I’m taking a short break from Mallorca posts because I’ve been kinda busy shopping for my outfit for Piers’ annual company dinner.
It’s a black-tie event and I haven’t got anything with me in England, so I have to buy everything: Dress, shoes, bag, shawl, jewellery, maybe gloves.
I kind of left it too late. There’s nothing decent in the shops so I had to go online. The problem is, all the dresses I like that suit me are made to measure and will take a month to be delivered. Even the shoes I have my eye on are made to measure.
But the dinner is next week!
It’s very hard for me to find dresses because I don’t look good in bustiers, V-shape necks and halters, which basically describe the style of most evening gowns.
So I had to finally settle for this cheap ready-to-go dress. Ordered it two days ago and it arrived today, but it’s 10 inches too long (even though it’s XS / UK size 6) so I’ll have take it to the tailor.
Dress: USD84
Shipping: USD29
Tailoring: GBP30 (estimated)
Total: SGD200
Turned out not so cheap after all, for the quality. The stitching around the beads looks a bit poorly done.
But what is done is done and I have to wear it.
After shopping, there’s still the business of retouching my hair, threading my face and doing my nails.
Yep, very busy.
Actually, I wanted to talk about a cake today but got sidetracked, sorry.
The supermarkets in England carry very pretty cakes that look inedible because they look more like decorative items than food.
Piers assured me time and time again that they taste awful.
But I can’t help being drawn to them, especially this one.
Do not trust a cake that you can stand upright.
I made Piers buy it because neither of us had a birthday cake this year so we needed to make up for it.
It’s so pretty it makes you happy, doesn’t it?
It’s so pretty it shouldn’t be edible.
Cut along the dotted lines.
Please unwrap me. Cos no one else would.
We should have just left it alone as a decorative item.
It tastes awful.
The description says:
“A Madeira sponge cake layered with plum and raspberry jam and vanilla flavour frosting covered with soft icing and decorated with a sugar plaque and candy flower.”
This is how I would describe it:
“A dry and hard cake with cough-syrup-flavoured jam filling, wrapped in a fatally thick layer of icing so sweet you could go into anaphylactic shock if you tried to eat it.”
Do not judge a cake by it’s icing. And ribbons. And harmless-looking teddy bears.
Well, I have learnt my lesson now.
Next time, I will get Piers to buy the Hello Kitty one instead of the Forever Friends one.