towel provided coverage for me but there were still indecent exposures time though. but then again, i tink the masseuse dah immune seeing 10 million other female bodies before mine. hehe.
being pampered can be *damn* addictive but i'm even more *damned* when my bank account refuses to cooperate wif my pampering needs. they're no daylight robbers but i have to think twice, no, make dat 10,000 times pls, before i start indulging in these unneccesary splurges (quoted by the fiance).
so wif a heavy heart, i bid goodbye to the princess2 world.
back to old grimy, sweaty, achy reality world now.
tenkiu metro for the vely, vely, vanderful birthday treat!
the passage...till we meet again.
the letter promised "our treatments are fit for royalty." oh boy! was i hoping to feel like a princess or at least a dayang-dayang yesterday. haha.
i was left open-mouthed upon entrance to the spa. gosh! the whole place reeks of class! so new york(y) i tell u. *no pictures were taken as the photographer terlupa nak bawak camera*
dis feeling-feeling princess was left even more open-mouthed when her masseuse ordered her to bukak semua. wat??! bukak semua?? hello! tak pernah umur hidup aku kasi org tengok aku naked hokay? i was dat kampung i tell u. thank goodness, i had my private room, wif my own shower screen and bathtub full of luvly bubbles. so dgn tak rela hati, i removed everything saved for the plastic undies they provided FOC (urghh!).
so 1 body scrub, 1 soaking in the bathtub session and 1 full body massage later, i was floating. even my neglected face got massaged. how power kedemak can dat be? by then, my shyness over my nakedness has gone *poof*. mr towel provided coverage for me but there were still indecent exposures time though. but then again, i tink the masseuse dah immune seeing 10 million other female bodies before mine. hehe.
being pampered can be *damn* addictive but i'm even more *damned* when my bank account refuses to cooperate wif my pampering needs. they're no daylight robbers but i have to think twice, no, make dat 10,000 times pls, before i start indulging in these unneccesary splurges (quoted by the fiance).
so wif a heavy heart, i bid goodbye to the princess2 world.
back to old grimy, sweaty, achy reality world now.
tenkiu metro for the vely, vely, vanderful birthday treat!
the passage...till we meet again.
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