Monday, 28 February 2011

Khat.

I love classical gifts. Anything that can withstand the test of time. I was looking out for a proper gift for my paternal grandparents and later settled with this:



It's a very fine artsy thing I don't think I can do. The man's hands-on products were all so amazing and divine. It's a perfect art to be hung on your wall at home - keeps us serened to.

Since I know peanuts about the knowledge, the man helped me to choose a meaningful ayat which meant "blessing". Perfect gift to be given to elders, I think. People who have had everything in life and just need something that can bring upon them peace and warm wishes everyday.


Friday, 25 February 2011

I'm in Seoul!

I haven't been updating for weeks now. What did I miss?? 


Anyhow, I've been busy these past few weeks with exams and the flights back and forth London - KL. I'm now in Seoul for a week or so to spend quality time with my maternal side whom I haven't seen for quite sometime now.


If you guys ever set foot in Seoul, please go to Tteuran to have tea. It's in Insadong and is actually quite near to Gangnam. I totally forgot to bring my camera along this time but I'll share some pictures I found online.





The thing I love about going to proper restaurants for any dining purposes is for its food presentations, aside from the promising qualities in their food. Tteuran, for me, is a very relaxing place, nice for catching up session - the exact thing I did with my grandpa and fellow cousins the very day I landed in this mother land! :)


Other than that, I was truly blessed and contented to get a penthouse in Gangnam as a birthday present from my grandfather. Being 21 really brings you significant changes! Since I don't have much pictorial products right now, I'll try to share the amazing views from the property in near future.


Wishing everyone to be in your best states. Here's to the weekend! 


Much love,
Freida. 

Monday, 7 February 2011

The Black Lining.

I did not grow up in Malaysia and not proud to say that I know very little about what really happens behind the rich-in-cultures society. Recently, I found out that a lot of people practice black magic after I asked around since I saw quite a lot of scenes about it through a Malay drama. 


Absurd, isn't it?


It's scary to know what strangers can do to you by just merely pictures of yourself. In worse cases, they don't even need pictures, just full name! I've actually heard about this matter before this but was drawn to not believe it - for some reasons.


Does anyone of you have personal thoughts (or experience) about this?