8 Ways To Spot A Camwhore

For the sake of simplicity, in this entry, I refer to “camwhores” as females but would like to state for the record that males can camwhore, too.

Now, camwhoring has evolved over the years to become the latest rage. There are many kinds of camwhores but they all have one purpose: To attract attention, mainly of the opposite gender.

In fact, camwhoring has evolved so that anyone can be a camwhore, anytime, anywhere. But can you recognise a camwhore when you see one? Read my guide and learn.

Camwhoring

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Whee! License to camwhore! (Lots of photos)

This week’s Star Blog topic:

I look into the mirror — and what do I see?

Well, I see what I see. I see a face staring back at me. And I decide to camwhore.

Sheylara

I considered being all philosophical about it and talking about the stuff beyond the skin. But there’s so much stuff beyond the skin that I could write a book about it.

Sheylara

So I finally decided to just take a lot of photos and talk about camwhoring.

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Taking photos of yourself in the middle of nowhere

I’ve decided to delete most of my scary studio makeup photos.

Because they’re really scary.

But some actually turned out quite decent, so those I kept.

Sheylara with studio makeup

If you don’t frequently take photos of yourself, you probably can’t imagine how one could look totally different in different shots of the same batch.

I took these shots at an industrial area roadside while waiting for the Goonfather to turn up with his shining chariot to pick me up.

Sheylara with studio makeup

This was right after I stepped out of the studio for my Gadget3 cover shoot.

It was quite windy, so I got some wind-swept hair shots.

Sheylara with studio makeup

Two years ago, I wouldn’t have dreamed of taking photos of myself in public like that. It’s like the ultimate in lunacy.

Sheylara with studio makeup

But I think the practice of taking photos of oneself in the middle of nowhere is now relatively accepted, even if not encouraged.

Sheylara with studio makeup

In any case, the road was quite deserted so there was no issue at all. Doh.

Here’s a photo of me with normal makeup, taken in the same week as the above shots, for comparison.

Sheylara with normal makeup

Okay, that’s all for today. I just received a new game today and I think I should play it so I can talk about it tomorrow!

It’s X-Men Origins: Wolverine!

OMG the movie is out too, isn’t it? I NEED TO WATCH!

How come no one give me free tickets for that movie? Haha.

Okay, sorry, talking about myself makes me bimbotic. I shall disappear now.

Bye!

Camwhoring is fun

By camwhoring — and I have to explain since this word has been distorted beyond recognition — I mean taking photos of yourself yourself.

Like so.

It’s fun because you never know what’s going to develop in the photo.

For instance, you don’t normally expect a monkey to trespass your frame and make funny faces behind you.

Try camwhoring today.

Especially if you have bored and nutty friends.

Money No Enough 2 made my makeup run

On my way to watch Jack Neo’s Money No Enough 2, I camwhored in the taxi.

Sometimes, I wonder what taxi drivers think about my camwhoring activities. I camwhore a lot in taxis because firstly, there is nothing else to do in there and I hate sitting around having nothing to do.

Secondly, I hardly have time to camwhore otherwise. Just the fact that I even take cabs show that I’m always running behind time. Otherwise, I would take bus/MRT to save money.

I can’t explain this facial expression.

Let’s just say that I went home and downloaded the photos and I saw this and I couldn’t remember what I was thinking when I shot this.

There was a kink in my fringe. I was trying to add a bit of a curl to my stupid stubborn straight hair with a hairdryer, but in my hurry, I made an angle instead of a curl.

Dumb hair.

So, the reason I’m talking about camwhoring in a taxi is because I didn’t camwhore at the cinema for the Blog Aloud movie event.

I know some readers get upset when I don’t post camwhore pics for them to criticise and insult.

The reason I didn’t camwhore at the cinema before the show started was because I thought I could do it after the show, together with all the bloggers attending the event with me.

The reason I didn’t camwhore after the show was because I had cried so much during the show that my makeup had all run away.

When I went up to say hi to director Jack Neo after the movie, it took him five seconds and a very close look to recognise me.

“Oh, it’s you!” he said, after studying my face for a while, trying to figure out whether I was human or ghost.

“Yes, your movie did this to my makeup,” I accused him.

“Good, good,” he said. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”


I did, indeed, enjoy Money No Enough 2.

If you look past the product placements, slapstick jokes and sometimes cheesy CG, you’ll feel touched by the message that the movie wants to bring across, that love transcends money.

In a harsh, materialistic society such as ours, it’s hard to uphold the traditional values of love, loyalty and filial piety without sacrificing monetary happiness. Something has to give and the end result is often hard to swallow no matter what you choose.

I don’t think the movie answers any questions or offers any ready solutions (other than just try your best to do the right thing), but it makes us stop and consider what we truly value in life. I think that is a very powerful message.

The star of the show, to me, is undoubtedly veteran Malaysian actress Lai Ming.

She plays the long-suffering mother of three sons (played by Jack Neo himself, Mark Lee and Henry Thia).

I would even go as far to say that her performance deserves an Oscar, such was the extent to which she impressed me with the love and vulneribility that shone through her eyes with every word she said or didn’t say.

She was the reason my piece of tissue paper (very kindly sponsored by molemole, who noticed me rubbing my face with my hands halfway through the movie) got so wet I couldn’t find a dry spot left to dab my eyes by the end of the movie.

The melancholic Hokkien songs helped, too.

I love the Hokkien songs in Jack Neo movies. They’re always so sweet and poignant and nothing like the scary ones you hear at KTV pubs.

By the way, the movie is dominated by Hokkien because the director feels that it makes the movie more realistic. Also, he’s very afraid that, one day, knowledge of Hokkien will totally be wiped out in Singapore, therefore he feels the need to immortalise the language in his movies.

“Young people like to read subtitles, anyway,” he explained during the interaction session at the end of the movie, “So having a Hokkien-dominated movie doesn’t mean they won’t understand it.”

Money No Enough 2 could be shorter, in my opinion, because crying nonstop is really exhausting, not to mention embarrassing. Despite my most heroic efforts to quell the dam, the tears just freely flowed, as if someone had forgotten to turn off the tap.

It’s good, though.

I read somewhere that crying helps to remove toxins from your body so you get better skin after that.

Cool. Let’s call it a movie facial.

But if you’re going to do a movie facial, I recommend either doing it at home, or not wearing any makeup if you’re doing it outside.

Catch Money No Enough 2 at Golden Village cinemas. Support local movies… because you know it’s the right thing to do.