My cousin, Kak Nurul, she's gonna get married sometime next month. So the CuzzenHencemJambu Clan decided to hold for her a 'hen's night' so to speak, a bachelorette party to celebrate yet another one of us getting married. The girls organized the night at The Copthorne King's Hotel, and they were there the whole day, doing God-knows-what. We men were to join in after maghrib for dinner, while the girls were to spend the night. And you know what's the theme?
It's PINK la sia.
The girls were really going all out for it, even to the extent of proposing that the army boys, me and Shahmi, come dressed in our army uniform and to put on a show,slowly stripping down to our pink clothes a la Chippendale. Girls are crazy! Just because we're young men in our prime... sheesh. Well, wear PINK I certainly did, but to give a striptease performance, haha no =)
But goodness, the girls were certainly astounded by our Pink clothes. I came with my army bag, dressed in a cream-and-brown jacket. However, as soon as I stripped it off, jaws dropped. The room was literally silent. Then suddenly...
"OHMYGOD. HIKAM! Did I just see a tinge of colour... PINK???"
Haha. I guess the girls didn't really think I was sporty enough to wear Pink. Even my SISTER was amazed. I wouldn't blame her, considering my vehement distaste for all things that make a man look GAY. Well, I guess it takes confidence for a straight man to wear pink. HOT PINK at that. A colour that usually goes very well with latex. And in case you're wondering, I'm very much assured of my own sexuality, thank you very much. The best part was, walking around the Clarke Quay area in hot neon pink made me a real head-turner. Girls and guys alike were doing a double-take. Ikam in the house pimpin' y'all!
After which we proceeded to interrogate and grill the bride-to-be questions, though nothing too raunchy. After all, there were kids there. Minors. Hahah. Saved by minors.
Man U 4-0 Arse !!! =)
It's PINK la sia.
The girls were really going all out for it, even to the extent of proposing that the army boys, me and Shahmi, come dressed in our army uniform and to put on a show,slowly stripping down to our pink clothes a la Chippendale. Girls are crazy! Just because we're young men in our prime... sheesh. Well, wear PINK I certainly did, but to give a striptease performance, haha no =)
But goodness, the girls were certainly astounded by our Pink clothes. I came with my army bag, dressed in a cream-and-brown jacket. However, as soon as I stripped it off, jaws dropped. The room was literally silent. Then suddenly...
"OHMYGOD. HIKAM! Did I just see a tinge of colour... PINK???"
Haha. I guess the girls didn't really think I was sporty enough to wear Pink. Even my SISTER was amazed. I wouldn't blame her, considering my vehement distaste for all things that make a man look GAY. Well, I guess it takes confidence for a straight man to wear pink. HOT PINK at that. A colour that usually goes very well with latex. And in case you're wondering, I'm very much assured of my own sexuality, thank you very much. The best part was, walking around the Clarke Quay area in hot neon pink made me a real head-turner. Girls and guys alike were doing a double-take. Ikam in the house pimpin' y'all!
After which we proceeded to interrogate and grill the bride-to-be questions, though nothing too raunchy. After all, there were kids there. Minors. Hahah. Saved by minors.
Man U 4-0 Arse !!! =)
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