We had a reunion dinner gathering at our place on Chinese New Year’s eve. We dressed up the house to the nines and cooked up a storm. I even had Mal put on his traditional Chinese outfit to match the festivity mood but somehow I had forgotten about myself. I wanted to put on something RED.
Every year, I would scorn at my mum’s superstitious beliefs on the DOs and DON’Ts on this day. Now, I realize how much I have taken to her bizarre customs. I can’t believe how much I am behaving like her. I guess I am after all my mother’s daughter.
So of course my mum used to make us wear RED on this big day. But the fact is, my wardrobe is loaded with solemn black and earthy colors of every shades. I have NOTHING bright and cheerful, much less ching chong RED.
Then I caught a glimpse of red in the remote corner of my closet, something still wrapped in the cellophane bag, something I brought over hoping to give as souvenir.
I couldn’t care less. I ripped it open and donned it on. I knew that was the closest I could get.
I ended up looking more like a kebaya girl.
Fang! Happy CNY! Looking great as the Kebaya girl!
Rachel: thanks ophe! I remember u in kebaya too :0
And what a good looking one!
Hey, I too find myself practising what I poof poof at years ago…
guess its ”maturity” (aka age) ?
Rachel: I guess u r rite.
Aww my little guy is missing CNY in Hawaii! can you believe the celebration in SD is not for 2 more weeks?
Rachel: I am surprise to know that cny is 2 weeks in hawaii!
It would have made a great present…but not everyone would have been able to have a figure slim enought to fit into that outfit!
Happy Chinese New Year!
Rachel : hey ann, they come in diff size
you look gorgeous!!!
Really! Speaking from the bottom of my heart!
Rachel: thanks Angeline! kind of pathetic to resort to this.